Chapter 4

(AN: Thx to my Demon bby Amethyst for helping me with this chaptr, ur fucking awesomw!)

Lily, Sev and I go to The Thirteen Batstakes and I start taking my plan to action. The moment we come in everyone stares at us and starts wisling. I feel subconscious becaue I of my makeover that Buffy gave me I now look hort. We sit at a booth in the spot with the least amount of light because we like to have pale skin because we're gothic.

A waitress comes over to us with black roller skates made out of Vampire skin and menus wearing a pink tutu with chains all over it and a ripped black corset with locks and chains on it too. Her hair was shaved except for two black space buns with bangs and clip on pink neon hair legs were wearing blue and black striped stalkings with a garter from cains and locks and keys in them. On her wrists that had black nail polish on her nails had fluffy pink handcuffs and chains coming from them that connected to her chocker.

"OMB! I didn't know you were to cum to us today Scarlet Fever! What can I do to you?" she gasps.

I look at her confused because that's totally not my name. I follow where her eyes are looking. I SEE SHES LOOKING AT LILY!

Lily smiles sweatily with her pink lips that now turned black and flips her hair that has now turned DARK BLOODY RED. "It's not a biggy Trixie, it's great to be here again!"

"We have a new special gothic drink for you today, our specially gothic Blooderbeer."

"Yes, we heard, that's why we came!" Lily the coronavirus says too sweetly she could be mistaken as a Lolita. I vomit a little in my mouth and then swallow it so Sev doesn't see it and thinlk I am gross.

Then suddenly, Lily the bubonicplague turns to me and asks me on the spot, "Winter bby, what are you gonna have?" and then she smiles innocently because she is plotting against me and is the human version of the ebola.

I put my face into the menu closely and try to stop my shivering hands from anxiousness. I look for the biggest quantity of blooderbeer that they have. I'm gonna throw it all up later anyways because I am anna. "I-I'll have a gallon of Butter-I mean Blooderbeer," I finally manage to say as I turn the colour of blood.

Sev smiles a real gothic smile at me (not like Lily the Spanish flu). "I'll also take a one gallon of the Blooderbeer drink please."

Lily smiles an evil smile, but not in a gothic way. "I'll have your finest barrel of Blooderbeer, with a side of a bowl of white chocolate skull prezels and a grave cake with extra coal." She says and flips her hair like in a rock concert 6.66 times.

The waitress looks excitedly at her, "of course Scralet Fever, we are gothically depressed to be at your service." Then, the waitress leaves.

I am SO MAD that I can feel smoke almost coming out of my NOSE!" I scream inside from the pits of hell which is my ETERNAL BEING. My soul is on fire and the smoke comes out of my braain through my eyes snd ears and mouth and nose. I suddenly jump upon the mortuary table we are sitting at in the booth and I clap my hands aroun her skinny little throat and I slowly yank her up into the air as her pallid face turns blue like the depths of the ocean where no one has ever explored. She kicks around with her feet like like a strangled person and tries to pry my hands of her throat with her with her hands theat are bacl with nailpolish on her nails but I don't let her. Instead, I glab shove ,y hand into her stomach and pull out her intestines. Lily the polio screams in terryfied terror making me laugh verey hardly. I throw her intestines on the floor which now look like spaghetti Bolognese and she falls down down into a pile of ash.

Then suddenly Sev gets up onto the table and looks very down at me because he is so tall and I'm so short that you can't take a picture of us in the same frame. Then hee smiles a true gothic smile at me with his gothic lips like a true goth and says in a sultryu voice and says, "Wow. I have never met someone so truly Gothic."

My eyes turn puple because my irises mix with the red of love and the blue of my eyes. "OMB Sev, that is so repulsively gothic of you!"

The, Sev dips me and looks right into my purple gothic eeyes that lead to my soul and shine with death. "Winter Acid Blood Rain, since thw cold night I first laid my frigid piercing eyes on your depressedly black soulless Aril Lavinge shirt from when she was emo that's so long it travelled to your thighs and your distressed black skinny jeans and platform black Dr. Martens boots. With silicone black band and LGBTQ+ bracelets on your writs and bvlack nailpolished nails and black long straight bangs thta were covering almost your entire face. I have never seen anything so-"

"OMB, is THAT Twilight Mist?!" Lily the AIDS says waking me up from my daydream.

(AN: nxt xhpter coming soon!)