He shuffled with the sniper rifle in hand, the wedding was today, he couldn't mess this up.

You can't do this! You could hurt my sister, or my friends!
"Shut up would you, I know what I'm doing." When in fact he didn't. He had almost dropped the gun on the way up to the perch that he hadn't realized unveiled the whole wedding scene before him. "This should be easy, Just aim for the doctor. Right?" He muttered, unsure. "Of course when I need you to answer me you won't you're almost as bad as I am, except you don't dwell in the shadows. Ah whatever, let's just get this over with." he sighed. He aimed down his sights and he locked onto his target. He wore a bright blue hoodie. Couldn't miss him. Then all of a sudden as he was about to pull the trigger the Owner tried to make him throw the gun out of his hand instead it went off hitting another person as screams erupted from the hill.
"MADE YOU KILL! HAHA" He laughed as the owner screamed it hurt his ears but man was it worth it. "Made you kill! Made you kill!" He taunted over and over again. "Ha they say Humans are supposed to be smart. You aren't very smart though." the owner just grumbled something and then went quiet. "Also I think it's quite rude that you don't answer me when I have questions about you. I thought humans were very self absorbed." he continued. "I don't even know your name, owner."

Why would I tell that to you?

"Because that's the nice thing to do."

You don't even know what nice means you monster.

"You are right about the monster bit, but I do know what nice means." he responded.

You want to know my name?

"Yes, I would appreciate it if you would give me your name."
What have people been calling me?
"Owner if I remembered-" He started then he thought about all the interactions with people he really didn't care about. "Socks?" He asked. Owner stayed quiet, obviously meaning that he had gotten the answer correct.
"I think I like Owner more then Socks." he said honestly.

If you like that more than stick with it then. You've taken control of everything, that's not me speaking, that's you.

"Owner must you be so cryptic?" he asked. He glanced down at the gloved hands and rainbow socks that Owner had worn all the time.

Why do you keep calling me Owner anyways?

"Because you own this body I'm just borrowing it." He explained. Owner or Socks let out what sounded like a snort and went quiet again.

"Fair enough." he said as he pressed the button and the missile flew overhead.

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT LAFF!" Meme shouted, cradling Wiktora's body as he pointed at Laff in rage. His eyes were wild.
"It wasn't me mate!" Laff protested.
"You prepared the wedding, where was the security?" Meme retorted in rage.

"Socks called in sick, which makes sense for the ways he's been acting, and I thought Socks would cover it so I didn't call anyone else!" Laff explained, tripping over his words as he tried to explain. Putting his hands up in defense. Memes eyes widened. His hand waved to the burning village behind Laff.

"Well look, Socks is probably dead, his house was in the main part of the village." Meme snarled. Laff turned around and watched as the houses burned.
"Meme can we calm down." Blaza asked. Laff glanced at him gratefully.
"I say we throw him in the prison." Woolf snarled.
"He killed my mom! I agree with Woolf!" Nadwe shouted muffin grabbed his friend's arm but said nothing. Laff felt someone shove him from behind and realized it was Tbh. Woolf grabbed his arms and Meme walked next to him as they escorted him to the prison. He could barely see through the darkness but he could see a figure staring at the scene. The figure turned away and started walking in the opposite direction. He wanted to call out to the figure to help him, but it was already too late. He was shoved him on his knees into the prison. Laff glared at Meme standing up.

"I thought we were friends!" Laff exclaimed. Meme looked at him. Shaking his head slowly.

"Friends don't kill other friends Wives!" Meme shouted. " I bet if Socks was in charge of the wedding this wouldn't have happened." Meme snapped. Laff looked at him through narrow eyes.

"You don't know that!" Laff retorted. Meme bit his lip and turned around to leave. He stopped at the entrance.
"I hope I never have to see your face again."

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IM sorry its short but I made it in like

20 mintues

Ae

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