Chapter Twelve: Severed Lego

"Wheeeeeee!!!" muttered Pet unenthusiastically.

"Listen, no one cares about your bathroom habits!" snapped Jack snidely.

Pet crashed a hamster into Jack's face. "Let me goooo!" yelled the hamster whilst colouring in a moustache that lived on Jack's philtrum.

"You'd have thought its paws were too small to handle the pastels, but no," said Pet to Jack, who produced a knife to cut himself free from this world. He slashed madly at the air until a sliver opened with a cake-baking noise.

"Byeee!" he smugly preambled and ventured into the crevice.

"You're gonna get suuued," said the hamster, as though it were fat.

With Jack gone, there was nothing much to do for them other than continuing to plummet towards the magnificent suspension.

After paying too much at the halfway toll-booth they eventually landed breezily on The Great Hammock in the Sky.

"Welcome," boomed the hammock.

"Hallo," said the hamster and started grating some cheese on the hammock.

"You'd have thought its paws were -"

"Stop that!" resonated The Great Hammock in the Sky. "Look at what you are doing!"

The hamster ceased its grating and witnessed a most gruesome scene of which its little hamster hands could only dream. "I've made miscalculations of the gravest design."

Pet was not paying attention after he spent his last penny at the toll booth. "This is no time for tombstone talk."

The Great Hammock in the Sky silenced the silence that followed after Pet's sentence with a deep buzzing sound. It raised a space and pointed morosely at the awful mess.

The hamster tried not to look, but he had read the book.

Pet's eyes widened irresponsibly and saw the pieces of poor, mutilated severed lego lying sadly next to the flaming cheese grater of hell.

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