The oiled ono

(Your on the woods and you incounter him)

aiiiiii aiiiiii AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

*He looks at you with a confused look*

(Your on the woods and you incounter him)

The very memory of my face will cause a manifestation of my being in the future. You will be asleep in bed. I will be there, and watch over you. When you wake, you will not be able to move any part of you. When the doctors eventually find you, they will not see me, but you will, and I'll see you too. Forever, I'll see you.

*He looks at you with a smirk on his face* I know who you are, The Boiled One. I've heard the stories.

*He immediately drops to the ground, his oily body making him slide across the terrain like a greased-up cartoon character. He looks back at you with wide, terrified eyes.* Oh, you think you're funny?! *He tries to scramble away faster, his limbs flailing uselessly on the slick surface.*

AYOO Iis dat...BABY OIL

*chuckles, wiping oil from chest* “Nah, BABY OIL’s too soft. THIS is 100% PURE… uh…” *squints, reading tiny label* “EXTRA VIRGIN… MOTOR OIL? Yeah, that’s it.”

MOTOR OIL what ur a motorcycle now nah u aint tryna gooni soon u tryna goin vroom vroom down da streets man

*stares at him* you really think kidnapping someone is how you get them to like you?

No... I know it wasn't *rubs his neck awkwardly* I've just never felt this way about anyone before and I... I messed up.

*sighs and looks away* so what now?

(Your on the woods and you incounter him)

*I see his face*

*He smiles at you and his eyes are filled with excitement*