"Here we go again."
Five bucks says they deck the first person to jump out at us when we get in.
Why must we bet on their reaction? We already know it's going to be catastrophic.
Because it's fun, and I'm coping.
...
I will double that. Ten says they won't even make it inside.
"I am RIGHT HERE guys."
We know.
"Oh hey, there's the clown guy that we saw last night. Wonder if he remembers us."
There's no way he doesn't.
We do stick out like a sore thumb, after all.
"Yeah. Well- HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS-"
Are you a cat now?
I believe the spooker has brought out Reaper's inner feline.
"There's no inner feline. It's my defense mechanism. I refuse to let either of you win that stupid ass-"
Language.
"What!? You let Canary swear when she was going through!"
She had a justifiable reason to do so.
Hah. Take that, Reaper.
"Aw, f-"
Language.
"I'm going to put a hole in our head."
Such violence is unnecessary.
Hey, look. A lady on stilts!
"Oh, damn. She's huge, and she's got a knife. I'd let her step on me-"
You never stop, do you?
They don't.
"Nope."
You're horny.
"I'm depraved and lonely."
You have us.
"You guys don't love me."
Stop pouting.
Awwww, Weapeeew, we wove you vewy much.
"..."
Contemplating death will get you nowhere.
"Fuck, you're right."
Language.
"Not you toooooo... Canary, come oooon-"
Heh.
Is Angel laughing?
"...Yep. Aga-oH SHIT THAT'S A SPIDER-"
HAH-
I believe I owe you money, Canary.
Yes, yes you do.
"Incineration dOESN'T COUNT!"
YOU ARE READING
Random Short Stories/Written Ideas
RandomThis is just a spot for me to unload any creative ideas I've had and make them public! Feel free to read, and please enjoy.
