The Secret Word

*Travis is making a cake when Garroth walks in*

Garroth: What'cha making, Travis?

Travis: A cake! But it's weird, I feel like I'm missing an ingredient...

Garroth- What could that be?

Travis- Hm, I don't know. Maybe sprinkles??? *grins*

Garroth- ...

Travis- ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Garroth- *turns into jury of nine form and strangles him* DoN'T yoU DaRe sAy tHaT NaMe AgAiN oR eLSe

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