Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-30953185-20171123003339/@comment-30953185-20171202220825

(Wretched then snaps each and every string in Luna's guitar.)

Luna: (to Wretched; shocked and scared) D-Dude, why did you-

BAM!

Wretched: (hits Luna in the head with her guitar) Guess your gonna rock and roll over onto the floor. (laughs evilly) Get it? (he turns his attention to Luan)

Luan: (shaking her head; shocked and scared) Uh, no.

(Wretched then spots Luan's ventriloquist dummy, Mr. Coconuts, laying on the floor.)

Wretched: (picks up Mr. Coconuts; menacingly) Well, well, well! What do we have here?

Luan: (to Wretched; shocked and scared) Linc, take it ea-

SNAP!

(He smacks Luan in the head with Mr. Coconuts; breaking in the process.)

Luan: (to the deformed Mr. Coconuts; shocked and scared) MR. COCONUTS!

Wretched: (smirks) Guess that one wasn't hard to crack.

(I hurry in)

Me: Luna, Luan, are you O- AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! Luna! Mr. Coconuts!!