LAST CHAP! I PROMISE YA.
"Who are you!" Zera roared. It was pitch black in the fields of Texas, nothing was moving, no one was around but Zera, Mary and Darla.
"Come out or we'll find you!" Mary threatened.
"We'll pee in your face!" Darla added. Zera elbowed her rib, and Darla let out a small cry.
Oscar ran in the room, holding up a magazine. "DID YOU HEAR ABOUT DUSTIN DIAMOND ASKING HIS FANS FOR MONEY BECAUSE HE WAS LOSING HIS HOUSE AND THEN HE THEN MADE A PORNO FOR MORE MONEY LIKE WHAT A WEAK MOVE!"
Zera, who just so happens to love pornographic things, snatched the magazine.
"It's the same thing as having S&M with... fucking Morgan Freeman," Tiger grunted.
Hunter gave him a look of question. "A terrible comparison,"
"What's S and M mean?" Dale asked innocently, entering the room.
"A violent way of making babies," Oscar answered, thinking to himself.
"TO CONCEIVE THE SON OF SATAN?" Dale let out a shriek, before running out of the room, out of Anne's house, and down the street. The four watched him from the window, pause, look around, and then run back to the house, crying.
"MOVE ASIDE PLEASE UNLESS YOU WANT TO GET RAN OVER, A SERIOUS RACE IS ABOUT TO GET PUT DOWN IN THE LAND OF DREAMS!" Hunter shouted.
"My pants?" Tiger grinned.
"Oh my god," Oscar said like an obnoxious teenage girl. "Enough with that!"
The Itex guard looked up and saw Oscar, far up in the sky.
"Wow, look at that Eagle. It's so beautiful. It must be a mother." the guard said.
Just after he said that, Oscar let out a cry of an Eagle, and the guard nodded. "Yep, she knows I'm watching her. Wow, what a beauty. I wonder if I can attract her."
The guard had lifted the screen of his phone towards the sun and tried to blind Oscar. Zera nervously glanced at Tiger.
"GOD DAMMIT YOU'RE BURNING MY EYES!" Oscar whispered loudly. He took out a rock; he might've needed it and he just so happened to; and threw it down towards the guard. "THIS ONE'S FOR JUSTICE!"
"Haha, I think I startled her, she's flying awa-"
The rock hit down on the man's forehead head and he stumbled backwards. "That darn Eagle threw a rock at me!"
"Did you hear something?" Tiger whispered.
Oscar let out a loud fart. "No,"
"Dude, I think it's the ghost trying to communicate."
Tiger, Oscar, and Hunter all listened in. Tiger sniffed the air, and he was suddenly gagging.
"Who did it!" Tiger choked.
"The ghost," Hunter and Oscar said. The two looked at each other.
"You farted too?" Hunter said.
"Yeeeah!" They high fived each other, laughing.
Zera grabbed Dale by the collar and swung him so far he broke through the window that stopped bullets. He was screaming for mercy on his way out.
"DALE!" Oscar cried.
"LITTLE MAN!" Tiger called out to, climbing the wall.
"THAT LITTLE SHIT WAS A FAKE COPY AND YOU KNOW HE WAS," Zera screamed.
"... I wanted to use him as a guilt so I can get things for free like you do," Oscar admitted.
"HE'S A GONER, OSCAR!" Tiger shouted.
Oscar got on his knees, sighing heavily.
"Rub them," Hunter told Nudge.
"Wouldn't it hurt? Aren't they sensitive?"
"Not at all!" Hunter laughed. "It just feels good!"
"Okay..." she mumbled.
Hunter groaned shortly after. "That feels sooo good..."
From in the closet, Zera and Oscar looked at each other. Oscar kicked the door open, scaring Nudge. She was rubbing Hunter's tail, admiring how it was so fluffy and soft.
"S-STO..." Zera saw Nudge and Hunter, fully clothed, not on top of one another. Her face went red with embarrassment.
"Why you gotta do this to me, man?" Was all Oscar said before he left the room.
Hunter stared at Zera with a wide grin on his face. Nudge looked at the two back and forth before letting go of Hunter's tail like the cops were telling her to put her weapon down.
"Look can I just have my food?" Oscar sighed, rubbing his temples.
"You need to pay me 1 cent more sir," the lady said behind the cash register.
Hunter and Zera were waiting impatiently for their burgers, and they had no energy to get up and order for themselves. Sending Oscar was a bad idea.
"I don't care if I owe you 1 cent it's just a cent you can't help a kid with 1 cent!" Oscar snapped.
"Actually you can," the lady pointed at the small box that was for charity. It read, "1 cent a day to keep the disease away".
"OH MY GOD!" Oscar snatched her headset, breaking it in half.
"Here you go," Hunter smiled, handing her a penny.
"NO NOW YOU OWE ME 100 DOLLARS!" she exclaimed.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HERE!" Hunter slammed a stack of cash on the counter. "CAN WE HAVE OUR FOOD NOW?"
The lady looked at them skeptically, before she raised her hands and held the two bags in front of them. "You need Jesus in your life,"
Oscar threw his arms in the air and opened his mouth to argue, but Zera covered his mouth from behind and pulled him away.
Okayy, that's all I got for this... series, and to be honest I plan on continuing it. Writing them a long time ago were my guilty pleasure, and after reading all of these I just want to write 48 more chapters of them, aha.