"No, I'm not," he snarls, punctuating his sentence by tossing the pipe just ever so slightly off to the side of Bunny's head as a warning shot. The chains draped around his waist suddenly seem to come alive, positioning themselves threateningly around Al as a sickly green glow emanates from his hands.
"So how's about we cut the coy bullshit before I decide you'd make better stew meat than conversation partner, and you tell me what exactly is going on here."
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Al isn't even going to go there.
"No, I'm not," he snarls, punctuating his sentence by tossing the pipe just ever so slightly off to the side of Bunny's head as a warning shot. The chains draped around his waist suddenly seem to come alive, positioning themselves threateningly around Al as a sickly green glow emanates from his hands.
"So how's about we cut the coy bullshit before I decide you'd make better stew meat than conversation partner, and you tell me what exactly is going on here."