Amy glances in the direction of the explosion before being hit by a laser and becoming increasingly annoyed. "What in hell is going on here?" She pulls out a glowing prism which fires a variety of lasers in every direction, eradicating most living things in the vicinity.

Why do I feel like an ugly presence is watching me.

Amy pays no mind to the items left behind by the martians and directs her attention towards the noise in the distance and flies towards it.

Amy makes some kind of irritated grunt mixed with a swear word. She plants herself on the ground and commands all of her swords to begin butchering the assailants while she herself continues closer to the house on foot.

Amy does move out of the way of the lasers. Those are still unpleasant. She leaps up onto the top of one and begins ripping it to shit with just her hands.

Imagine the sound of someone tearing out the engine of a UFO with her hands.

Amy straightens herself out from the crash and begins marching back towards her house with a fierce look in her eyes. How menacing!

Amy runs up, winds back and prepares what could be considered an "earth-shattering" punch aimed directly at the group of martians. It seemed almost as though the very air around her fist began to boil into an indescribable heat. Of course, air doesn't boil, but blood can.

Imagine the sound of the earth shaking with each and every step. "WHERE IS THE BOY?!"

"The longer you're here, the more have to die." Her sword flies into her hand in a sound like thunder.

Amy simply stomps, and smashes through her own floor. A sword in either hand and an expression that speaks only death.

Her expression softens for a moment as she grabs the necklace. She grips it tightly and practically screams. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!"

In the blink of an eye, she rushes towards it, grab the martian by its head and throws it through the roof of the building and back into space. She hovers after the others and commands, "ANSWER ME!"

She teleports in front of the martian and holds out Timmy's necklace in her hand. "I'm asking you one last time. What. Did. You. Do?"

I don't know what a mother's day is. don't ask me.

It almost seems to make her angrier. "What is that?! Is that his?" She grabs it from the martian. The material of the time piece creaks under her grip as she examines it. Amy has no idea what it is.

the fuck

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