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Chapter 10: ➣ I Look Like A Walrus

"I say we don't!" Natasha snapped back.

"Do!"

"Don't!"

"Do!"

"Don't!" Are you kidding me? And I thought I was childish!

"D- Ew! Did you just flick coco pops at me?!" 

"Maybe I did, what are you going to do about it?" Natasha taunted, possibly with a wide smirk on her face. Silence filled the room before the sound of a pan hitting the ground rang, making me jump. "YOU ASSHOLE! YOU DID NOT JUST THROW SCRAMBLED EGG AT ME!"

"I did! Suck on that!" 

"Asswipe!" Natasha shouted before I heard Jason yell.

"Ew! Not the orange juice!"

"Guys, I'd love to join in your food fight but Boss is going to rip our asses off and hand it to us on a silver platter," Gabe grumbled under his breath. Food fight? What?! Who's having a food fight without me?!

Before I comprehended my next action, I had already ran into the room with a wide grin on my face to witness a food fight. Except the only thing I witnessed was Natasha and Gabe staring at me with a ghastly look evident across their faces.

"Skyler!!" Natasha screamed, her face going pale white, "DUCK!"

"Huh? Duck! Where?!" I spun around excitedly, expecting to see a cute yellow duckling of my kind, only to see Jason's guilt ridden face as something came flying towards me.

It smacked me straight on the face and knocked me off my feet as I faceplanted on the floor. Tears welled up in my eyes as pain filled my face and everything went numb so all I could hear were Gabe, Jason and Natasha's worry filled yells.

"Sky! Sky can you hear me?!" Natasha squeaked, patting my face as she rested my head on her lap, "Sky!" Gabe shook me lightly, trying to get me to stay conscious, "Are you okay? Skyler!" I wanted to tell them I was grand, except nothing came out. 

I watched as Gabe was shoved aside and Jason grabbed my shoulders, looking at me with...concern? huh? "Don't die!" He squawked, shaking my shoulder violently as I was juggled around in his grasp. God my neck. "Xavier's going to fucking tear me apart limb by limb if you die!!!"

Xavier's going to kill him. 

He's gonna die if I die. Haha! Take that,  you biotch!

A devious smirk painted itself across my face and I imagined all sorts of tortures Jason's ass was going to be put through. So just like that I shut my eyes and everything went lights out. 

Am I dead?

Is this what ducky heaven feels like?

Why the heck is it dark? Hello!? Who turned the lights out?

A small groan escaped my mouth as I tried to possibly feel around for a light switch in this darn dark room, the only problem was my arms weren't moving. What? God, why did you tie me up?

Shit what if I'm in Duck Hell?! Do ducks even go to hell? What kind of sin would a duck do to get their furry asses in hell? I haven't done much...i think. I pursed my lips trying to think of the worst possible thing I've ever done to end up in duck hell.

Hold on...

That one time  I opened my christmas presents before christmas day?! No! I didn't mean it I swear! All I did was tear the wrapping a little I promise!! I'm innocent! Don't send me to hell because of that I swear I'll never do it again! I was only FIVE!!

"Skyler!" A smooth warm voice beckoned me and something warm touched my arm, making me shriek.

"What?! What do you want?! I know I'm a monster but please don't punish me!!" I panicked wiggling around trying to find out who was calling me. 

I was half expecting a huge rubber duck to pop out of nowhere and eat me alive.

"Skyler, wake up!"

"No! I'm gonna die!"

"Fucking wake up!" Wait what? Ducks don't swear? Actually, ducks don't speak English in general.

"Why aren't you quacking, Duck?" I wondered out loud.

"She's definitely gone mental!" The voice sighed, "What did you hit her with, Jason?!"

"A frying pan...." He gulped.

Jason?! Jason's here! No, Xavier must've killed him already! Not Jason! Anyone but Jason! LET ME OUT! IT'S DEFINITELY HELL IF JASONS AROUND!

Take me baaaaaaaaaack!

My eyes flipped open like an open window in a storm and I choked on my own spit at the bright light shining on my face.

"Skyler," If I wasn't panicking over duck hell and Jason, Niagara Falls would've gushed over Xavier's velvety voice. God why must I wake up to Xavier first?

"Xavier?" I groaned, shutting my sizzled eyes away from the bright light, "Please turn off the sun,"

"She's okay," I could heard Natasha finally releasing a bretah of releif at me being alive and kicking. But why wasn't anyone turning off the sun? Ugh! It's way too bright.

"Sky, how are you doing?" Xavier mumbled, completely ignoring my request and his face dangerously close to mine by the sound of his voice.

"It's Skyler you buttface," I grumbled under my breath.

"She's fine," He declared in a bored tone as I buried my face in the pillow I seemed to be placed upon. "I want the rest of you to clean up my fucking kitchen," A lot of scrambling was heard and almost everyone seemed to have left.

"Xavier?" I mumbled, peeking through one eye at his glorious form still sitting in front of what seemed like my bed in my bedroom.

"What?" He answered gruffly. I cleared my throat stopping myself from eyeraping him sitting on my bedside table.

"Can I have some Ice-cream?"

"No,"

I pouted, pulling the covers to my chin, "Please....?"

"No,"

"Xav-" I opened my mouth about to whine loudly before someone barged into my bedroom.

"Boss!" Nathan called and Xaviers head snapped up in annoyance. Why does Nathan always manage to catch Xavier and I when we're alone. "I- uh...sorry,"

"What do you want Nathan?" Xavier grumbled in annoyance as I snapped my eyes from Nathan to Xavier in question.

"We have a problem..."

Xavier sighed in exasperation before looking up at him again, "Whats the problem?"

"There's a bounty of 50 million dollars," a booty?

A bounty, like a prize for killing someone. Thanks inner brain.

Xavier raised his perfect brow in confusion waiting for Nathan to continue. "Well, who's it for?"

 He paused for a moment before looking down at me and a gut feeling in my stomach told me this was not going to be good for me.

"...Skyler Brooklynn, dead or alive,"

"WHAT?!" I screamed. Great duck hell is living duck hell now.