Quinn tried to snap his binds with his teeth. Little effect was done. Effort would not help here. Quinn squirmed, sweating profusely. He slid a little! Quinn continued the squirming, sliding out. Soon enough, he popped out like a newborn. Waffle King was having none of it. He streaked down, breaking th sound barrier. Quinn barely dodged, taking a deep cut to the back. Waffle King circled back around, eyes honed in. He would not miss this time.

Quinn stood still, waiting. Someone was going to die, at this moment. Waffle King aimed the spear directly at Quinn`s heart. Quinn chopped the spear in half, grabbing the front end. He quickly turned it around, and stabbed Waffle King. He stood, in shock, of what just happened.

"We`ll see who`ll leave alive!" threatened Waffle King. He strained at effort, pulsing his maple veins.
"You`ll be trapped for generations!" Waffle King exploded a syrup coffin and trapped Quinn. Waffle was no more, but what about Quinn?

Luckily Mystical Zoey was passing by, hunting for pickle worms.
"NO WAI, A GIANT PUDDING POP!"
She ran to Quinn`s trap and promptly began licking.

To be continued.