A younger Mac cries, hugging the dead body of his father and brother.
“Very good…” said the masked man. “Now… chop them up…”
“Why… Why did I do this!?”
“I said… chop them up…” he said.
“NO!!! AAAAAAH!!! AAAAA-!!!”
He honked his horn, as immediately, Mac did everything he asked. He chopped them up.
Now…
Happy sighs, angered, and having brutalized the elephant. He whirred once more, angry as he sighed in annoyance.
Happy stood up only to fall into a dark pit. He opened his eyes. Though it was pitch-black, he could see, and saw that there was a tunnel before him. He hears screaming, horrific screaming that no one deserves to hear. The screaming. He followed it. The damp cave and the horrific screaming. He didn’t smell. He can’t, but he wishes he could. He walks, and continues walking, only to hear…
That same darned honking noise. And that disgusting laugh.
He ran forward and Happy saw…
MacJovial stood above a grinder right beyond a higher level in the cave. A man with a clown mask and a honky horn with that ball you squeeze. Every time he honked, one of his cult members would force stuff a dead child into a grinder, of which a special device, a Soulamabob, would absorb the Soul, and an Organajig, would build a mascot suit out of the ground organs, where finally, they would make a Mascot, a species of eldritch creature powered by the Human Soul. He smiled, as his cultists prayed to some sort of jellyfish mural and painted themselves with the blood of children, dancing around the fire and swaying their bodies around.
Happy Hornet reveals himself to the men and women.
They all scream and begin staring at Happy, who sees his drone-cog in MacJovial’s hands.
MacJovial gives a loud cackle. “Aw, Happy! Finally joined the food industry?”
“Go FUCK YOURSELF, UNCLE MAC!!!”
MacJovial removes his mask. He sneers and reveals a normal-looking man.
“Ah, come on, kiddo! WHEN I HEARD you came here, I just couldn’t believe it! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!“ he shrilled. “Everyone in this town except the children are like… My bitches!”
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“I FUCKING KNOW!!!”
“Cept for that one guy… Fred I think. That guy had a shotgun!”
“I FUCKING KNOW!!!” boomed Happy.
“So. Come here to finish the job, eh?“
“I came here to kill you for KILLING MY DAD AND BROTHER!!!”
“I’m the Head and CEO of fucking Happy Hornet’s Food Enterprise! Why the FUCK will I DIE, HEH!?!!? HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Happy Hornet sighs and takes out the shotgun. He began shooting at the men and women charging at him, screaming and shrieking like apes.
Happy kept on shooting at them.
“ALL HAIL PRAED SHIVUS!!! WHOM WE HAVE WILLINGLY GIVEN OUR LIVES TO!!!” yelled the men and women all having their bodies grotesquely transforme into eldritch unspeakable horrors. “Oh, how we have our ways with her!” they smiled. “The great jellyfish in the sky will scorch the Earth… Let us feed it as many children as possible!!!“ They smiled in unison as Happy roars, running out of shotgun shells, He grabs his sticks and beats them all down, bludgeoning them.
Happy, however, is outmatched, and brought to his uncle, dropped before him.
“I studied alchemy, Happy. For years, now. You, really fucking thought you could kill your uncle? Your Dad got suspicious of me. I had to take care of him. You should fucking know that.”
Happy just stared at him without remorse, being held down by his men.
MacJovial smiles and began stabbing him. He slowly slits his throat, as blood gushes out. MacJovial smiles and begins stabbing him over and over, but sees that Happy isn’t struggling at all. MacJovial angrily beats him
MacJovial turns to one of his goons. “Hey. C’mere. Wanna see if it still works.”
The goon approaches him and he stabs his penis off, as he screams in horror.
“Yep! Still works!”
“I’m enhanced…” growled Happy.
“Oh wow. Splooge, huh? You’re an Infected? FUNNY!!!” MacJovial keeps on stabbing him, even peeling his face off with the knife, only for MacJovial’s smile to go away.
Inside Happy’s face is a cybernetic animatronic endoskeleton, whirring.
“Jesus Christ… What the hell did you do to yourself?” asked MacJovial. “Eh! You win some, you lose some!”
“Life?” asked Happy.
“Mhm!” MacJovial tries stabbing his head, but the knife breaks. “Huh… Reinforced graphene. Amazing.“
MacJovial smiles. “What’s this for, then? I thought it was some sort of phone…”
Happy smiles. “It’s a Drone Cog. Insert it in your chest and you gain the power to summon my drones.”
“You fucking dumbass. Welp!” He inserts the cog in his chest and the drones emerge from his skin. “Any last words?”
“Yeah. You win some, you lose some,” smirked Happy, as the drones began drilling out of MacJovial’s skin, causing his goons to scream in pain as well. “Of course, the drones will do that, and not only that, they’ll remain loyal to me. They just consider your Soul as a battery for them to work…” He grabs the cog, pulling it out. For a moment, MacJovial gives a sigh of relief, but Happy installs it back in his chest, as the screams continue.
Happy then pushes his uncle into the grinder, causing all of the goons to be turned into essentially ground meat, starting with the melting of their heads, then down to their bodies, in a disgusting horrific fashion kinda like melting ice cream. They jolted and moved erratically, trying to grab Happy’s legs but Happy, whose face was half robotic, just gives a smile with his flesh face, while the screams of anguish and wheezing and howling continued in the cave’s walls. “Music to my ears…” he smiled, before dancing around in the cave’s heights..