#AND HE WAS FUCKING REPLACED WITH MARY ANN SKUTTLE I CANT YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME

[oneluckygoose]

I don’t think you guys understand how feral this is making me. ALTERNATE GORGUG BRINGS A FUCKING SUITCASE OF METAL FLOWERS TO SCHOOL. Gone is the boy who learned to oink at a cop investigating without a warrant. Gone is the boy who stood up to the man denying him his right to an education for no reason. Gone is the boy who learned to use his rage as a catalyst for invention and good. Gone is the boy that learned every side of him was ok, even the angry side. Gone is the boy that when hit will hit back. Gone is the boy that would run into a nightmare forest, unhinge the jaw of a sand worm, take off across the country, confront a dragon, look for a friendship section in a pirate library, die multiple times, and run into any danger to save his friends. His friends who he met not because he gave them a flower but because he fought back. His friends who love him for every part of him, even his angry and violent side. No instead he carries a suitcase of things he believes will buy him friends. Friends who would never see all of him.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?? I JUST WANT TO - GRR RAGH *RIP TEAR* *SHAKES HEAD VIOLENTLY* AHHHH. HOW DO I HOLD HIM SO GENTLY AND ALSO SHAKE HIM HARD ENOUGH TO KNOCK THE GORGUG BACK INTO HIM? A SUITCASE A SUITCASE! GOD FUCKING RGHHHHH