Note: This is a work of fiction. This was written as a response to the writing prompt from “712 More Things to Write About”. The prompt is: write about a conversation between two people.
Duterte: Bongbong, kailan ba natin papatayin si Leni?
Bongbong: Huuuy, huwag naman. Yan yung mali na ginawa ng nanay ko. Nag-create kami ng martyr noong pinatay namin si Ninoy. Ganito nalang, gamitin natin yung mga trolls para siraan si Leni. Tapos, kapag wala nang pakialam ang mga tao sa kanya, puwede na natin siyang patayin.
Duterte: Gusto ko na siya patayin! In six months, papapatay ko na siya kay Bato!
Bongbong: *sweats profusely* *thinking* Sheeeet, paano na?
Duterte: *eyes narrow* Silence means yes.
Bongbong: Duterte! Anong ginawa mo? Nasa EDSA tuloy silang lahat ngayon!
Duterte: Lintek, at nadaplisan lang pero nasa ICU. Padadala ko yung mga galamay ni GMA sa St. Luke’s. Papaturukan natin siya.
Bongbong: Tumigil ka naaaaaaa!
Duterte: *tumayo* *towered above BongBong* Ano? Gusto mo ikaw patayin ko? Ha? Ha?
Bongbong: Mamamatay ka rin! Mamamatay ka rin! Malapit ka na! Alam naming lahat! Hindi kami naloloko ng derma story mo!
Duterte: Lintik kang gago ka eh. *Bang!*
Bongbong: Dad, ikaw ba yan?
Ferdie: Hello son! Welcome to hell. In fairness, mas malamig dito kaysa sa Pilipinas. Let’s enjoy! Your mom will soon be here.
Bongbong: Sheeeet, basta huwag lang si Duterte.
Ferdie: Haha, asa ka pa. Dito rin pupunta yun. But, no worries, son. I’m the top dictator here. Kaya ko siya.
Bongbong: Omg, dad, you’re my hero.
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