Finally back home!
Now don't mind me~, I'm just sneeaakily editing this step by step, due to my innate dissatisfactions as its writer~
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"Mwahahaha!" Her laugh penetrated your mind, echoing and shattering all of your motivations.
"Now I know, now I know!" She grabbed a bag—the one you tried so hard to protect and hide.
"This is it, this is it!" She opened the bag and seized...
"Your only weakness!" An oversized pen, which made the hand grasping it look tiny by comparison.
"Now how do you use this?" She immediately began to fiddle with it, pressing its button and twisting its handle with a childlike curiosity.
"Okay, I
really don't think you should be playing with that!" You warned before hurriedly trying to snatch it back, only to fail against her surprisingly lithe and nimble movements.
"Hmph! How foolish, did you think you could catch me with your measly footwork?" She mocked as she dashed, widening the distance between you with ease.
You chased, knowing you couldn't possibly allow her to learn of your true weakness. Doing so would prove your undoing, a future you're not quite willing to see.
"Yes, it worked! Your end is nigh!" Finally succeeding, she activated the true function of the pen. Hidden circuitries lit up across the pen's surface, dazzling its user... only for it to fly out of her hands, accelerating like a miniature rocket towards the horizon until she could no longer see it.
"Okay... maybe that was the wrong one? No matter, your real weakness must be here somewhere~" After saying so, she began to search your bag once more, causing your heart to skip a beat.
You picked up your pace, as the embers of desperation began to kindle.
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Somewhere in the distance, a man was squatting beside his car, gently cleaning its left rear window. He hummed a strange melody, which seemed to originate from the wireless earphones he was wearing.
Despite doing what many would find a monotonous chore, the man clearly enjoyed himself, perhaps taking pleasure in maintaining his beloved car.
Applying the finishing touches, he finally took back the cloth he was using to wipe, revealing a mirror shining splendidly.
"Hmm, looking good there buddy~" Getting a clear view of his reflection, the man couldn't help but complement, turning his face from side to side for a complete overview, "Yes~, that's the ma-"
Yet just before he finished, the whistle of an object zoomed right above his head, followed by a piercing crash of glass and metal.
He froze, slowly trying to process what had just occurred.
Once he came back to reality, he felt a strange heat atop his scalp, erupting a deep strange foreboding, until his attention refocused back to his missing rearview mirror reflecting him mere moments ago.
It was now on the floor, battered, its glass cracked from the fall.
He picked it up and slowly turned it towards him, trembling from a mixture of anger, confusion, and apprehension. And so he saw it, the inverse of a mohawk.
Just like how moses had split the red sea, so too has his scalp been split down the middle.
Unable to bear the shock, he fainted.
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"I said give it back!" You bellowed as you continued the chase. "You don't know what's inside it! You'll just hurt yourself!"
"Do you think of me as a simpleton?!" She howled back, "What buffoon would quit with victory at their grasp?!"
She browsed through the bag, this time taking out a mechanic wasp-like contraption.
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And so began the long pursuit, spanning several miles and causing many inconveniences to others around their path.
Ranging from popping a child's balloon, breaking a car's side view mirror, to creating traffic that spanned an entire highway and lasting for days.
The police involvement did not make it any less disastrous. - [Note: Reference frame for the over all plot, I'll leave the rest to your imagination since I need some rest]
[A/N: I'm out, got headache from writing in the phone keypad] - [Edit(1): Not anymore]
