Ok. I do not join any Angels or Thin Men. Or Dorritos for THAT matter.
Dylan was beside herself. Not only did she have another bald patch, Natalie and Alex were actually treating this….killer as if he were human. "Dylan!", shouted Natalie. "WHAT?", Dylan retorted rudely, and unnecessarily loudly. Natalie said in an understanding voice, "Come have some chips with us, ok?" Dylan thought about her options, she could go into the other room and have to see that UGLY man's face, or she could ignore him and enjoy a bag of Doritos with her closest friends. Besides, she would get back at them by eating half the bag. "Coming", Dylan said softening her tone. Dylan swung her legs over the bed that she was lying on and thought, "Damn, Bosley's room has more of a feminine touch than mine." She looked groggy, make-up smeared, hair knotted and clothes rumpled. What could she do she had just woken up? Besides, she just didn't have the matinance for all that girly stuff. She walked into the other room where Natalie and Alex were playing with the Thin Man's hair. Natalie was straddling him on the couch, holding him down with her legs, while Alex watched Natalie, Master Hair Stylist at work. Alex giggled and placed a tortilla chip that she was holding in her mouth and started giving the Thin Man liberty spikes. "Get…off.", he whined trying to shake Natalie and Alex off, but in was to no avail. It's simple. Girls just want to have fun. "GAH!", yelled Dylan urgently, "What are you doing…..with the ENEMY?" Alex looked puzzled. "Enemy? He's a harmless little kitty cat!", she exclaimed grinning. The Thin Man gritted his teeth. He would beg to differ. "Ow,", he whined, "Your bony butt is digging into my ribs…" "Aww…Alex, do you think our Thin Man has had enough for today?" Alex snorted while shaking her head trying not to laugh. "Okay, Alex." Natalie turned to the Thin Man smiling. "You heard her. Either buck up or shut up." The Thin Man looked up at Natalie. No. He would never admit it, but he secretly enjoyed these little games of theirs. He also looked at Alex, blossoming with Asian beauty, small but deadly. He was secretly glad Knox was not there any longer, breathing down his neck or punching him when he made the slightest error. Perhaps this was the best thing for him. He felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. Well, he did, except for the whole death part. "Death is icky,", he thought. "God, these girls are starting to rub off on me." "Yo, Thin Man?", Natalie asked looking down. "Wha…?" But he was cut off when he felt a sharp edge at his throat. He gasped and closed his eyes tightly, and then heard, "DYLAN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" He opened his eyes and saw Dylan, holding a orange colored Dorito at his throat. "THAT,", she said, "is his BATTLE", she imitated him, "Wha…?" "Dylan, you're such an ass," Alex said, while rolling her eyes. Dylan started to walk out of the room when all of the sudden she heard a, "NO!" Dylan whirled around ready for action, and she saw the Thin Man walking briskly out of the room. "NO," Alex yelled following him Natalie tagging along behind, "We still have like a kajillion more hair styles to try!" She and Natalie followed him out of the room at a run, and Dylan looked at them darkly. She wished that he HAD attacked them, so she would have a reason to save them. That, or get rid of the man.