Angeliouso walked calmly down the street, his trench coat flapping in
the wind behind him, though there was no wind even inches from his coat. He
walked with purpose, he walked with a mission, he walked-
"Squeaky-Squeeky." With a chew toy. He continued to squeak it as he walked down the road, periodically calling for his son.
"The manger-boy is not a dog. He will not come to calls of the animals. Mogo-gee."
"Dru!" Angeles rushed over to Dru and spun the crazy bitca around.
"You-you have returned. The shadows greet you and drape you in their finery. Yabby-dabby." Dru hugged Angles, then began dry-humping him.
"Whoa there, Dru, baby, not now. Not now. Not now!" Anjilies kicked Dru away and she pouted in a pouty way.
"You're spinning, spinning colors all around. Reds and blues, reds and blues! And the Flintstones too!" She stood up and brushed her dress off. "Now what shall we do? Can we have a picnic?"
"What is it with you and picnics? I only heard you say it like, twice, but now you say it like every other sentence. Why is that?"
"Wa." Dru then did a cartwheel.
"Riiiiiiiigggghhhht. Now lets go find some good people to kill."
"Oh goody! We'll have a picnic with them!" Dru cried, right before Anghelies smacked her over the back of the head.
"How- never mind I see someone to be evil to." AnJisela strode over to a little girl no more than five, tiny pigtails held up with Hello Kittie hair bands, and knocked her off her bike.
"Hey, asshole! Watch it!"
"Wow, kids certainly are meaner these days." Suddenly the little girl's eyes turned completely black, she stretched out her arms and levitated to a height equal to Aggies. Blue flames curled along her arms and became bubbles held in her hands.
"Hera, I implore you. Destroy the infidel who dares to harm a child, your child. Protect this maiden, protect your child. Let him feel the pain of all those children before me. Hera, of this I demand thee!" The little girl's head rolled back and the blue flame balls shot out and blasted Angelliz back and through a tree. The little girl dropped to the ground and ran into her home. Dru approached her fallen sire with a quizzical look in her eyes.
"Weebles wobble, but they don't fall down." Agnes stood up and shook his head at her. "Weebie-woobie?"
"Shut-up."
"Up-shut."
"Stop it."
"Ti pots."
"Go to hell."
"Maybe we can have a picnic there!" Angelisto slapped his hand over his face, and headed toward the grave yard, when, out of the blue, the Master slammed down in front of them. "Oooo, the little white rat has come to the party, but we do not have enough plates." The Master stood up and gave a 'WTF?' face.
"What the fuck is she talking about? I plop down on earth for no apparent reason, and this is the introduction I get? Some crazy bitch that talks like she's the Mad Hatter?"
"I don't know. I mean, she used to make occasional sense, now she just seems to be making up things in order to be in the conversation."
"Jigga-way, issu-away." Dru Nelled about the area.
"Did you turn her? Is she yours?" Angelipso shook his head yes. The Master picked up a tree branch and began rapping his former pupil over the head with it, "Bad! Very, very bad!"
"I'm sorry, she was just-" He is smacked again.
"No! You did a bad thing. Go sit in- wait, there is no corner. Damn. Fetch the loon and follow me. We have a slayer to kill. Time to die twice, girl."
"Um, Master, dude, sir?"
"Yes?"
"She already died, twice. And came back again."
"Oh. So, we'll open the Hellmouth again."
"Already been done."
"So what the fuck are we supposed to do?"
"Magic starshine power hello!"
"Please put a gag on her."
"I did, she ate it."
"Tastes like rotten burning." Dru rubbed her arm. Anglessisimo corrected her hand to her stomach and she smiled at him.
"That's cuz I put holy water on it."
"You are a very mean umbrella." Dru lightly tapped Angelsaka on the face, then fainted.
"Pick her up. Now lets go kill the slayer and open the Hellmouth, again."
"Well, we won't get points for originality."
"Yeah. The East German judge is gonna eat us alive on that."
"I know where we can get lovely sweets!" Dru perked her head up.
"No" the two males said in unison.
"At the picnic!" The Master whacked her over the head and handed her over to Anglesisuses, who lifted her up and continued walking.
More to come
"Squeaky-Squeeky." With a chew toy. He continued to squeak it as he walked down the road, periodically calling for his son.
"The manger-boy is not a dog. He will not come to calls of the animals. Mogo-gee."
"Dru!" Angeles rushed over to Dru and spun the crazy bitca around.
"You-you have returned. The shadows greet you and drape you in their finery. Yabby-dabby." Dru hugged Angles, then began dry-humping him.
"Whoa there, Dru, baby, not now. Not now. Not now!" Anjilies kicked Dru away and she pouted in a pouty way.
"You're spinning, spinning colors all around. Reds and blues, reds and blues! And the Flintstones too!" She stood up and brushed her dress off. "Now what shall we do? Can we have a picnic?"
"What is it with you and picnics? I only heard you say it like, twice, but now you say it like every other sentence. Why is that?"
"Wa." Dru then did a cartwheel.
"Riiiiiiiigggghhhht. Now lets go find some good people to kill."
"Oh goody! We'll have a picnic with them!" Dru cried, right before Anghelies smacked her over the back of the head.
"How- never mind I see someone to be evil to." AnJisela strode over to a little girl no more than five, tiny pigtails held up with Hello Kittie hair bands, and knocked her off her bike.
"Hey, asshole! Watch it!"
"Wow, kids certainly are meaner these days." Suddenly the little girl's eyes turned completely black, she stretched out her arms and levitated to a height equal to Aggies. Blue flames curled along her arms and became bubbles held in her hands.
"Hera, I implore you. Destroy the infidel who dares to harm a child, your child. Protect this maiden, protect your child. Let him feel the pain of all those children before me. Hera, of this I demand thee!" The little girl's head rolled back and the blue flame balls shot out and blasted Angelliz back and through a tree. The little girl dropped to the ground and ran into her home. Dru approached her fallen sire with a quizzical look in her eyes.
"Weebles wobble, but they don't fall down." Agnes stood up and shook his head at her. "Weebie-woobie?"
"Shut-up."
"Up-shut."
"Stop it."
"Ti pots."
"Go to hell."
"Maybe we can have a picnic there!" Angelisto slapped his hand over his face, and headed toward the grave yard, when, out of the blue, the Master slammed down in front of them. "Oooo, the little white rat has come to the party, but we do not have enough plates." The Master stood up and gave a 'WTF?' face.
"What the fuck is she talking about? I plop down on earth for no apparent reason, and this is the introduction I get? Some crazy bitch that talks like she's the Mad Hatter?"
"I don't know. I mean, she used to make occasional sense, now she just seems to be making up things in order to be in the conversation."
"Jigga-way, issu-away." Dru Nelled about the area.
"Did you turn her? Is she yours?" Angelipso shook his head yes. The Master picked up a tree branch and began rapping his former pupil over the head with it, "Bad! Very, very bad!"
"I'm sorry, she was just-" He is smacked again.
"No! You did a bad thing. Go sit in- wait, there is no corner. Damn. Fetch the loon and follow me. We have a slayer to kill. Time to die twice, girl."
"Um, Master, dude, sir?"
"Yes?"
"She already died, twice. And came back again."
"Oh. So, we'll open the Hellmouth again."
"Already been done."
"So what the fuck are we supposed to do?"
"Magic starshine power hello!"
"Please put a gag on her."
"I did, she ate it."
"Tastes like rotten burning." Dru rubbed her arm. Anglessisimo corrected her hand to her stomach and she smiled at him.
"That's cuz I put holy water on it."
"You are a very mean umbrella." Dru lightly tapped Angelsaka on the face, then fainted.
"Pick her up. Now lets go kill the slayer and open the Hellmouth, again."
"Well, we won't get points for originality."
"Yeah. The East German judge is gonna eat us alive on that."
"I know where we can get lovely sweets!" Dru perked her head up.
"No" the two males said in unison.
"At the picnic!" The Master whacked her over the head and handed her over to Anglesisuses, who lifted her up and continued walking.
More to come