Thread:Kat2wind2archer/@comment-26863232-20180211163904/@comment-26863232-20180529010137

"This is quicker.  No one can stop us.  No one,"  Master hisses, glaring at Goldy. "And there will be no one left.  Not even the one responsible for all of this." She lights the match and holds it dramatically high above her head.

Before Master sets the place ablaze, Goldy drops her ukelele and cat-jumps. She snatches the match out of Master's hooves, but accidentally touches the flame.

Goldy's on fire. Before the fire touches anything else, Cappy swoops in and picks up Goldy. He also gets set on fire. The two of them hurtle across the sky like a shooting star before splashing into the oil-paint ocean and disintegrating.

Master stares, before shrugging it off. "....Good riddance.  Both of them never had anything interesting about them, and I still have a box of matches."