Pessimistic [Completed]

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Sorry this chapter took so long! I've been low on motivation, and watching to much youtube. Sorry if its bad. I'll try and get the next chapter out sooner, but it's probably going to take longer.

-+Keith's PoV+-

"Why were you out here in the first place?" I asked.
Pico looked like he'd seen a ghost, and he was paranoid.

"I needed fresh air."

"Why are you this far away from Nene's house?"

"I like alleyways."

"I passed plenty of alleyways on the way."

"You're incredibly nosey, do you know that?" He snarled.

I felt a pang of guilt.

"You won't survive out here if you're nosey. You get in people's business, you get fisted."

"What?!"

"I meant punched, sorry. Couldn't remember the word. What I'm trying to say is you'll get hurt."

"Oh. Alright. Just... come on. Let's go back."

He opened his mouth as if to disagree, but went against it. "Fine. I guess that's a good idea."

"So did you know that you're missing?" Pico snickered.

"Yeah. My mom must've reported me or something. I dont think anyone that I know would call me 'dangerous'."

"Yeah, you're about as dangerous as a mouse."

"Mice can be dangerous though."

"How? They're so small."

"The black plague."

"I dont know anything about history. Last time I was in a school, I was thirteen."

"Why?"

"Shit happens."

"School sucks. I barely made it through high school."

"I applaud you. I never got through middle school."

"Yeah, but you survived out on your own for years. If You hadn't found me, I would probably already be dead."

"Probably not dead, but maybe dying."

"Oh how you raise my confidence." I said sarcastically.

"I'm so charismatic. You would be crazy not to like me." He joked.

"Oh my gosh, so TRUE!" I laughed.

We sat in silence for a minute.

"What were you asking me if I saw earlier?" I asked.

His posture stiffened, and he shoved his hand in his pocket. "Well..." He looked behind him as if he was being followed. "We should hurry. It might come back." He started speed walking.

I was pretty much running to keep up with him.

"You didn't answer my question."

"I dont know what it was, but I don't feel safe out in the open. Who knows what that thing could do."

"What did it look like?"

"Pitch black skin, no clothes as far as I could tell, bloodshot eyes, raw pink neck, and a lemon for a head."

"You've got to be kidding. A lemon?"

"I'm serious. If you dont believe me, fine. But I dont want to be out here when that thing recovers."

"I'm sure it wasnt that bad."

"It tried to eat me. Its was one hundred percent that bad."

"Oh, was it going to turn you into soup? Mmm, Pico soup."

"Hardy har har." He punched me in the arm.

I tried to punch him back, but he grabbed my fist.

"Not so fast." Pico smiled.

Without thinking, I punched him with my other arm.

Unluckily, my aim sucks and I hit him in the nose.
"Oh- fucking bitch." Pico grabbed his nose, blood running down his face.

"Oh shit." I mumbled to myself.

"Stronger than you look, shitass."

"Th-thank you," I struggled not to laugh. "Penis."

"You sound like a sixth grader."

"You sound like a penis." I laughed. I dont know why. It was a stupid joke. I was probably tired. I had coffee earlier, but it was overloaded with sugar to mask the bitter taste.

"How do you know what a penis sounds like? That's a little sussy."

"I don't know, but it probably sounds like a murder in progress."

"What?!"

"Screaming."

"I sound like screaming?"

"You do?"

"Okay seriously. How much sugar did you put into your coffee?"

"More than necessary."

"Well obviously. You should have just had an energy drink."

"But I'm dangerous."

"No you aren't."

"If I drink a monster, I become the monster."

"I'm sure there are more brands."

The house came into view, the door still open. Did I close the door when I left?

I wasn't sure.

Nene stood in the doorway in faded pink bathrobe. "Why are you two outside? Gone to fuck in an alleyway?"

Pico turned red.

"It was his idea." I snickered.

"Wait, you actually did? I was kid-"

"NO, we did not! Fucking Fujoshi."

"Nah, he went emo about a lemon."

Nene went sickly pale. "A lemon? It didn't touch you, did it?"

"Almost. It tried to."

"Soup." I interrupted.

"Okay bluebird, you need to go to bed before sugarcrash." Nene sighed.

"I'm not the one who offered him coffee at half past two."

"He looked tired! I didnt expect him to put so much sugar in."

"But you could have stopped him."

"So could you."

Pico opened his mouth to argue but Nene interrupted him. "This arguement is going to go on forever. Come on, we all need sleep."

"I don't."

"Then go find someone to kill or whatever, I don't care. I need my sleep, and Bluebird is probably going to sugarcrash soon."

I yawned. I got extremely tired all of a sudden.

"See, there he goes. Come on, get inside before you collapse on the sidewalk."