Ohmeronflippers. It's been so long since I posted anything new/updated anything. I feel as if I'm monotoning right now. I might be, I don't really know. Man, the lack of emoticons is killing the light mood here. Heeerrrlllooooo? xD Ah, much better. Anyway, I'm hoping to update my other works as soon as possible but with my break from Facebook, my interest on working on my other ideas has been sparked ever since I drew an image for this one.

Hopefully, I'll be accessing Facebook this Friday to transfer the image from the iPad to the site and into my laptop...maybe? Oh, shoutout to the marvellous Mockingjay Rose, my punny friend and pufferfish (eater) lover! I never did repay her shoutout to me from a while back! Cx

Anyway, enjoy~

Varia Medical

Blank eyes evaluate the foreboding building that seems to be bleeding cobwebs and black trails of horror from all corners and sides, his left eye twitching in a horribly vexing manner. The male of twenty-two years lifts the crumpled sheet of paper with the address to his first job out of medical school, eyeing it critically. He looks up at the ruined nameplate that seems to be missing the alphabets V and R, leaving " A IA MED." on said nameplate.

"This is going to be such a drag." He comments aloud.

Pulling a nonchalant shrug, the male pockets the note and drags his feet onto the obviously worn out and cracked pavement that leads towards the double doors of the hang loosely on the rusted hinges. He stuffs his hands into the pockets of his black slacks that he'd bought last week along with the bright indigo dress shirt and black suit top. Hopefully this wreck of a place will be worth the many euros he paid for this expensive suit, he thinks to himself as he climbs up the five step stairway towards the doors.

He softly kicks ajar doors open, resulting in loud crashes as both doors fall free from the hinges and onto the surprisingly clean, tiled floor. The man immediately raises an eyebrow at the fact that the floor is spick-and-span despite it's rundown exterior. He carefully walks on the doors before reaching the end where the clean floor starts. Bending low, he swipes a finger across a small span of the ground, inspecting it. Whoever did the cleaning in the building is a pro-

The suited man doesn't get to finish his thought as he is tackled by another somewhat firm yet soft form. A shrill and feminine battle cry of "KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" causes his eardrums to vibrate ever so painfully, threatening to split and possibly disintegrate into tiny dust particles. His facial muscles refuse to cooperate to contort into an expression that could somehow describe the intense pain he's experiencing, and remain stoic. The harsh fall on his back does not help in this situation. Neither does the collision of the back of his head and the edge of the first step of the stairs that causes him to black out.

Stupid pink hair, he thinks to himself.

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I feel awesome, he spills sarcasm all over his own mind as he tries to soothe the pain pulsing at the back of his head. Probably a concussion, he diagnoses himself. His eyes are still shut despite being quite conscious for a supposedly unconscious victim of a tackle-hug. Fragments of hushed whispers reach his ears, fuzzy and indecipherable, before taking a sudden turn into yells and crashes. When the yells and crashes show no sign of stopping, the man lifts an eyelid open to observe the racket. What greets his sight is an unfavourable one.

Blood. Blood everywhere, the man swears he hears the toy of childhood, Buzz Lightyear quoting in his mind. The once whitewashed walls of the fluorescent-lit room are spattered in a fury of red, as if a storm of strawberries had come through and sprayed red all over. Mmmm... Strawberries. I could use some of that right now, the man thinks to himself. Yummy strawberries dipped in melted chocolate, yum.

Unbeknownst to said man thinking of chocolate-dipped strawberries, a sliver of drool escapes his now parted lips, alerting the remaining occupants of his awareness. The man is snapped out of his sweet daze by a spine chilling laugh that causes a knee-jerk reaction of his whenever he felt unsafe, his left leg leaping up into the air and staying in that position for a long while.

"Ushishishi," came the eerie laughter once more and the man's right leg undergoes the exact knee-jerk reaction his other leg had undergone just moments earlier. With both of his legs up in the air and the somewhat stoic expression on his face, it is a comical sight for the owner of the eerie laughter. "What an interesting peasant for the prince to examine, shishishi~"

E-examine? Never in his entire mundane life has the man felt such terror of being sliced apart and turned inside out like the frog that he'd dissected during high school for an assignment for Biology. Never. The rather convincing thud of a body land on the floor and smack of solid against liquid that the man is sure is the red substance that coats the room in all of its glory and the stench of iron, does not help lighten this foreign and uncomfortable emotion within him. Before long, a dark shadow looms over him, a Cheshire grin spread wide and glowing quite brightly in the dark.

"Ushishishi," the grin seems to grow bigger by the second, "What a pretty face for a male peasant! I wonder what it will look like once I'm done cutting it up and painting it in beautiful crimson, shishishi~"

His mundane life seems so much more fun (and not to mention, safe) right now.

I know, I know. It's rather short, hahahaha. I may also have gotten them out of their actual personalities (a.k.a OOC-ness), especially Fran [if it wasn't obvious enough for a character from KHR to have such a blank face and random sarcasm (?)]. I'm not too familiar with the Varia's ways and this is going to be something new :)

All I know is the basics of them - Squalo = VOOOIII / Xanxus = Trash, scum, throwing wineglasses / Lussuria = Squealing, fanboy-ing / Belphegor = Ushishishi, knives, blood, Blood, BLOOOOD / Fran = Monotone, Fairy dance to scare away fairies (?) / Levi = Gets kicked around.

Um... Yeah. That's it. Please correct me wherever I get them wrong in this chapter and the future ones! Thank you for reading and please review your thoughts! :D