War Stories

Laz blanked out. He didn't know what he was expecting, but this wasn't even in the same plane of existence. So he kind of short circuited for a few moments. Then he had to come back to reality.

The old man seemed to be enjoying the joke, so much so that a smile was plastered on his face that wouldn't come off for a long time. He even reached over to grab the paper and rolled it up before writing dragon fist on it and trying to hand it back to Laz by hitting him with it a few times.

Laz's entire face twitched like he was experiencing the world's most nagging itch before he took the paper that Grandpa Chu had been hitting him with.

"You're not serious, are you?" Laz finally voiced the world yelling through his head.

"Yes. Quite serious!!" The old man responded back.

"Laz, try it first before you think it's not possible," Uncle Chu had just walked in the dinning area from the kitchen and took a seat beside the two.

"But... Uncle... This?" Was Laz's only reply.