вЂњUhhвЂ¦вЂќ Was all he could muster as his eye twitched slightly. Jim quietly stayed dumbfounded, mouth agape as he realized the bullet, both metaphorically and probably literally, he just avoided. вЂњHELL YEAH I WANNA PRANK SOMEONE!вЂќ Gene shouted out with a disturbing about of glee behind his tone. Finally though Gene looked back up at his young co-hort and over exaggeratedly pointed to Jim. вЂњDo IвЂ¦ want to prank someone вЂ¦ WITH YOU?!вЂќ Gene asked, stumped for a moment before sinking his head down, his hand clenching into a fist on top of the desk with made Jim quietly began praying to any deity that would listen to him for mercy. Gene paused for a moment, dumbfounded by what Jim had just asked. вЂњWell umвЂ¦.вЂќ Jim felt like he was barely putting a plan together before he finally blurted out a scapegoat, вЂњYou want to prank someone with the candyf?!вЂќ вЂњIвЂ™M SORRY GENE I WAS JUST WANTING TO DO A HARMLESS PRANK IвЂ™M SORRY IвЂ™M SORRY IвЂ™MвЂ¦.вЂќ Jim paused, taking a moment to try and think his way out of the mess he was now in. He kept his mouth shut out of fear of death.

вЂњMY FAVORITE CLOTHES GOT ALL STRETCHED OUT AND I THINK I HEARD WOMEN LAUGHING AT ME!вЂќДЄlthough Jim, for the briefest of moments, considered noted on that last part it wouldnвЂ™t be the first time women laughed at him. вЂњDO YOU REALIZE HOW EMBARRASSING THAT WAS?!вЂќ Gene flipped out on Jim with, immediately standing up from his chair as he planted his hands firmly against the desk. вЂњI mean, it was good advertisement if you think about it вЂ¦вЂќ Jim felt the cool breeze slide against the sweat pouring off his forehead. Gene immediately cut him off, вЂњSo you thought itвЂ™d be funny to make me eat said candy and end up flying around the city as a giant balloon that everyone could clearly see?вЂќ вЂњI was working on a way to go out into space andвЂ¦вЂќ вЂњ Jim began before nervously audibly gulping. вЂњSoвЂ¦вЂќ Finally Gene spoke up, вЂњYou made a candy that causes someone to inflate huh?вЂќ Gene sneered at Jim, who only quietly nodded in an immediate response. Tap, tap, tap, the single noise brought on a sort of Chinese water torture effect that was screwing with JimвЂ™s psyche deeply and he wished Gene would either just say something or just shoot him already! All he heard was the rhythmic tapping of GeneвЂ™s index finger against the oak desk as Starwind glared so deep into Jim that the young man swore Gene could telepathically kill him at that moment. As Jim for the first time in a while began to see his own mortality in front of him. Jim Hawking only sat in a chair near a Gene Starwind who was, for a very simple explanation, was quite pissed at him. The room seemed like a vacuum of noise was in effect, as the office of Starwind and Hawking Enterprises was eerily quiet.

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