The Great War

Chapter 4

"I set off towards the volcano behind Princess Trollestia's castle. Accompanied by the one, the only, Tom Brady.

"Yo, what's up piece of shit faggot? You better know how to catch if you're gonna be one of our recievers, faggot shit."

"Come on, Tom. You can't swear. We need to keep this PG-13." I replied.

"Oh, my fucking god, you got raped twice, and you're telling me to keep this PG-13? Cunt ass donkey boner."

"Ugh! Whatever. Can you just stop making fun of me?"

"Whatever, cocksucker."

"Patriots suck.." I muttered to myself.

"What was that!?!"

"Nothing. Nothing."

"Yeah, that's what I thought, pussy!"

We were at the foot of the volcano's side entrance when Tom spoke up.

"Yo, fag. If we don't make it out of this... I just want to let you know... You're a faggot."

"Thanks... Tom. It's much appreciated." We then opened the door, and stepped inside. The sight we then saw was terrifying.