Monday, Mal’s basement base

Mal was having a nice little beauty sleep before it was interrupted by a clattering noise and a voice

”who the fuck puts a goddamn rowing machine on the stairs”

”I dunno, Phil, nor do I care, now help me move this thing already”

suddenly, Mal remembered why they left this neighborhood in the first place, the collision was moving into this place. And so, Mal told their thoughts to the world “darn” and the world- no Phil replied “ay, there’s someone down ‘ere, let’s gettem earl” and thus the battle begun.

Mal didn’t for those two to go down the stairs, grabbing the axe from their pack (because the author mentioned the ax in a past chapter, and wanted to use it) and dashed next to the stairwell, ready to cleave the next person to step through the door. Like earl, who got an axe to the gut. And an “aarhg phhucker” resounded as a confirmation.

Mal attempted to pull their axe out from its earl, but it wouldn’t come out because earl had pulled the axe from himself and used it to yank mal to the pair. Then, earl fell to his knees because removing the thing that stabbed you makes you bleed more.

despite earl’s folly, it was more than enough time for land a blow with his nailbat onto Mal’s shoulder. (bonk-scout tf2) the blow threw the disoriented mal to the floor with a thud, barely giving Mal any time to roll out of the way of the follow swing towards Mal’s prone body.

Mal retaliated with a kick to Phil’s shins with their steel tipped boots, causing him to stumble as mal scrambled up. not losing their momentum, Mal brought a knee to Phil’s face, which resulted in mal charlie horsing their knee on Phil’s thick skull.

seeing how their attack was ineffective, and scrambling for the knife on their belt mal was hit in the side of their stomach by a backhanded swing of Phil’s bat, ripping through their coat and scratching their flesh, causing mal to almost drop their just drawn knife.

mal then ducked, dodging a blow the the head, and receiving a knee to the face, (what comes around, goes around, mal) knocking them backwards, mal recovered and quickly sidestepped in attempt to dodge a cheap swing at their stomach, causing the blow to scrape the instead.

Mal then ran at Phil with the knife, driving it under Phil’s rib cage. Mal twisted and withdrew the knife, using the shock to stab Phil even more times. Phil hunched weakly, before mal pushed him to the ground, stabbing him over and over (Carl that kills people)

mal, busy doing reverse surgery, was too distracted to fully react to claw hammer nailing the back of their head from a bloody and shaking earl, who mustered “gotchya”

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mal opened their eyes to the new message from Saturday. Which read the same as before (so I’m not going to show it) except for one small difference, administrator039-A”s message now read

”sucker”

mal regretted not writing down the old message because now they might of missed something important from it, and would never know, like what was that about a cuckhold, was that important? Not right now, what was important was to prepare this house like it was the author’s favorite home invasion movie (no not home alone)

All in all, Mal had some work to do