Chapter 240: Helper?
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Back in the city (Yes, the city has obviously changed names over time, just I haven't thought of a new one.)
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For now, we'll be talking about a descendant of Gidley...
Well...
Technically a descendant...
He's more like a...
BRRRRRRRRRINNNG!!!
SHUT UPPPP!!!
Throwing a fist towards the alarm clock, it does absolutely nothing...
...
GODDAM IT!!!
My hand hurts...
\You may be asking who this is.../ (I'm gonna be using this \ and this / to symbolize the narrator for this part.)
\Well.../
\That's a great question.../
\His name is Hanky Hawthorne.../
\Yes, Hanky.../
\He's just an ordinary.../
\Uhhh.../
\High Schooler?/
Throwing a fit of rage, I once again punch the clock...
It goes flying into the nearby wall...
"AHAH!!!"
YES!!!
MY STRENGTH KNOWS NO BOUNDS!!!
No no...
I must keep it in control...
Muttering to myself, I begin my daily ritual...
First, douse my right arm with salt...
Then cover it with bandages...
Hmm...
Can't forget to wear my eyepatch!!!
\Oh right.../
\I forgot to explain.../
\He's got the Eighth Grader Syndrome.../