“Your commander, the one who decides all you do.” I turn back to the phone. “Or you could just make him forget.”
“Yo cal you gon be in some deep stew.”
"What for?"
“Idk he seems preeeetty mad at u.”
((*SHATTERS THE FOURTH WALL* WAZZZZZUP!?!?!)) "SON OF A-!"
“Yo boi!”
“Wow, let’s try that again.”
((Try what again?)) "WHY CAN"T I TALFLHJDSKCX ZPRIOVP{EK"
“Oof.”
((This is fun.)) "WHAFDFDXNAS DIBHNKXBZ YLKHXOU F DHSX!?!"
“Kinda feel bad for him.”
((Eh, he'll be fine.)) "I WWASFXGNE S A PSPKOXIAJKNHZBJMX"
“Wait, where’s my hospitality?” I get out some neat juice and biscuts.
((This is your magic realm, pal.)) He barfed on the biscuits. "I feel like crap..."
“Hey, don’t be so mean to him! We don’t want another rebellion!”
“That’s IT?”
"Even I think you should do better."
“Give him better stats or something.”
“Congrats on the promotion, little mortal!”
"Uh.... thanks?"
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