Hi guys! Just a cute idea, nothing really.
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She loved to dress things up,
Her dolls,
Her room,
And even friends. But she always hang out with guys, so it never gone well. So she asked Fuzz Ball if she could. He said yes to Annie, but, when she tried to put some makeup on him. It was too wet and not even thinking he clawed into her face.
She screamed as Fuzz Ball apologized over and over again, him being a cat he couldn't help it. She finally she asked Jarry, and without thinking, he said yes.
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He was sitting on her bed with his legs crossed. His long hair going to his shoulders was now being bribed. "Oh my gosh, Jarry! Your hair is SO soft~! I wish I had soft hair, no matter how much I brush it, it always has that messy look, and feel!"
"Oh…Lucky me…" Jarry said bitterly as Fuzz Ball recorded it. Jarry didn't know it. Fuzz Ball left the room to make lunch as Annie kept working.
Jarry looked over himself, a lime green dress, makeup, and now his hair. He hated how she could give him that look and he'll do anything for her. He just hoped Mad wouldn't take over, he didn't know how Mad would react to this.
Fuzz Ball returned and grinned at Jarry, he would never admit it. But he loved to see Jarry like this, he tried not to hate him, but he does, and Jarry feels the same way about him. Jarry hates him because Fuzz Ball's a man, who is stronger than Annie, is living with her, Annie's phone is all the way down the stairs. And Fuzz Ball doesn't like him, for a reason that Fuzz Ball never felt with his masters.
He is supposed to keep his master safe, but Annie runs around with a killer, which didn't take his medicine. So how safe was that? Fuzz Ball deep in thought when he tripped, the red pop covered him as he hissed. His fur standing up, Jarry's head shot up as his baby blue orbs turning small as Fuzz Ball ran out of the room on all fours making more hissing sounds.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were dark blue. Mad looked around, then down. He gazed in horror at himself, he pulled out his knife and was about to kill whoever did this to him when Annie hugged him, cuddling into his shoulder. "Thanks again for letting me do this."
Mad's face filled with heat and crimson. "Y-you're welcome, dear…"
"Did your voice change?"
"N…No…"
"Oh okay! Your turn!" Annie smiled innocently as she handed him the makeup kit. The most sinful Mad had ever done, doing someone's makeup, and doing it pretty good.
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XC Why did I make this?! I don't even like stories like this! Oh well, time to write Mad killing someone with lots of gore! :D And if someone doesn't know Mad, he's a psychopath that loves to kill, and sometimes he makes Jarry, his split personality, kill. Sooo yeah, I have no idea what made me do this…