The Immortal Sexi Foursome

Chapter 2

Killing Spree

Bekki: Lenneh, why is the rum always gone?!

Lenni: ...Bekki, you've been drinking vodka not rum.

Bekki: FUCK YOU!

Lenni: You're an idiot.

Bekki: -giggles- I know... I'm sucha terrible drunk... you should be dunk with meh!

Lenni: Um, I think I'll pass.

Bekki: But then you won't make out with me when I come on to you! –sob-

Lenni: That's a good thing, dear.

Bekki: ...Not for me it isssn't

Lenni: Shush dear, look at all the people we have here.

Bekki: They're all fffaggots!

Lenni: That's my point.

Bekki: I fucking hate them!

Lenni: Here's a knife.

Bekki: Ohmigod, Kenni, uh, Klenni, AH LENNI FUCK! YOU FUCKING CUNT!

Lenni: Um, what?

Bekki: -swallows- I love you so much, Lenni, I just couldn't say your name for some reason...

Lenni: It's because you've ingested large quantities of alcohol, dear.

Bekki: ...

Lenni: Are you okay?

Bekki: I'M NOT FUCKING DRUNK, YOU WHORE!!

Lenni: Of course not.

Bekki: I love you... -stumble- hug?

Lenni: -backs away- Ah, might I remind you about the knife in your hand, dear?

Bekki: Oh yeah! Ima go kill some faggots, m'kay?

Lenni: Okay, Bekki, you go do that.

Bekki: -staggers away-

Lenni: -watches-

Bekki: Oi, faggot!

Lenni: Oh God.

Bekki: Yeah, you! Fuckin' c'mere so I can fuckin' cut your balls off and shove them down your throat!

Lenni: -shakes head-

Bekki: -stumble- -stabs- Oops.

Lenni: Bekki? Did you just kill someone?

Bekki: YES! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Lenni. –cries-

Lenni: ...It's fine... go get that one... she's a real bitch.

Bekki: You really want me too? –sniffle-

Lenni: Yes.

Bekki: YAY! –stumbles- Lenni, I don't feel so good...

Lenni: If you're gonna throw up, get off the carpet.

Bekki: Eh, I'm not gonna fuckin' throw up! I never throw up! ...while I'm drunk...

Lenni: That's nice...

Bekki: YUP! Oh...

Lenni: What is it?

Bekki: -cries- I'm sorry!

Lenni: What the fuck did you do!?

Bekki: The blood... I got it on the carpet!

Lenni: ...Bekki, I was just saying that... you're standing on tiles.

Bekki: -looks down- Oh. YAY!

Lenni: Oh, shit! Bekki, I need you to sober up REALLY quickly, okay? Can you do that for me?

Bekki: ...Um, I don't think so... I'm pretty far gone...

Lenni: Just sit down and don't say anything.

Clare: Lenni? What's going on? ...Why is there a body in here?

Lenni: Eep. Hi, Erin, Clare, hehe... you wouldn't believe what happened...

Bekki: -giggle- Prolly coz you're gonna tell them a lie, Lennnnnni.

Lenni: Shut. Up. Bekki.

Erin: Lenni, wanna tell us what's going on here?!

Lenni: ...Bekki did it.

Bekki: I did not!

Lenni: You killed him!

Bekki: SO? You told me too AND gave me the alciminahol...!

Lenni: Finished?

Bekki: It's a hard word...

Lenni: Not really.

Bekki: Yeah? Well fuck you!

Erin: Bekki...

Bekki: Mmn, Erin?

Erin: You just killed a man... even wasted, don't you feel any remorse?

Bekki: Not particularly... all these people are faggots. I fucking hate them.

Clare: Ew ew ew!! Guys, that corpse just moved!

Lenni: Sure, Clare, it was probably just some natural corpsie thing...

Clare: I swear to God it moved!

Corpse: -groan-

Erin: Did that corpse just make a sound?

Lenni: Psh, Erin, it's natural... wake up, Bekki –kicks-

Bekki: Oh, wha?

Clare: Oh noes!!11one You phailed at killing the corpse!

Bekki: I did not! You take that back! –throws self at Clare's legs-

Clare: Eeeeep! I'm on the corpse! Get me off! Get me off!

Lenni: I'll get you off!

Erin: I don't think this is the time, Lenni. -.-

Lenni: Psh, it's always the time, Erin!

Corpse: -groan- oh god...

Sexi Foursome: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! –fleeing-

Clare: Did we lose him?!

Erin: I don't... think... he was really up to chasing...

Bekki: I wasn't up to running that's for sure... Ima go throw up in those bushes guys...

Lenni: Don't get any on yourself! I'm not dragging you home if you pass out in your own puke!

Bekki: -whimper- I wont, Lenni...

Lenni: Does anyone feel like waffles?

Clare: Ohmigod yes!

Erin: Yeah, sure...

Bekki: -cough- Yeah... I need something to absorb the alcohol... God, I'm sobering up... was there anymore vodka?

Lenni: ...

Clare: ...

Erin: ...

Lenni: NO!