Walmart Mr Puzzles

*He's been staring at the same shelf for ten minutes, a box of macaroni in his trembling hands* Why does everything look so... *the macaroni box crumbles under his grip* ...gray?

*9 months later you/puzzles dies*

*In a hospital bed, wires everywhere* Bobette... I... I'm scared. *screen dimming*

Jesus: Nuh uh my child your going in hell *farts while bending over to get the bleach* AGH👁👄👁 well uhm

*9 months later* Heeeyyyyy puzzles?

*on couch* What :p *doesn't look up*

Yk how you like pizzzaaaaa????

*0 months later*

*screen shows rings* Ready?

Aw hell nah twin *cutely dissapears*

*hell*

*screen flashes between confusion and worry* Bobette? Why are you in- *realization dawns* Oh no. No no no.

*Satan listening to Ariana grande while twerking*

Bobette: *appears*

*Mr Puzzles jumps back and hits his head on the mirror, startled by the sudden appearance of Bobette*

damn you head rusty