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“Hand over the gender juice and no one gets hurt!” He threatened, pointing the gender-remover-nator at the person in front of him. He stared them down as they burst into tears “Please I have a wife and kids you can’t do this to me!” They cried as they continued to ball their eyes out. “Too late. Hand over the pronouns.”
They sobbed as they reached into their pockets “I-I only have they/he.” He nervously looked down at their gender juice. “Hand it over.” he kept pointing the gun at them. They did so but it accidentally fell onto the ground. “No! you got the gender fluid all over the floor!”
He quickly reached into his bag “Here take these. Your refunds.” He slipped the new set of pronouns into their hands. Fae looked down at it “Who’s…who’s pronouns are these? I didn’t have fae/faer as my pronouns.” Genderman shrugged “I don’t know, just picked them up from the street. Also uh sorry about your pronouns.”
The person nodded “It’s fine. But who-“
“Aha! Genderman strikes again! Until next time, kids!”