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“The bored God sighed and watched as Thespius and Cobigail continued throwing a ball back and forth. They had been watched the pair for what felt like an eternity and couldn’t help but think about literally anything else they could be doing right now!”
Thespius caught the ball and looked over at Click Clack, throwing it back to Cobigail. “Do you want a turn, Clicky baby?”
Cobigail caught the ball and immediately aimed at Click Clack. “Catch, little rabbit!” She shouted, throwing it at Them.
“The God’s eyes widened as They tried to brace Themselves to catch the ball and..!”
Thespius and Cobigail winced as Click Clack’s narration was suddenly cut off with a sickening thud.
“‘MY BALS!’ the God wailed in pure agony.”
“Clicky!” Thespius ran over and picked Him up, cradling the miserable God in His hands.
“Sorry!” Cobigail apologized, wincing as She looked down at Them.
“Ngh…the God…wanted to go home now…” Click Clack wheezed, His narration unable to stop despite the pain.
.....HIS BALS..................................