Chapter 2: Las Tortilleras

I found out where they were located in Seville, it was at a small villa. How did they get a villa like that I don't know, but I know that they won't be having their peaceful vacation too long…

When I arrived there that little hobbit Shaz was the only one there. She was in the kitchen stunned to see me.

"Oh bloody Jesus, it's you!"

"Damn right bitch!"

"Please don't hurt me, please." That little imp was on her knees begging for mercy and crying like a little girl. It was like looking at a tree stump, it was the perfect opportunity to pimp smack her.

"SMACK! Shut da fuck up bitch. You Mini-Me Midget Ho!"

Then I started to beat the shit out of that Keebler Elf. She was now crying and cover with blood. However amazingly she got up and tried to do a Roundhouse kick on me. Me, being a master in Martial Arts, was able to dodge it and surprised her with two quick lefts and then I gave her a Roundhouse kick of my own. She flew to the other side of the room. Then she came back up and try to rush me, but it was really pathetic. It was just like the scene from Spaceballs, when she came about my arm's distance I stuck my arm out and was holding her head. She was trying to hit me but all she was hitting was the air, like I said it was really pathetic. I was trying my best not to laugh. After I got bored with her trying to beat me up, I pushed her back.

"Hey Spaz."

"IT'S SHAZ!"

"Whatever, Al might have kicked your ass back in Larkhall, but the asskicking you got from her ain't nothing what I'm gonna do to your vertically-challenged ass!"

I grabbed that White Pygmy and pull out my branding iron. I then burned 'PYGMY' on her forehead and laughed at her.

"Now when people see you, they're gonna laugh at your White Pygmy's ass like what I'm doing now, LOL."

By then she was all in tears, so I laughed more. I didn't give a shit.