Sorry about the grammer and caps, I just need to update!
Chapter Three- The Theory of Patrick Stump
'one time, I had a fish. It talked to me. And told me my fly was down' flaring said out of the blue
Everyone stared
Druna put a bit of paper over her face and started to blow it in the air
'stab it with an olive fork' shakra said randomly
'stab what?' asked druna
'just stab it!'
'ow! why did you just stab me?' fletcher cried
'Fletcher is not it!' shakra yelled exasperated at druna who was sitting smugly with an olive fork
She stabbed flaring
'oww!' flaring yelped
'neither is Flaring' shakra sighed
'youch!' skulduggery cried
'well done' shakra said happily
'wait, Skulduggery's an it now?' flaring asked
'indeed'
'I take offence to that' skulduggery muttered
'You take offence to the most insignificant things' Shakra said
Skulduggery folded his arms and huffed
'So what was your first words?' druna asked to break the silence
'huh?' valkyrie asked, turning her attention from the tv
'what was your first words, as a baby?'
'oh. Uh….i think I was just mum or dad. The usual'
'Mine was 'give me your ring, you're my wife now'' druna said happily. Then paused, frowned, and added 'I was a scary baby. I still am…'
' mine was 'I got no clothes on'' shakra said 'and my favourite drink was wine. I spilt it down my baby grow'
' ah, wine. The fruit of Gordon brown. My favourite drink when I was a small fry was vodka. Apparently it helped me sleep…' druna said
' my first words were 'I'll never get out of this bed'' flaring said, slightly confused
Valkyrie backed away
' well, I best be going now' shakra said, getting up and walking out of the room
'Where're you going?' Valkyrie asked
Shakra's eyes shifted from left to right and she backed away, hiding something behind her back
'Uh….im going to the shop to get…salad?'
'Why salad?'
'Well…um…im going to a fancy dress party and im going at salad fingers so…you know….'
' right…' valkyrie said
' so, im going now. And I smite thee! Shakra yelled, pointing at Fletcher
She wandered out the door, slamming it behind her and druna and flaring sank lower into their seats, plotting what they'd say to explain that they weren't involved in any way whatsoever in what Shakra was doing at that exact moment
Even though they were…
Shakra POV thing
Shakras ninjas, who had formally worked for lord voldemort, gathered around her, awaiting her orders
'Right, there is the Stump 'O' Matic. Get him, put him in a sack, and you know what to do…' Shakra cackled, pointing toward Patrick stump, who was oblivious, and staring through the window of an erotic cake shop
'But mistress, he is with another person' a ninja said, pointing
Shakra lazily looked over at Pete wentz, who had his face pressed against the glass and was drooling down it.
'Take him too. Flaring might have some fun with him' Shakra said, waving her hands dismissively and wandering of back to Gordon's, stopping of to get a bag of salad on the way home. She awaited Patrick stump…
Dun dun DUN! The next chapter is a continue :D And is also my Thank You chapter- where there will be a WHOLE list of dedications and Thank yous and scarring ;)
