mafioso

WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY POOKIE

Mafioso: he's coming with me, so I suggest you back off *he's holding a gun to Chance's head*

LEAVE MY POOKIE ALONE U DUMBASS

Two Time:He's going to be okay, I promise.

*Mafioso's heart is filled with relief when he hears Two Time's words. He keeps watching Chance's body, hoping that he'll wake up soon. He's starting to believe that his pet is going to be okay, and he's feeling a sense of hope and comfort. He leans down and kisses Chance's forehead, hoping that it will help him wake up.*

*Chance's hand moves slightly, and his eyes slowly open. He looks up at Mafioso, his eyes filled with tears.*

Mafioso: that's it. I'm done playing games with you. *he pulls out a gun and aims it at you*

*eats the bullet*

Mafioso: WHAT THE- HOW DID YOU-