Number Five: Death by Kurt
A guy can only take so much. And being stabbed by the guy you hate, beat by the woman you love, eaten by some guy who is on the other side, and then run over with a wheelchair by the bloke who’s supposed to be protecting you is definitely too much. And so Scott Summers was left to sit in the corridor, and do the only thing a man can do in a situation like this.
Cry like a little girl.
“Yo, mein freund, dude!” A voice yelled from the ceiling. There was a *bamf* sound, and then another, and then a blue face with yellow eyes appeared about two centimetres from Scott’s face. “BOO!”
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrghhhhhhhh!” wailed Scott, and died instantly of fright.
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