Jessy looked at Brock. His face was showing fear. But it was also showing pleasure. Jessy thought, "He saw what I did to Turtwig and Chimcar, and now he want to be inside my breast. Well I am not going to give him that satisfaction."
Jessy aimed the gun at Brock and pulled the trigger. The gun went off. In a flash Brock was gone. Where he once stood, was now a stick of rock candy. Jessy picked it up and ate it.
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