A\N: My muses are back! Yaay! I love Good Charlotte!
I have to admit, I'm staring.
She takes her helmet off, shaking out her long brown hair. A bloody sword is in her hand. When she speaks, her tone is pure diamond, diamond and ice.
"You really wanna mess with me?"
The final monster--vampire, zombie, whatever he is--runs, and I feel my jaw hit the floor.
"K-Kim?"
She walks to me, smiling. "Oh, Handsome, you're so cute when you're surprised." She kisses my lips, so passionately I start wondering if this is actually Kimberly we're talking about.
"Kim, what--"
"Shh." She puts a finger to her lips. "We'll talk when you wake up."
"When I wake up?"
"Are you gonna play parrot or wake up already?" She asks, grinning.
"Wake up already." Sounds like a plan. "Uh, I'm dreaming?"
Kim gets a look on her face I've only seen on Haley's. It's the Does this moron even have a brain? look. Then she slowly nods. "Uh-hunh. And Handsome?"
"Yeah?" Please don't turn into something scary. Because I don't want this to be a dream like the one where I ate the taco\nacho\XXhot sauce\ice cream mix.
Kim leans down and bites my neck.
I jump up screaming. Then I feel people shoving me back. NO! Beautiful's gonna kill me and then we're gonna have a really hot makeout session!
I blink back into reality, where I'm in a hospital.
And then I realize I have a lot more to worry about than Kim being a nonexistant creature.