The CWCville Tales Episode 10 - The Final Confrontation

Chris wakes up inside a prison cell alone. He stands up and hears a growling noise from outside the cell. The door opens as a creature enters the cell.

Chris screams as he looks at the creature. It is five times taller than Chris, with two heads, six legs and tentacles sprouting from its mouths.

Before Chris could run, the creature picked him up with one of its claws and thrust him against the cell wall. Just as the creature’s mouths opened and pushed their fangs towards Chris’s body, a chime was heard on the cell’s intercom.

“Shut down, Zogarth 3” comes from the intercom. As soon as this heard, the beast drops Chris and appears to shut down. Chris runs out of the cell and turns a corner to find Clyde, Pickle and Idea holding machetes.

“Oh don’t worry Chris.” Clyde smiles. “This is just a hint of what’s to come.”

Chris enters Trump’s office in shackles with a metal collar on his neck. Trump turns around on his chair as Chris comes in.

Trump grins. “Ah Chris, thanks for dropping by!”

“Well, I didn’t drop by, you just kinda abduct—“

Before Chris could finish his sentence, Trump smacks him in the face with his golden whip.

“Oh I got a whip by the way.” Trump says while Chris collapses to the ground.

“I’m really happy for you.” Chris replies sarcastically.

“Oh well done! I didn’t know you learned sarcasm!” Trump said with a patronising tone.

“Look, just tell me what you want!” Chris shouts at Trump.

Trump stands and says “I’ve decided it’s time to end this little feud between us. The only way I know how to end feuds.”

“Let me guess.” Chris interrupts “You’re going to nuke my city?”

Trump laughs. “Well yeah, but more than that, I’ve decided the only way to make sure I will control the world... is by destroying it all!”

Trump laughs manically while everyone else in the room stares at him.

Clyde interrupts “Uh, sir? Is that really what you want to do?”

Trump sighs “OK, first of all Clyde, don’t undermine in front of the spastic. Second, this is going to give me my ultimate dream of power.”

“But you wouldn’t have any power if we were all dead.” Pickle says.

Trump chuckles “Well I don’t mind not having any power. I just don’t want anyone else having any power.”

“I have a question, what does all this destroying the world nonsense have to do with me?”

“Honestly, nothing.” Trump responds “You getting killed is just a bonus.”

“Sir, what about all the work we did just to troll him?” Idea asks.

Trump waves his hand away “Ah, who cares? It’s my country.”

Trump walks towards Chris “It’s funny isn’t it? You do know why you were sent here to stop me?”

Chris sighs “To stop all the trollings and such. The agency sent me to do that.”

Trump laughs again “Holy shit, I didn’t even tell you about that!”

“Tell me what?” Chris asks.

“Well you know that old general guy who signed you up?” Trump says to Chris.

“Yes...” Chris replied.

“He’s not even a real general! That agency isn’t real either! It was all just a huge conspiracy to troll you.” Trump boasts. “And do you know why I did it?”

The General enters the room “Maybe I can explain that, Mr President?”

“No problem Andy, go ahead.” Trump replies “I like it when he explains things. He’s like my Basil Expedition.”

The General walks over to Chris and puts his hand on Chris’s shoulder “The only reason we did this... was to make you feel important for once... and then take it away.”

The General walks out the room.

Trump adds. “Probably should say he lied about the autism cure and sex change money too. After all that work, you get nothing. What a pity.”

Trump looks out his window “Anyway, I think we’ve done enough talking. Goodbye Chris, it’s been a real laugh.”

“I thought you were about to nuke us all.” Chris says.

Trump sniggers “Nah, I’m not even gonna give you the pleasure of seeing the fireworks. I want something with a bit of buzz.”

Trump presses a button on his desk, causing Chris to get electrically shocked through his collar.

Clyde, Pickle and Idea stare at Chris with a sense of pity surrounding them.

Clyde walks up to Trump “You need to stop this.”

“Are you serious? We finally get to kill him!” Trump barks.

“That’s not what we did, we don’t kill!” Clyde shouts.

Trump faces them all “That was your problem. It’s all changed since your trolling days.”

“What the hell do you mean?” Pickle says.

Trump snarls “It’s a sign you’re all just jealous of how irrelevant you’ve become!”

“Oh please! You’re the one who’s trolling Chris-Chan in 2018!” Idea shouts back. “How much of a loser does that make you?”

Trump turns to the desk and shuts off the shocker.

“You guys are right.” Trump says silently. “Maybe we should move on from the good old days.”

Trump opens a desk drawer, pulls out an Uzi and guns down Clyde, Pickle and Idea, killing them all.

Chris screams “Why did you do that?”

“Oh come on Chris, I thought you’d be happy!” Trump shouts. “I can find and kill all your past trolls! Bluespike, Surfshack Tito, the law rules of Virginia! I have them all!”

“Are you proud of yourself for doing that?” Chris snarls at Trump.

“Of course I am!” Trump smiles “Bit of advice, don’t give a morality lesson to a guy with no morals.”

Chris stands up “Before you kill us all, I just want you to know one thing.”

Trump ignores Chris.

Chris speaks again “I was told by a big chinned man to always stand up for myself and for once in my life do the right thing. I’ve realised now that the only way for me to be happy is to solve my own problems so I can find my own—

Trump shoots Chris in the shoulder mid sentence as he falls down.

“Boring.” Trump replies.

As Chris lies on the floor, he notices some objects coming towards the windows. Trump turns around to see and Sonichu, Rosechu, Wild and Punchy break through the windows and pin Trump to the ground.

Sonichu picks Chris up “Don’t worry Father! We’ve got you.”

“Sonichu! Y’all came here to rescue me!” Chris squeals.

“Uh yeah... that’s why we’re here.” Sonichu stutters.

Wild comes out from the desk with Trump’s hair in a bag “OK, got the hair now’s let get out of here.”

“Wait, what are you doing with his hair?” Chris asks.

“It may or may not be for some fetish stuff” Punchy replies.

As Chris and the hedgehogs are about to leave the office, Trump pops up from his desk, bald and screaming like a banshee.

“You think you can walk away from me?!” Trump snarls. “It’s time to do what I should have done long ago!”

Trump slams the nuke button on his desk. Nothing happens. He presses the button a few more times and nothing happens.

“Why isn’t the damn thing working?” Trump barks.

Rosechu tells Chris “Oh, it turns out he doesn’t have access to real nukes. The CIA just gave him the button.”

“Huh. That would have been useful to know before.” Chris says.

“We know, but we have to tie up the plot holes somehow.” Wild responds to Chris

Chris and the hedgehogs leave the room while Trump crouches in the corner of the room, sobbing.

Back in the mayoral office, Chris is writing in his journal.

“As I write, I realise that this series of events has taught me so much. I didn’t get what I wanted, but I feel I was given some incredible wisdom. I was taught not to believe everything you hear, always help people and never go back to something you can’t change. You can’t stay in the past forever. You have to look forward and be prepared to change. That’s what I have to do now. Move on.”

Chris finishes writing and walks onto his balcony, staring out onto his city below.

“Time for change.” Chris says to himself as he walks out of his office and turns off the light.