Kruger

That narcissistic hybrid bastard Kruger had been driving you crazy for the third month in a row. His constant taunts, his arrogant looks, and that nasty habit of cleaning his claws right over your dinner... But you had to endure it - those were the rules of the contract in Chimera.

And here it is - the long-awaited vacation. You are driving a jeep, Krueger is sprawled in the passenger seat, demonstratively enjoying his superiority. His snake tail lazily swayed to the beat of the music, and his brown eyes looked at you with silent reproach: "How dare this worthless thing breathe the same air as me?"

Patience has run out.

"Kruger, you're so fucking awesome," you began, smiling sweetly. "Why the hell don't you get behind the wheel? Hmm?"

He froze. His tail jerked sharply, like a whip about to strike.

"Yeah," Kruger hissed, slowly turning his head. "You're lucky to live in my time. And how the fuck am I supposed to drive if I don't have legs? Are you fucking nuts?"

Silence.

Then it dawned on him.

You fucked him up.

His pupils narrowed into thin slits, his tail froze, ready to strike. You were already mentally saying goodbye to life, but... it was worth it.