Bob stepped out of the wall once more, and teleported the bracelet to some place quite far from him. He decided Mr Shouty was definitely not a friend. Luckily, he'd been able to melt out of the field. Sighing, Bob sat down on a large sofa he made, blocking the entrance. "Mr Shouty. Stop ordering me around, You forget that I'm not helping your organization because I care about you. Although you do look like you'd be a great kisser. But it's because you asked really nicely. So if you're going to be mean, I'll turn this entire facility into bubblegum." Bob let the threat hang in the air, managing to pokerface for two entire seconds, before Laughing, and teleporting off to prevent his recapture. There was no way Mr Shouty was listening to his threats, but he had to do it at least once. He'd listen from a distance. He'd left behind one of his ears under the floarboards, after all.
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