Happy smiles, walking out of the cave, backpack ready. He sees that it’s raining in the town again, as if the bubble it was once in was gone. He smiles, sighing briefly before walking out into the fog.
“MACARTHUUUUR!!!” roared a whirring voice. MacJovial, now a clown animatronic, charges and knocks him into a pine tree. He roars, strangling Happy.
MacJovial roars and whirrs psychotically, beating Happy to the ground, strangling him.
Happy, choking, grabs his stick and beats the bloody clown to death. The clown’s eyes were real. His skin felt like flesh. His human teeth were revealing but clacked upon each shut of the jaw. He wheezed from his human-like throat and honked repeatedly.
“Look what you turned me into…” said MacJovial, with blood painting a smile over his face, sporting black eyes and white pupils.
“You’re so fucking beautiful… Just watching your flesh skin show that fear in your heart… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” MacJovial headbutts him as he summons his drones and begins tackling MacJovial, who shrugs the drones off and headbutts Happy again, and again, and again.
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He grabs Happy and crushes his crotch, then tears half of his body away.
Happy crawls away, with his spine wriggling like a worm spurting out what was once spinal fluid, now a black oil of sorts, but MacJovial just grabs him and beats him over and over. MacJovial tears his jaw off, now it hangs from his face from a thread of muscle.
“What was that you said? Music to my ears…” said MacJovial, smiling, strangling Happy.
Happy roars, remembering the fog in the distance and the rain. He can’t smell. He can’t taste. He can’t eat, but his resolve is immense, enough to have the obsession to destroy anything in his path. He can, however, hear and see. He grabs the flashlight from his pocket and shines a light into Mac’s eye. He then shoves the flashlight into his eye as he screams and topples backward. He types into his phone, texting someone, only for it to be swatted away. MacJovial prepares the finishing blow, but then, someone teleports into the scene.
And a giant tree is hammered into his head, and his head was crushed by the tree.
Miguel smiles. “That robot thing wasn’t sentient, right?” asked Miguel.
Happy sighs in relief.
“Dude. Answer the question.”
“No?”
“Fuck… Was it at least a zombie?”
“Definitely.”
“Oh. We’re cool, then.” Miguel offers a hand. “C’mon. We’re playing GTA 6 Multiplayer.”
End.
Suddenly, MacJovial’s body, is being pulled away by Eradicator…