This is
the old Hathaway Factory?*near the Hathaway Factory*
This is
the old Hathaway Factory?
I think
that is what the narrator just said.
I must
have not have seen it.
It is
right above you.
Well,
right now, you are above me.
Like I can
help that. Look up above the first you.
There
is more than one of me?
...nevermind.
My bad.
Yeah...
your bad.
Can we
get on with this?
Sis is
right. Let's go on.
The light has
to be in there somewhere.
Well duh.
Where
could it be?
Trunks and I
will scout the area above.
Agreed.
*flies off above the factory*
*flies off
above the factory*
What are
those foo's doing now?
Didn't you
hear them?
Shut up,
foo'. Since when does Mr. T listen to flying foo's.
I never
knew you listened to anybody.
You're
really asking for it, sucka.
Huh?
That's it!
*picks up Merlin and throws him helluva far*
Oh
nooooooooooooooooooooooo! *is thrown helluva far*
I don't
think that is enough.
You're
right. *runs into the factory and comes out with a large piano*
Oh yeah.
Hathaway was an old music factory.
So long
sucka! *throws the piano helluva far*
*is still
going helluva far* Boy, he threw me helluva far. *looks behind
him* Oh no. Piano at twelve o'clock! *makes swimming motions in
the air to help him get some speed, but the piano catches up to
him and hits him* Ow! *falls to the ground.*
Wow.
That is
something that will live in my mind forever.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
*crashed down on the ground* Ow!
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