|Baby Show Kombat
Author: Weatherlord7 PM
All the MK characters, forced to be in the worlds of the worst baby shows on the planet. R&R and all that.Rated: Fiction M - English - Humor - Chapters: 10 - Words: 9,548 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 09-16-07 - Published: 01-20-07 - id: 3352425
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Baby Show Kombat
Kabal meets Caillou
Kabal, tired from his heavy drinking and cursing, set off to find a cigarette shop so he could get some smokes. Just as he was about to, Caillou's stupid ugly girly father stepped out. "Hi-ya, neighbor! Where are you off to?" Kabal growled, and just walked off. "C'mon, where are you going?" Kabal snarled, would this fucker ever leave him alone? "I know, you're going to get some candy, huh?" the wimp said. Kabal clenched his fists, he had enough, "TO GET SOME GOD-DAMNED CIGARETTES, OK?!"
Caillou's dad just stood there like the mongoloid he is. "We don't use language like that around here, and we CERTAINLY don't have cigarettes here," Kabal sat down on a stone fence, and just tuned out the pussy's rant, God, he sounded just like some friends of his, all the damn time, rant, rant, rant, cry, cry, life story, rant, rant, rant, Kabal was getting more and more pissed by each syllable that oozed out of the wimpy dumbass's mouth. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists until his fingernails punctured his skin. Finally, he got up. "ENOUGH OF YOUR COCK-SUCKING LIFE STORY!!!!"
He reached behind his back and unsheathed his hook-swords. He plunged them deep into the dirty ranting pansy, and started to edge upward. Splitting him open Candyman style, spilling his dumbass intestines all over the god-damned place. He took his guts, tied them around his neck, and used his body as a hammer-throw. Finally, he flung his gutted body out into the very distance. Continuing on his long journey to get some cigs, he met a drug dealer. HALLELUJUA!!!
Kabal finally found something better than cigs, POT! WEED! DOOBIE! HUZZAH!!!!! Kabal took his money out, and exchanged it for the calming drug. He lit it, and took in a nice deep breath. One puff for each killing he did here. That was quite a lot, considering the massacre done in the not-too distant town. Finally, after getting too high, he just took off his mask AND his clothes, and ran around naked, I mean, abso-frickin-luely naked, terrorizing the pussy-assed towns-folk and killing them all.