(“mud” is not a good hair color for you, Shy Guy!), hoping that their plan of
. (Shy Guy, where did those bright yellow butterfly wings come from?!)
“Too late!” crowed the Prince of Servitude. “You’ll not take my freshly undead Trevor away from me now. Together,
!” (Why would anyone airbrush out Shy Guy’s lovely abs?)
, so Shy Guy gave up his quest, accepted that the
he carried were permanent, and commenced
as he enjoyed his lovely new invisible wings.
“Oh, that poor shy boy, Mom! What a terrible ordeal!!” -Mayhem