"What-" Hank said as he saw Tricky. "HAAAAAAAANK" Tricky yelled as his face went blank and his skin green. Hank screamed as loud as he could, and awoke to severe pain. "Holy fuck." Hank said as he held his head in his hands. "H- hank? Are you okay?" Tricky asked him. "Oh, yes. I'm alright." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure." "Okay then."
"Tricky, you slept for over a day. How hard were they making you work out there?" Hank asked. "Erm... Recently, we've been short staffed, which means I've had to work extra hours. It's been like that the past few days, and I haven't been able to get much sleep." Tricky replied.
"Oh, that sounds horrible." "It's alright, at least I get paid." "Yeah, I guess." Hank said. "Well, I should get home. Bye, maybe we could hang out another day?" Tricky asked. "Yeah, maybe we could." Hank said.
As they both walked down the stairs and approached the door, Hank opened it. "Well, see ya soon." Hank said. "Hank?" Tricky asked. "Hm?" "C- can I hug you?" "Sure?" Tricky hugged Hank. "Thank you." Tricky said. "Yeah, no problem." Hank said. Tricky got in his car, and drove away.
Hank closed the door. He felt happy. He walked over to Sanford and Deimos' room. "I wonder why they haven't told me yet." Hank thought to himself. "Alright, you two, get up." Hank said. "Wh- huh?" Deimos said sleepily as he awoke in Sanford's arms.
"Uhh, hi." Sanford said. "So can you two explain what's going on?" Hank asked. "Well, we're..." Deimos said. "We're dating." Sanford said.
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Visions of Madness||Madness Combat Fanfic
फैनफिक्शनhaha madness if hank was less insane I was inspired to write this book by my friends, sorry if I don't update very often. The idea for this book was a shower idea! I was bored and I like madness combat.
