Jevin was working on his elytra shop, when he heard a loud call. "ANYONE SEEN JEVIN?"

"Oh God," Jevin muttered. "He's here." Jevin hadn't thought he would come this soon. Yes, he had stolen Pam, but it was just another mooshroom. He could get one from those few hundred others on one side of the island. Guess Ren couldn't just do that, then. He's the sheriff, sure. But he certainly could pay Jevin out.

Jevin poked head out, seeing Ren, False, and Doc strolling around the shops. They were at X's honey shop right then, he could make it. He grabbed a handful of light gray concrete powder, throwing it on his head as he ran next door. 

In Impulse's Bedrock Breaking Shop, the powder finally sunk in, turning Jevin to a blue-gray color. He looked down at his clothes. His black pants had gray stains on them from mixing the concrete, same for his sweatshirt. He blended in nicely to the walls.

"Anyone here?" A British voice came in. Jevin froze.

"Nope, nobody right now."

"Okay, tell me if you see Jevin."

"I will," Jevin squeaked. How did he beat False that well? She surely wasn't that dim-witted.

He stood there for 10 minutes. 10 straight minutes of standing in the dark, scared out of his mind. Then, a silhouette blocked light from the doorway. The silhouetted man took his sunglasses off, a frown on his face.

"Well, there you are." Jevin's breath stopped. "I knew you would pick a bad spot to hide," Ren walked up to Jevin, continuing in his gravelly voice. "You thought you could trick Falsie so easily? Don't you know she's so smart?"

Jevin's eyes widened. "I'm sorry about Pamela, okay!?" He turned back to his normal blue color.

"Jev, a sorry call like that won't help the life you took yesterday." Before the slime could talk back, Ren stopped him. "No, nothing can help. No matter what, you get your time."

"No, I am not going. I am staying here til the end of time. You don't pay, you don't get a life." Jevin smirked. "Now pay up."

"Me!? I'm the one suffering with a loved one's death!" Ren's false American accent wore off in an instant as he pulled a picture of him and Pamela in a boat out of his pocket. "I loved her! You didn't, you murderer!"

"True," Jevin frowned. "But honestly, I don't care. You think that's cool?" 

Ren's face tied up in confusion. "The hell?  You think me loosing Pam is cool!?"

"Maybe," Jevin chuckled at how bad his attempt to throw off the conversation was. "But lookie here." he pulled a chunk of his head off, missing part grew back immediately growing back. He held it in his hand, showing it off to Ren.

"The hell?" He was clearly more confused than he could handle.

"Look." Jevin smushed the slime into Ren's face, flying off.

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"Ren?" Doc muttered, walking into Impulse's elytra shop to find a ridiculous scene.

Ren sat on the floor, light blue slime all over his face. He clearly was about to break down like a small child.

"The hell?" Ren squeaked.

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