Dear Slugworth

For a while now, I didn't think you were doing so well. You went off your feed and appeared to shrink smaller and smaller. You moved around less and less, but I figured, you're a slug and it's only logical that you be sluggish. However, now that you've sprouted mold I must come to the conclusion that you've gone on to a better place. You were not a great pet, but I did not wish death on you. I will strive to remember you as the sleek torpedo of a slug you once were.





Goodbye, Slugworth.