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It’s time we end this...

“ＨＡＴＴＹ!”

Bill burst through the office of the cubed puppet-master, his eye glowing red and filled with pure rage.

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING, YOU MORON!? DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO ME?!”

Hatty simply sat in his chair, surprised, and eating a bowl of peanut butter ice-cream.

“Um...can I help you?”

“YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT YOU CAN HELP ME, YOU SON OF A BITCH!”

The entire room was engulfed in fire, and Bill was towering over Hatty.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?! I KNOW IT WAS YOU SO DON’T EVEN TRY TO DANCE AROUND IT! WITH THIS PLAN I WAS SUPPOSED TO BECOME THE STRONGEST INCARNATION OF ME THERE EVER WAS! BUT LOOK AT ME! DO I LOOK ANY DIFFERENT?!”

“Well from the fact that you still don’t know the meaning of volume control i’d think not.”

“ＥＮＯＵＧＨ!”

Bill rose through the theater, increasing in immense size and power. Everyone throughout the entire freakshow saw and looked on in horror and confusion.

“IT’S TIME I END THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL! THIS ENTIRE PLAN WAS MEANINGLESS AND YOU’RE ALL FAILURES! EVERY SINGLE LAS ONE OF YOU FAILED ME?! DID OUR PACT’S MEAN NOTHING?! OR DID YOU ALL WANT TO DIE A SECOND TIME?! WELL IF THAT’S THE CASE, THAN LET’S JUST TURN THE CLOCK BACK! EVERY SINGLE LAST ONE OF OUR DEALS ARE OFF! YOUR LIVES WILL BE TAKEN AWAY AND EVERY SINGLE LAST ONE OF YOU WILL LIVE IN UTTER DESPAIR! DROWNED, FORGOTTEN, DEFORMED, KILLED, UNBIRTHED, TORTURED, LEFT BEHIND, MAIMED AND LEFT IN THE VOID! EVERY SINGLE LAST ONE OF YOU!”

And than...everything went black. time reversed, and everything sent back to the way it was...

If only that’s how it ended.

“SIR WAKE UP!”

Hatty jumped out of his bed, screaming.

“John?! For gods sake, man! When I said I needed an alarm clock I didn’t mean this!”

“No, sir! Something amazing just happened! Bill is gone!”

Wait, what? Hatty was confused. Bill left? He never thought he’d see the day where Bill finally left and he could live his life without the yellow menace...although...something about that felt familiar. Hatty slumped out of bed and wiped his eyes.

“Oh, okay...I guess we’ll celebrate or something.” Hatty would normally be ecstatic about this but...something didn’t feel right He left his bedroom, to see everyone huddled up in the theater area

[YOU’RE ALL IMBECILES! This is merely a trap! Bill isn’t a moron, he’s just playing you all for fools! Luckily i’m the only one with any intelligence around here!]

[Maybe he just died. I dunno, he’s just a triangle with a hat on, it can’t be that hard to kill him.]

{As much as I hate to admit it, Leg Horse might be right. Bill is an all powerful demon, it isn’t easy to get rid of him. If he had the power to bring us all here he can’t just die and never come back.}

{Like we should even give a shit. The bastard is gone that’s all that fucking matters. As long as he’s never coming back that’s all I fucking need.}

[B-But what if he comes back...]

[PHILLIP YOU IGNORAMUS I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK!]

{Leg horse, for once in your goddamned life can you let someone else speak for god’s sake!?}

[Like you’re any better, you never know when to shut the hell up!]

“Hey, guys.”

{SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH! If anyone needs to learn to shut up, IT’S GOING TO BE YOU!}

“Guys.”

[You wanna fucking go, bitch!?]

“Guys.”

[YOU ARE ALL WORTHLESS PILES OF SCUM THAT DESERVE TO ROT IN THE DEEPEST PITS OF HELL!]

Soon enough, John set off an airhorn, ending the fighting.

“Thank you, John.”

“You’re welcome, sir.”

“Okay than. Now that you’re all done being poopy babies I think it’s time we address the elephant in the room...”

“Where the heck are Skin-Taker and Horace?”

The room went silent, everybody looked confused.

{Who?}

“Y’know, the two pirate guys? One looked like Skeletor’s reject brother and the other was a insecure bald guy?”

{Yeah, Hatty’s gone off the deep end.}

[Can we kill him now?]

“Are you people seriously saying you forgot about the two dinguses who are one of the reasons we’re here in the first place?!”

[Hatty, I don’t mean to sound like i’m joining in on the attack on you. Although, we’ve never known any Skin-Taker or Horace.]

[And I d-d-on’t think i’d ever want to...]

{Maybe Hatty made up imaginary friends and he wants us to meet them!}

“Oh my god, are you people being serious right no-”

The door opened, and out from the door, was Harry, in a brown coat and a suitcase.

“Harry, back me up here, you know about Horace and Skin-taker right!?”

{I’m just going to ignore you. Anyways, i’m leaving. It’s been fun...not really, but I have to go back home. Manny and Robin are probably worried sick about me, and I don’t want them to end up dying because I wasn’t around to save them from a talking fridge or something.}

{Bye Harry, I love you!}

“He can just leave?! But what about Bill! And Skin-taker! And everyone else, is nobody seriously going to question what’s going on right now!?”

{Face it, Hatty. We’re done. Hell we can probably all go our separate ways now and end this stupid chapter of our lives.}

“Are you guys being serious right now!?”

{Listen, Hatty. Don’t worry about it. Bill is gone, we don’t need to do this anymore. I for one am going back home, but if anything, maybe someone will stay here. I don’t know. As for me, I don’t think I’ll come back. I can’t say this was a horrible experience, and not all of you were rude, and even than it was nice while it lasted, but it’s over now. We all need to move on. It’ll be better for all of us.}

Harry went out, and closed the door. Leaving Hatty and the gang behind. Everyone else continued talking, some of them considering leaving too. Although Hatty knew something was going on. Something was just eating away at him, and he knew something was wrong...

So much so it almost felt like it was grinding his skin...

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We will return after these messages...

((Hey guys, as you all are aware, i’m bringing back the Multi-Muse freakshow. When?

Well, I hate to dissapoint but not for a while.

I’ve got a lot of things I need to do, rework the theme, get new icons, credit the artwork instead of just saying I never made them, a lot.

I need to do a complete re-work of this blog. Can I give an estimation? Yes.

Not for a while. Like, for a long while.

Why is that? Well, I have other blogs I need to work on. Blogs that I might delete, blogs I need to re-work and make. And such. I want to make blogs I actually want to write for. I’ve made a lot of blogs that I just give up on because of real life and other things. I have way to many blogs that I need to fix up. What can you do.

I’m hoping I can rework my Fawful blog, and possibly clean up my act.

I hope the return will be worth the wait.))

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“Guess who’s a-comin home soon~...”

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“...Good evening ladies and germs!”

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Ｈ҉͏͎͉͔͎͖̭͍Ａ̱͖̲̞́́͟Ｔ̡͖͟Ｔ̶͍͎Ｙ͕̖͎̕͟͝!̙̹͍̬͕͘͠ͅ!҉̷̥̩̭̥͇̼͎͜

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H̲͈̙̰̦̱̹̹̩̀E̻̯͡ ̴̭̥̲̠͚F̸̮̟͓͇͓ͅU̵̷͍͇̺͟C҉͉̮K͎̪͔̗I̱̦͈̬͠N͏̶̗̩̻͝G̡̟͠ ̧̱͇̠̀Ć͙̥̫̰̼͎̻̩O͚͝ͅÙ̫͙̬͕̻̮̰͎̀L̡̙D͘͏͕͔̺͔̼̥ͅN̨̦̦̠̙̹͉̟̼͞'͉͈̖̘̼̪T̟͍̥͚ ̵̩̞̘͈̗̱̲H̶̜̭̯̗͚͈̬̟̤͜A̧̢҉̻V̵͇̣̖̰E̷̯͈̘͎͔͉͠!̠̝̲͈͖̮̰ͅ!̡̲̗͕̠̝̘̝̫͜!̤̳̺̤ͅ

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No he couldn’t have!

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...But...No...

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According to my calculations this should have gotten me a physical form even faster...

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But how?

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I never was the real Bill...

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U͎̞̰̟N͕L̷E͢S̘S̭̖.̡͖̻̦ͅ.̹̙̗̝̖̙̤.̵̘̺̰

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I͟҉͇̺̣̜'̵̷̟̪̩͍̩͜M҉̡̘̮̤́ ̕҉͏͈̳̹̺̲̬̰̹̳T͟͏̭͓̹̤̙͈̘H̸̰Ḙ͍͡ ̜̹̟̭̥̗͇̀̕Ŗ̪̩͜E̱̩̫̭̳̳͘͟Ą̪̭̣L̵͔̱͇̹̱̕͜ ̷̥͍͔̙̥͟O̩͕̠̬̕͠N̺̠͘͟͡E̱̱͙!̡͙̜͉̖͎̙̭̭ ҉̖͈̗̣͕̝͔M̵̰͜ͅÉ̝̲̱̩̟͡!̵҉̯̙ ̨̗͉̹͉̻͇͚͎͉M̛̯͖͘È̬̯̥̝͇͎̰͘͘!̴̮͇̗̤͇͓̖͔̰͡ ̶̥̻͍͇͘͞H̶̫̗͈͙͙͟Ọ̹͇͚̼̞W̦͕̝̗̮̥͕͈͞͞ ̡̠̝̥̲T͏͈̱̘H̝È̖̥̫̲͠ ̵̷̤̟̳̮̘̞͙͙ͅH̡̝͟E̴̡͕͍̭̩̺Ĺ̢̯̗Ĺ̢͈̩̀ ̢̲̼̜̪̫̭D͍̼̀͘ͅI҉̞͕̰͎D̠̤̩͟͢͡ ̜͙T͇͢H̜̫̗̭͇I̳͓͇̠̝͈͇̯̕S͓̺͍̞̳̀͠ͅ ̰̫͚̪̤Ḫ̘̟͉̳͈̬̳̜A̷͙̭̫̻̩͟P̥̝͎͍̖̖̟P̗͕̣̻͜͞E̠̗̤̙̙͙ͅN̜̰̪̻͍̗̝͍͝!̥̫̤̲̰͓͍͟͢?̛͓̥̩͚ͅ

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H͖͍̹̳O̶̥̟̳͞W̵̸̯̜̭̘̺͍ ̜̻̜͙̬̖͕́͡C͎͙͚̤̬̤̯͎͢ͅỌ̞͚̥͕̩͉̗͡U̷̳̩̼͓̹͔͖͡͝L͔̳̠͝D̷͚̬̼̤̥̘ ̩͈͖͚T̮ͅH͕̙I̷̝̘̪͟S̫̱͇̪͇̼͇͠ ̵͈̪͓̥̙͚̯̕H̸̜̮͍̤̣̙͖̪Á͖̹̜̜ͅP̢̳̤̖̼͕͢P̡̯͔̺͈̞E̷̢҉̫̻̝̙̱̹Ǹ͏̜̠ͅ!̡͚̣̣̤͇̰̩̙?̦̹̼͍̗͖!͎̺̯͖̻̞͓́̕?̤̟͓͇̖̀́

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T̘̜̜H͏̗͉I̗̞̞͈S̙̭̼̰̯ ͚͍̫̟͈̯CA͔̰̰͈̙͈ͅN'̢̥̦͚ͅT̩̜͍̟͖ ̶̻̻̻͙B̥͕̬̟̥̺̲͝E̻̙̦̠̰ ̛H̡̞̹͇A͈̝͎͔P͇P͇͚͞ͅḘ̢̖̜̣̩N̛͇͎̗͎͈̬̹ING̱̯̼̹̦!̘̭̻̥͎͠

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