Harold was extremely confused at this point in time<br/>there was a little cute ball of fuzz with a fish<br/>a guy who quite frankly seemed to be... erm... Social-phobic<br/>and to top off he had been tripped by the little ball of fuzz and was lying ontop of Holly<br/>"well this is akward...." he got up and helped Holly to her feet<br/>he decided to go and find the little fuzz-ball... perhaps give it somthing to drink, it looked thirsty<br/><br/><br/><br/>Raynor was about to leave his apartment when he was tripped up by a Fuzz-ball, he got up and saw some men go after it<br/>"Hold up"<br/>they turned around<br/>"what'ya chasin' that there critter for?"<br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"The little Heathen stole a fish!"</span><br/>"aaaand your point is? Its an animal, it can't be heathen for one thing"<br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"heh... you don't know much do you?"</span><br/>"well, your about to know alot more about death"<br/>he rushed up to one of them and punched him square between the eyes<br/>four others continued to chase the fuzz-ball<br/>the rest of them sorrounded him, he pulled out a Colt '45 and shot one, he ducked as another two jumped at him and tripped a third<br/>"I ain't even breakin' a sweat"<br/>He then ran after the other men who had continued the chase after the fuzz-ball<br/>he usually didn't get involved in stuff to do with animals... but, these guys, looked alot like the guys in the dream he had. He continued until he came to this house where the fuzz-ball had rushed into, two of the men were about to go in<br/>"Hello, boys" he jumped ontop of one and shot the other in the head, he strangled the one underneath him<br/>he got up and went around to the other side of the house to take care of the other men.