Hello! It's Azzie! Well, I'm finally over my huge writers block, to bring you all a new story, LIFE IN LILLIAN! It's just a bunch of random moments in the life of our favorite characters. It's really just one big free write with absolutely no plot. Okay, please don't flame, and ON TO THE STORY!
Life In Lillian
Cary skipped down the street with his backpack of explosives, when a man stepped out from a dark alley. The man smiled creepily. "Hello little boy..."
Cary frowned. "I'm thirteen."
The man nodded condescendingly. "Of course you are."
"Get out of my way."
"Whyyyyy little boy?"
Cary gave a maniacal laugh and grinned. "Cause if you don't I'll blow you to shit."
The man just smiled. "Why don't you just come into my fairyland so I can give you candy and fulfill all your wildest dreams?"
Cary shrugged. "Okay then..."
He lit a match and put the flame to a little cherry bomb he'd pulled out of his pocket. He put it on the ground next to the man and skipped away. He waved from a distance yelling, "Bye Mr. Pedophile!"
He turned around as the bomb went off and smiled. "Teach you to mess with me."
Preston walked around the corner just then and stopped, seeing Cary. "Oh, hey man."
The pyromanic nodded. "Sup."
Looking into the distance, and seeing the smoke, Preston sighed. "Cary... Who'd you kill now?"
The other boy pouted. "I didn't kill him..."
After a pointed look, he continued. "Maybe just hospitalized him."
"Not again, Cary!"
"What?" the blonde protested, "He was gonna rape me!"'
Preston rolled his eyes. "I doubt that. He was probably just being nice. Most likely he was a normal well-meaning citizen."
"So normal well-meaning citizens ask if you want to go to their fairyland so they can give you candy and fulfill all your wildest dreams? Wow Math-Camp, I'm starting to rethink my view on society."
The boy paled. "Oh. Okay then."
Cary smirked. "Thats what I thought."
Preston shrugged. "Oh well. I guess he'll live."
The blond rolled his eyes. "Oh joy. Yet another pedophile lives to rape little children."
"You were one of those children."
"Technically, I'm a teenager. And I was being sarcastic."
Preston smiled blandly. "I know."
The two walked in silence, until they reached Carol's Diner, where they saw Alice, Joe and Charles in a booth. Cary walked up, and high-fived Joe. "Sup man."
Joe grinned. "Nothing much."
Preston walked up. "I'm here too..."
Charles glanced up from his camera. "You have a smudge on your face."
"WHAT?"
Cary laughed. "Dude, he's just kidding."
Alice looked up. "No, there's a little dirt right there." she said, pointing to Preston's chin.
Without another word, Preston ran off to the bathroom, to clean himself. Alice started quietly laughing, and Cary frowned. "That wasn't cool."
"And why is that?"
The boy stuck his nose up. "I'm the only one who can screw with Preston."
Charles started laughing, and Joe and Alice joined in. Cary thought for a moment, and stuck his tongue out. "Aw, you guys are sick..."
Charles snorted. "Speak for yourself."
Martin ambled in, with an unhappy look on his face. Joe looked at him, concerned. "What's wrong?"
Martin sighed. "Bobby said my mommy lied to me."
"Well she does."
"CARY!"
Martin fell to the ground, starting to cry. "My mommy loves me!"
Cary smirked. "That's what she said."
Charles shook his head in disgust. "That doesn't even make sense."
"Tell that to your mom."
Martin wailed. "MOMMY!"
Cary groaned. "There he goes again."
"That's what he said."
Joe looked at Alice in shock. "W-what?"
The girl got up. "Nothing sweetie."
Cary smirked. "Or was it."
"Or was what?"
The group looked at Preston, who'd come back. "Oh, there you are."
Martin ran to him. "Cary said my mommy lies to me!"
The boy in question rolled his eyes. "I was only quoting Bobby."
"That's what he said."
"Alice..."
"What?"
"I ate your dad."
Well? I told you it was random. Haha, please review, and that's all!
~Azzie :)
