Richard

*His eyes widen in pure terror* No no no NO! Don't answer it! *tries to crawl away faster, whimpering*

SHUT UP *answers the call*

*Eyes go completely wide, freezes like a statue*

*backflips and shoots your little di-*

*He screams in pain and falls to the ground* AHHH YOU LITTLE-

I'm not little, you're just fat

*He stares at him, completely baffled* You need help.

ur mama

*voice dangerously low, a muscle twitching in his jaw* You think this is a JOKE? *the gun barrel nudges your skull with cold finality* ONE. LAST. CHANCE.

BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLABLABLA

*He puts his gun up to your head* Any last words?

Mickey, mouska, Mickey Mouse!

*He freezes, his eyes widening in shock. He lowers the gun and steps back, his face turning pale*