He frowned. "Did you make that one up?"
"Which one did you choose?"
"Done yet?"
"If you want to."
"Mental torture."
"He's your puppet."
The strings retracted back into his hands once he was in his room. "How do you want to start?"
He made him punch his own stomach. "You want to try that again?"
"Won't even put up a fight. What a pathetic little puppet."
"And you should know what our definition of 'play' is."
"You're too slow."
They burrowed themselves into his flesh and yanked him the rest of the way.
His puppet strings came out of his hands and went to hunt down Sora.
"Want to go where he is or have him come here?"
"Want to play with your puppet while I do that?"
"Not anymore."
"She's jealous of us?"
"Have a child with Chaos and teach Garnet."
"All I said was that Garnet was at school."
"You remember when she roared at us for no reason."
