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Vicious Cerberus
Cirice
Rocket the fiery short haired redhead from the Lennox house started out fragile but soon learned you had to fend for yourself in this chapel of insanity. She started down the hallway headed toward the kitchen as she got closer she could hear the loud opera music blaring from the small radio in the kitchen. She was wearing a blue strapless t shirt, a matching skirt and plastic sandals they made everyone wear, no laceus you know in case of attempted suicide or to use for strangulation the usual.
The smell of onions and cooking potatoes filled her nostrils as she stood at the doorway of the cook's kitchen, she scanned the two blades that were attached to his waist. One of them was a large kukri shaped blade while the other was a more simple kitchen knife triangular in shape. Rocket felt her eyes start to water from the cook dicing up onions with his kitchen knife, god she hated the smell of onions but she really didn't have a choice in the matter and over time she had become more used to it, but it still reeked to her.
The cook was dressed in his usual greasy sweat stained white t shirt and chef's hat with brown pants. It disgusted her how much the man looked like a pig, her, Amber, Sweet Pea, Blondie, and Baby Doll all cracked jokes about him in the wee midnight hours before Rocket crawled into bed with Baby Doll. After Rocket officially gave Baby Doll the tour of the place when they came to the bedroom Baby Doll had asked her if she would be her girlfriend, she sure moved fast Rocket had thought but she quickly got very close to her with her kindness and humor.
Even in this church of insanity Rocket and Baby Doll proved there could be a stable caring relationship, even if the two were pretty much as crazy as they come. Once the cook noticed the redhead he told her to drag him over a ten pound bag of poatatoes as he set on his stool chopping the eye watering bulb of onion and dumping it into a giant cooking pot. She struggled with the bag, after all her pixie frame wasn't built for heavy labor but she managed.
"Take that box of dark chocolate and sort them onto the shelves," the pig ordered so she picked up a cardboard box filled with smaller rectangular boxes which held the sweet treat. While the cook sat eating his sandwich and listening to his operatic music around the corner she carefully ripped open one of the rectangular boxes and was about to slide it into her shirt when a hand grabbed her wrist.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" The cook asked as she slapped him in the face he shoved her to the floor and held both of her hands above her head with one arm and he tried to unzip his pants with the other.
"Help! Ahhhhhh!" Rocket screamed as loud as she could luckily Baby Doll was walking down the hall and heard her screams over the blaring opera. She ran up behind the cook and grabbed the kukri knife from his belt and held it tight to his throat.
"Let her go pig!" Baby Doll screamed at him, he didn't listen so Rocket slid her arm free and grabbed the kitchen knife, The two both stuck their blades into his neck at the same time and blood sprayed everywhere, on their faces on their clothes before the cook fell to the side and a puddle of blood poured out of him, it was as if they had doused an altar with a sacrificial lamb.
Lovestruck they both were they looked at each other for what seemed like minutes before they closed the space between them and filled each other's lips with the speckles of crimson that were upon them.
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