"Horseman, get your booty tush down here this instant!" I called to my kid brother.
"Your a bitch Dairy Air!" He replied in a sassy tone.
"Did you just get smart wit me?" I questioned.
"Yas, bitch!"
"Oh, iz on!" I glared at him as I went to the kitchen.
"I'm going on a date so if it could be turned off that'd be nice."
"Where the hell did you get a man Ponyboy?" Our friend Dweeve asked from the couch.
"MY NAME IS NOT PONYBOY ITS HORSEMAN! Jeez get your facts right. Anyway I, Horseman Tortoise, have a lovely date with Marcha. And fo yo info Dweeve, she's a real girl."
"Yeah, get some, Horseman!" I called from the kitchen where I'd been making my famous chocolate coated liver and onions.
I kinda zoned out after that getting into my I-don't-give-a-shit-about-anyone-except-the-love-of-my-life-Horseman-because-I-secretly-am-in-love-with-him mood cause ya know, everyone has one of those moods. I had to come back out of my fantasy after I heard my love scream, "I WILL NEVER STAY PURPLE ALLY!"I walked in to see Dweeve's dead corpse on the floor and my honey boo boo bear screaming, "WE HAVE ANOTHER DEADER EVERYBODY! WHY DOES EVERYONE I KNOW BECOME DEADOS!"
I tried comforting him by saying, "It's ok. It wasn't your fault. He just made you mad. Why don't you go on a date with me instead of Marcha tonight. I sure would love that. Then we can plan our future together."
He shoved me away, "No!" Then he stabbed me and everything went black. Our entire future together just ended. And the worst part is, he never told me he loved me! I never wanted it to end this way. We were made for each other couldn't he see? Now he will never know how I truly feel. This sucks.
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The jugs- short stories part 2
RandomThis is the second part of short stories of the jug characters
