Grungle
Offense
[AWD:0102][M0n:100]
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Post by Grungle on Feb 14, 2013 17:54:42 GMT -5
Grungle finished untying the man as Elias confirmed Grungle was a cow-tume, quite obviously an honorary title. And Santa thinks I am one of them! Sweetness! "Santa! We is rescue of you for magic of happy gifts for all!" he said, making the traditional rainbow gesture of celebration with his hands, a custom of his people."
Santa rubbed his wrists and sat up straighter. "I... can't do, uhm, that... I don't have magic."
Grungle was distraught "No! A Santa is all magic! We have to Christmas, for kill sad!"
Santa stood up and, quite frustrated, smelling of recreational poison when he breathed in Grungle's olfactory sockets. He shot an eye at Ivaak and Elias and than looked hazily at Grungle "Look... thing." He pulled off his hat throwing it to the ground "Now your Santa. I quit this shit."
Grungle stood stock still as Santa stumbled out of the cave, planting a solid kick into the side of one of the Mole Cops. He was Santa? Was the man kidding? Was this a test? If it was, Santa was going to pass it. He was going to save the dangus out of Christmas.
He picked up the hat and placed it on his head. He slowly turned to face his two comrades. "It's present putting time."
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