Fiction: Lord of Destruction

"Well."

...

"How do you... feel?"

Good.

"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! HEEHEEHEEHEE. HUAHUAHUAHUAHAUAHAUAHUAHUA. HOHOHOHOHOH. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Can we do this, without the maniacal laughter?

"You released me for a reason. You know my flair for the theatrical. Drama. Comical tragedies, tragical comedies. I'm the best at what I do best. You're the worst when you're at your worst. We're two sides of the same coin. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE..."

Can it.

"But canned laughter is so... stale. I always like it fresh."

Suit yourself. We got a lot of work ahead of us.

"Ooohhh. All work and no play makes you a dull bastard. Huhuhuhuhuhu. Why don't you work, and I'll... play. Hahahahahauahuahuahuahahaha!"

"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! HEEHEEHEEHEE. HUAHUAHUAHUAHAUAHAUAHUAHUA. HOHOHOHOHOH. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"