Feel regret over blowing Kerri into a pile of blubbering goo and go and check to see if she's still alive (yeah, right!), but mostly cause you just want to laugh some more over what's left of her...
"WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED TO HER?!" you shout, cause,
since you're evil now, you shout just about everything, you see.
Suddenly, there is a violent tremor from behind (well, okay, so it's
not such a violet tremor, but, I mean, come on, you're not paying that
much attention, okay). Then you feel a painful blast of
thermo-nuclear-phosphorescent power knock you onto your oh so evil
butt... IT'S KERRI!!!! SHE'S BACK!!! AND SHE ISN'T HAPPY!
You thought YOU were all powerful evil and carrnate, well, mister, you
ain't seen nothin'! This kid [Kerri] is, like, TEN FEET TALL now,
with big, bulging arms (which, naturally, don't look so flattering on
a girl) and huge, muscley thighs (or is that just cellulite?)!
So, anyway, she picks up your sorry evil can and hurls you across the
beach. You rise, thinking you're so big and tough, but then she
raises her six foot stiletto heel on your pathetic self and you -like
a smart little super villan- start high-tailing it out of there!
BUT! She IS ten feet tall, after all, and only a few steps for her
catch up to you and she starts beating the crap out of you for
blasting her to cosmic space dust earlier. After she throws you one
final and awe-inspiring time, you fly, screaming, across the
distant horizon, never to be seen or heard from again!
...Well, I bet you're SORRY now, you evil little weakling, you!...
...You return to the horrible sight where you blew the mess out of
your poor friend Kerri (poor, poor, pathetic girl), only to discover
that she is no longer there!
