***Yeah, I'm back. Thanks to everyone who reviewed on my other two stories. And as for the spacing, I was still experimenting with things. I own nothing but a DVD. Enough of this rambling! Let's begin, shall we?
Barrel didn't understand.
He could plainly see that Lock and Shock liked each other. They were just too stubborn to say it. So, one afternoon, Barrel had decided to put an end to this waiting. "Where the freak are you going?" Shock asked. She and Lock had been trading candies. "I'm gonna be back in a second," Barrel promised as he climbed down the cage elevator of the treehouse. "Now," Lock said, digging out two pieces of hard candy, "I'll trade you two of these for a chocolate bar."
After receiving weird looks from everyone, Barrel had managed to find a scrap of mistletoe. Parts of it were tinted brown as Christmas was eight months ago. That didn't matter; almost everyone was dead to begin with.
Barrel had used some of his gum to stick the mistletoe against the wall with the meal pipe on it. "Okay guys. Lock, you stand here, and Shock, you stand... here! You can go now," he said. Lock and Shock stared at each othere briefly before looking around. They both caught sight of the mistletoe. It looked familiar... it was something to do with Christmas. It had to do with kissing.
"Barrel, you little brat, I'm not kissing Lock. Come here!" Shock growled. She tackled her cohort and started attacking him. Lock just watched as they fought. Barrel pinned Shock on the floor, which cued the devil to push the ghoul away. That's when Barrel found his golden opportunity. Using a nearby plunger, he procceeded to pund the afterlife out of Lock until he collapsed, thus causing to kiss her friends lips on accident. She blanced before getting really, really mad.
Although Lock received one of the worst beatings ever that day, he would never admit that it was worth it to kiss Shock.
***Ah, I hope I did okay with spacing. Reviews still appreciated!