That Texas Drawl
A/N: This is probably the most random thought I have ever had. But it's funny all the same! I live in Texas, so I thought this would be pretty funny to do, just because I'm making fun of my home state. BTW, the words are pronounced how they look. In the second paragraph, it's spelled 'thank', but you know that it's supposed to be the word 'think'. Get it? Got it? Good. :D
Disclaimer: I own my idea… MINE!
BB smiled his evil smile, loving the looks of fear that Keehl and Jeevas had on their faces. Beyond advanced with the knife in his hand, pushing the two closer into the corner and debating on which man he was going to kill first. Keehl ever-so-slightly reached for where he thought his concealed knife was, but found that it was gone. BB grinned even wider, pulling the missing knife out of his pocket.
"Y'all thank that this is mah first rodeo? Better thank again," the serial killer said, his eyes glittering like red rubies. Keehl shared a strange look with Jeevas, and then they looked at Beyond, trying not to laugh. The murderer stopped in his tracks, trying to decipher what was so funny.
"Y'all er fixin' to go fishin' with Jesus, and yer laughin' at may?" BB asked, enraged. The two detectives both frowned, but refused to look at each other because they could leave a blind spot in case the serial killer lunged.
"WTH he say?" Keehl asked quietly, his eyes fixated on the knife in BB's pale hand.
"Man, I have no idea," Jeevas whispered back. Beyond raised the knife higher in the air, trying to look more intimidating.
"Ah thank that y'all er mockin' may. Yew tew er so dumb yew couldn't powr sweat out a cowboy bewt unless the instruckshins were printed awn the battom."
At this statement, the two detectives burst out laughing, unable to control themselves because the serial killer's Texas drawl was so bad that they couldn't understand a word he was saying.
"Dadgum! Ah ain't gowin tah stand fer this!" Beyond yelled and lunged at the two who stumbled away, tears of laughter flowing down their faces. The two men ran away, still laughing and hoping that they weren't going to get caught. BB ran after them, but stopped after a couple of blocks, deciding that following them wasn't worth it.
"Ah shoold've known better than ta bring a knife tew a gun faght," the serial killer sighed, and went back to his house to plan again for a way to kill the two detectives.
As Mello and Matt stopped running because they were out of breath, they looked at each other and burst out laughing- again.
"That was hilarious!" Mello exclaimed, holding his rib cage.
"I know!" Matt agreed, slapping Mello on the back.
"We should run into Beyond Birthday more often."
A/N: So what'd you think of my stereotypical East Texas drawl? [West Texas is the one that has the twang.] Read and review please!