"Krillin knew he was the only one left that could stop the great evil. His friends were on the ground, defeated. Still. Possibly dead. It took Goku everything he had to defeat Wesley, and he was only a pawn.
Mr. Belvedere stared at him icily from the other side of the vast expanse, waiting for Krillin's next move, his demonic pressence making the air around him go hazy and curl into smoky distortions. "Gulp!" Krillin said, strangely, instead of actually gulping. "Wait! That's it!" Krillin exclaimed.
"What's your move now?" Mr. Belvedere asked, slightly amused. "I challenge you," Krillin said, "to a milkshake drinking contest!" "...I'm diabetic..." Mr. Belvedere stated. "What are you, chicken?" Krillin taunted. Krillin imitated a chicken. Gob came out of nowhere and joined in. It was very funny. "Oh, you're on, little man," Mr. Belvedere growled!"
no subject
Mr. Belvedere stared at him icily from the other side of the vast expanse, waiting for Krillin's next move, his demonic pressence making the air around him go hazy and curl into smoky distortions. "Gulp!" Krillin said, strangely, instead of actually gulping. "Wait! That's it!" Krillin exclaimed.
"What's your move now?" Mr. Belvedere asked, slightly amused.
"I challenge you," Krillin said, "to a milkshake drinking contest!"
"...I'm diabetic..." Mr. Belvedere stated.
"What are you, chicken?" Krillin taunted. Krillin imitated a chicken. Gob came out of nowhere and joined in. It was very funny.
"Oh, you're on, little man," Mr. Belvedere growled!"
-- TO BE CONTINUED!