Sta.sh
"oh god what is happening"
by ~Zombie-PlanNow Ted, the black Scottish man who had a love for eating cherries, had a temper almost as short as the midget, but he wasn’t a senselessly violent man. Seeing the blood dampened his temper, “Rowan, are you okay?” he said, his voice quieting.
“Fuck off you hit me!” The trickle was accompanied by a couple more, seemingly racing each other down Rowan’s face. “I should fight you right now!” He said, moving in closer to Ted’s face. Ted flinched; Rowan was slowly becoming a bloody mess. Seconds after, Rowan’s eyes glazed over and he fell in a heap into Ted’s arms. Ted dropped him as if he were the embodiment of a vicious disease. Quick as a flash, the spectators knew what to do. They leapt up and threw their drinks on his lifeless body. Ted however, was less practical, “WE NEED TO GET HIM TO A HOSPITAL!” He lifted Rowan and tossed him over his shoulder before running outside.
“I say, what an odd fellow. We were doing what we had to and he up and took Mr. Nomi away.” A blonde haired individual with rather distracting dental work commented.
“Yes, how rude.” His friend said, sipping whiskey from a cappuccino mug, “Also your teeth are glorious. I just want to rip them from your skull and have my wicked way with them.”
“Yes, you say that all the time Fredrick, and I always tell you how much that creeps me out. Now please put those pliers down and finish your drink.”
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