So, as most probably don't remember, I wrote a story waaaaaay back about a guy who got stuck in Candyland. I deleted that story by accident so I quit doing it. This is part 2! He was a trained Marine, years of experience. He fought through Iraq, and he was fighting a giant gummy bear. These things were all over the place, raining from the sky, making this place hell. His life hell. He was part of the force called in to handle it. His squad was dead, and now that his gun was out of ammo, he soon would be too. He sprinted through the streets, running from the gummy bear, only to come to a dead end. "What a cliche end," I mutter to myself as I watch the gummy bear kill the man. I jump from the roof my candy-cane sword already out as I land right on top of the gummy bear. I feel my feet begin to sink in and laugh as I stab my sword through the gummy bear, the sword coming out right through the bottom. I swish my sword back and forth and with little effort the beast is cut in 2. I flex my large muscles and think about how my best friend, a friendly gummy bear, was slaughtered by the military. I reflect about how the girl who saved my life from a giant chocolate rabbit, was gunned down along with my friend. There, I made a vow to never, EVER, stop my war on the military, and the gummies. I pick up my sword and slide it into it's scabbard. I draw my top-of-the-line peppermint-firing gingerbread gun. I slowly slink around the corner, my finger on the trigger. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First story in forever, I just needed to get it out. Feedback please!