Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-30953185-20171123003339/@comment-30953185-20171206022736

(Lynn gets hit in the stomach with her baseball bat, and is now lying on the ground groaning in pain.)

Wretched: (smiling sinisterly) Batter, batter, swing!

(Wretched then spotted a familiar black lump hiding behind her bed.)

Wretched: (smirks) Don't think you can hide from me.

(He goes over and finds Lucy.)

Wretched: (to Lucy; smiling menacingly) So, you like to clog things in the toilet too, huh?!

Lucy: (scared) W-What are-

PLOP!

(He clogs her head in the toilet.)

Wretched: (laughs evilly) Try getting out of that one!

(Just then I come into Lynn and Lucy's room)

Me: (gasps) Lynn!