Tales From October Volume II

And knowing what he knew
He tore the right glove
As that was the one
That wasn't quite right
And would but make for trouble

"What are you doing you fool?"

"Saving my life Streede, you're trying to kill me. What do you think I'm doing?"

"Ensuring our deaths if it goes critical you idiot."

"Well if you'd tested the gloves more thoroughly before using them in an angry attempt on my life, this wouldn't be an issue."

"And if you weren't such a frustrating henchman, I'd not have had a need to kill you."

"There was no need Streede, just your lack of patience and your frustration at your lack of success as a nefarian."

And Tykyn struggled to his feet
Still feeling beat
But the sight of the glove
But crackling away
And the other two
Just arguing there
Got him moving much faster
As he wanted no part of this disaster

"Give me the gloves before it explodes."

"No!!!" They both shouted in unison. "I can stop the explosion." Streede continued more calmly. "But, take Bob, in case I cannot stop it."

"What? No Streede, I can help you stop the glove from exploding."

"You're both crazy, give me the glove and you'll both be safe."

"No, this is my work and I won't lose it to a strordinaire."

And with his anger rising
He lunged At Tykyn
As he drew in the air
And wallopped him well
With the power of the working glove