AN- Hmmm...this one didn't take as long to write as the others...hehe...it was awesome! XD

ENJOY!
IAmLove...hehe...I like cheese...cheese = yumminess. Yumminess = yay! (ANYWHO...)

~UxieSweetie

Chapter 10

It snowed the following week. It was nearing Christmas, and so every one of the Santa look-alikes were dispersed about the streets. Johnny and Raven walked down the slushy sidewalk, their foggy breaths preceding them every time they breathed. Raven had cut her hair slightly shorter than it had been, from her shoulders to just about an inch above her shoulders. Johnny liked it. He, even though he never did, wanted to run his fingers through it and just admire it. Raven constantly complained about how the hair dresser cut it too short. They'd been spending a lot of time around each other lately, and even though they didn't make any physical contact whatsoever, Raven felt more connected to him than she'd ever before. She'd have conversations with the voices in Nny's head, and they'd respond, their language often being filtered by Johnny, who did not want to terrify the girl in any way. She found Nail Bunny adorable, but she didn't enjoy the company of the Doughboys; she never admitted that though.

They walked past a Salvation Santa, and Raven stopped in front of him and dug through her pockets. "What are you doing?" Johnny asked and tilted his head to the side.

"Donating." She replied, tossing in a dollar and some quarters. "You didn't know that that's what these are for?"

"I don't go out much on the holidays." Raven joined her companion and continued their walk. Companion? That was quite a large leap for Johnny. He'd spent most, if not all, of his life without a companion and it was a lot to take in, but he enjoyed it none the less. "So, I was wondering…"

"Yes, Nny?"

"Well, there's this kid who lives next to me, and, well he's kind of a neglected kid. I was wondering if you could…I don't know; help me find a gift for him…for Christmas?"

Raven grinned. "Of course! How old?"

"He's about eight or nine. Maybe six…I don't really know…" Raven nodded. Johnny trembled a little bit.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, just cold." Nny responded. Raven walked faster and stood in front of and faced him with a devilish twinkle in her eyes. "Y-yes?"

"Well, would you like me to warm you up?" She smirked a half crooked smile. Johnny blinked.

"N-no…that's ok…"

Raven pouted. "Why not?"

"Well…maybe with gloves, I might."

"Why do you need gloves?"

"So as to not touch the impurities of the world." He said looking down. He could tell this hurt her, but she didn't say anything. She just silently joined his side again with no contact. But it was true. He never touched bare skin with bare skin unless absolutely necessary. He looked down upon her as she stared absentmindedly in front of her.

They walked past an alley with a group of four teenagers who were obviously smoking an illegal drug of some nature. "Hey buddy! Got a light?" One in a tattered hoodie and a baseball cap turned backward asked. Johnny shook his head.

"No, I don't smoke."

"You, Lady?"

"No," she replied, "sorry." They began walking away.

"Hey! Didja see that chick?"

"Yeah! She got a nice set on her…I'd do her in a heartbeat!" Another replied. "Heh, I wonder if she'd take it in…" the rest were mumbles that they couldn't hear, but Johnny glowered over his shoulder and reached into his pocket to pull out a shiny piece of metal.

Raven gripped his coat sleeve. "Nny, don't. They're just kids."

"That's no excuse! Talking about a woman like that…it's just fucking sickening!" He turned his gaze towards her and pierced deep in her obsidian eyes. "Go home."

"Nny, what are you…"

"Go. Home."

"W-why? Nny, no, not today. Not now, it's almost Christmas!"

He glowered again. "Home. Now." Raven looked at him with saddened eyes, but obeyed. She turned and proceeded home. Johnny, on the other hand, turned to the group of kids. "Excuse me." He called as he made his way in their direction.

The one with the cap turned to him. "What do ya want, buddy?"

"Hey," the other one said, "do ya think we could have a ride on yo' girl?" The rest laughed, but Johnny did not.

"Um…hey, what with the knife, budy?"

Johnny sneered. "Knife? Knife, as in singular? No, my friend, you're fucking wrong!" He reached into his other coat pocket and brought out an identical match to the first one.

They backed away. "D-damn," a third one chimed in, "what are ya gonna do with those, yo'?"

Johnny's eyes got wide with a psychotic gleeful grin. "I'm gonna teach you some lessons, yo'." Then without warning, he jabbed one blade into the skull of the first kid with the cap, spraying blood and skull pieces about the alley wall. "FIRST! It's stupid to smoke pot as a teenager! You need as many brain cells that can fit in your tiny heads! SECOND!" He used the second knife and sliced the fourth kid's stomach and chest with one perfectly executed arch, tearing the heart and pooling blood beneath his feet and the feet of the other two. "This is CHRISTMAS time! Be with your family, you dumb fucks!" The other two began fleeing, but Johnny threw his knives and they stuck in the backs of their legs, making them fall. "THIRD!" He screamed as he removed the blades from the legs. "Learn proper English, fools! 'Yo'' is NOT a word, SHIT!" He said and slit the second kid's throat. He hovered over the second kid, the one who talked about Raven. "And fourth," he knelt down to meet him face to face, "you should never, under any circumstances, EVER speak about a woman in that manner. Especially my woman." He raised the knives above his head and smiled. "Merry fucking Christmas, you fucking elf!" With hose last words, he drove the knives simultaneously through the kid's chest and…nether regions."

Johnny stood and admired his work, and began to walk home with a happy smile on his blood coated face.

AN- Ahhhh...very festive. Santa, snow, Christmas, brutally murdering a group of potheads...yes, that is the good life!

~UxieS.