None of the conventional options had suceeded.
He stabbed it with a knife. It didn't go away.
He threw a rock at it. It didn't go away.
Still, the thing remained there, looking at him.
Smirking.
With wild glee.
"WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT?" Diabo screamed, throwing the only thing he had left, a glass of tea.
Needless to say, it was ineffective.
The bunny hopped up on his lap, setting him ablaze with anger.
"IT'S GOING TO EEAAT MEEE!" he screamed, running down the hall in vain, because the thing kept chasing him.
But a boy appeared behind him.
A boy with a bandanna.
And he did the bravest thing Diabo could have...
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