Prime Minister Eustace Bagge Articles: Stupid Damn Dog

Chapter I
Eustace had woken up upon the dirt road that he was left at after he had battled with Mr. Lynch himself. He had put everything he could into that battle, only managing to get the Mathematical Prophet's clothes slightly dirty with his Eternal Heart Attack ability. When the Prime Minister had opened his eye, he felt as if he was unbalanced, and he could not feel the right side of his body. It was then that he knew that he had been split in two, his other half being a mess of ashes and tattered leather from his combat armor. Why had Mr. Lynch spared his life? Was it because he was no longer a threat to Lynchinesm after being cut into two pieces? The Prime Minister also noticed that he was in his original form, and no longer within the disguise of Stan Smith. Eustace's thoughts were scrambled, barely remembering what had occurred and believing that it was only a vision. His eye widened when he realized something that stuck out from his mess of thoughts. His boiling fury toward Micheal P had been erased. How could this be? It surely wasn't Mr. Lynch that had restored his memories.

Eustace had been on the road for 20 hours more, it being nightfall now.

He was still incapable of movement, only his watchful eye being able to. He saw the night sky above him, and was tempted to insult how ugly the stars were, but he couldn't talk with half a gaping mouth. It was then when Mr. Toth had shown up to finish the job of Mr. Lynch. "Hurry up and slay me already. I am really getting tired of all of this." The Prime Minister was no more.