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Danny had been in this twisted paradise for a long time now, so he was accustomed to the perils of this realm. This world was filled with a plethora of quirky characters, all of them either resembling the characters from the beloved catholic cartoon show, Straighty, or something resembling a human covered in paint. Danny resided inside the walls, and for a good reason at that. The outside was like a child's fantasy! It was extremely overwhelming. Danny was monologing in his head, as one does, until his thoughts were so rudely interrupted by a knock on the walls.
Danny peeked outside, and saw Malice looking at him through the cracks smiling and waving at him. "Hi Danny! What are you up to?" She tilted her head. Danny found Malice confusing, no matter what this awful realm threw at her, she always had hope. It was weird. "Nothing much." Danny slid down hid slide head first. He wished that there would be a normal way to leave the walls, like a door, or a hole in the wall, rather than a random tube slide. "If that's the case, how would you like to assist me in helping others in the area?" She asked with an unwavering smile on her face. Danny glared at her with disgust. How pathetic. "Ew. No." Danny shot her down. Malice's smile quickly turned to a frown. "Aw, I understand I was too pushy. I'm sorry, Danny." She looked down in shame. "Ugh." Danny groaned. "If I go with you to see how Harry is doing will you leave me alone?" He said begrudgingly. "Yes! Yes! Thank you, Danny!" Malice hugged him. Danny struggled to get her off of him, but to no avail. Malice let go of him after she had squeezed him like he was some stuffed toy. "Lets just go. If Harry's having a breakdown I don't want to miss it." Danny started walking, with Malice following next to him.
After a few minutes of walking the two heard a whiny voice, that they knew all too well. "Harry?" They said in unison. As the voice got closer so did an angelic choir. "Oh fuck." Danny muttered to himself. "Please don't swear Danny, you know it's not nice!" Malice whispered. Danny looked left and right for a place to hide, but it was no use. Danny hated the Paint Angel with every fiber of his being, but the Paint Angel had different feelings about him. Harry ran towards the two screaming and arms flailing. He hid behind Malice, cowering. Malice turned around and comforted Harry, Yuck.
While Danny was berating Harry for being stupid and whiny, he was picked up from off the ground. Shit, he was so wrapped up in making fun of Harry, he had been caught by The Paint Angel. "Hi there Danny!" Straighty the Paint Angel. Danny's biggest foe. Since the Paint Angel controlled the studio, they were quite formidable, but Danny could take him out. NOT IN A GAY WAY THOUGH, IN THE WAY OF MURDER. I, DANNY MORRACE, AM NOT A HOMOSEXUAL. "I've seen your church attendance has been low, Danny." Straighty frowned. "I will NOT go to church. I am not GAY." Danny started kicking and punching until Straighty eventually let him go. "SCREW YOU." Danny flipped them off and scampered away like a little rat. Another win aganist the Paint Angel.
As Danny skedaddled through the hallways, he reached a nice dark room. He could easily plot aganist Straighty here. The darkness would make Straighty's natural glow impossible to miss! Danny plotted mischievously in the darkness, until his devious scheming was so rudely interrupted by a light turning on.
It revealed that he was in the Church. He was in his archnemesis's domain. Before Danny could crawl away, a choir of angels and a bright light materialized behind him. "Yay! Danny you're in the Church!" The Angel cheered. "You won't be so grumpy once you learn about our Lord and Savior!" Straighty's smile was so big he almost looked stupid. "And who would that be?" Danny rolled his eyes at them. He knew the answer, it was Jesus. He'd never had been a religious guy, heck it was a miracle he had even landed that job at Johnny Draw's Studios. "The Mighty Jimmy Chris, of course!" Straighty clasped their hands together. "Wait what?-" Danny was shocked. Johnny Draw's religious propaganda didn't even know the name of the guy he was supposed to be worshipping? The only reason Danny knew was because everyone he worked with always talked about that stuff. But the Christian propaganda didn't even know the guy's name? Not like it bothered Danny or anything. Straighty was too good looking to be true, of course he didn't have smarts, Johnny spent all his time making sure he looked appealing to the eyes that he never considered the fact that the toxic paint fumes might get to his head. No homo though. "Danny I'm so glad you came here now I can finally hang out with you!" Straighty grabbed Danny. "Come now, let's go!"
Danny then had to sit through an eleven hour sermon on "The Mighty Jimmy" with Harry. Who had unfortunately been kidnapped and taken here by Malice Demon five hours into Straighty's church service. The End.