Sorry i haven't updated in so long XD I know you all want to ax-murder me and everything, but i've been subject to horrid, horrid writer's block and a crappy chapter is better than a crappy writer's blocked chapter. Or something like that.

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Juliy flung the door to the 24/7 open with an abandon that was entirely uncharacteristic. She really, really needed to have a raspberry flavored Sucky. After twenty years of being dead, she could really go for some preservative filled beverage made from concentrate.

She was dimly aware that Nny was following her to the Sucky machine, and didn't entirely know why until one of his twiggy arms shot out toward the Cherry flavored section.

She raised a brow, "Cherry?"

Oh goody, he was frowning again, "Cherry is beloved of the moose."

"And.. you're a moose?"

"..."

"Ok, Mr. Moose." , shrugging, she pulled the lever for the raspberry and waited til her cup was filled before putting the lid on. Turning, she was faced with a very angry, glowering Johnny.

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Brady Bunch he could deal with. Fighting over interior design in his own house he could deal with. Even the incessant talking in that annoyingly happy, chirpy little voice he could learn to stand. But the day someone gave him a shitty nickname was the day that Johnny C. would massacre anything and everything in sight.

His voice dropped dangerously low, hissing venomously as he spoke.

"What.. did you call me?"

That idiotic blinking thing she did was driving him crazy. What? I'm a fucking idiot? I don't understand? Blink. Blink FUCKING BLINK! That was it. He snapped.

Nny threw himself forward, fully intent on using the lever on the Sucky machine to stab her to death. And right before inertia took over and sent him slamming into the shelf behind her, Johnny remembered that this was one very dead, very permeable person he wanted dead.

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Juliy was aware of the odd feeling that something was passing through her, and then she heard the crash. Turning around she saw Johnny, sprawled angrily in a pile of Cheetos and Lays potato chips. Blinking, she tilted her head to the side and folded her arms.

"Mr. C, Do you always pretend to stage dive in the middle of convenience stores?"

"Shut.. the fuck...up.."

"Language, Mr. C, language."

What was it with this kid? Why did he seem to think that every small mishap in his life warranted using a curse word? Shrugging to herself, she stepped over him and moved toward the cash register to pay for her Sucky.

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Keeping his urge to kill everything within five miles in check, Nny stood up and pulled the lever for Cherry Sucky, fully certain that at least once in his life he would be able to get one with little fuss, given the fact that it was about 4:00 pm. The sputtering lack of cherry goodness that reached his ears was the last straw. The absolute last.

Wrenching the lever loose from its place at the side of the machine, he stalked over to stand next to the Cricket in front of the register.

"Something.. is wrong.. with the cherry sucky.."

The balding, overweight cashier stared stupidly at him, scratching his moustache, and finally pointed one of his stubby fingers at a sign behind the counter. Cherry Sucky Out of Order.

That was it. The end. Game over. There was nothing worth salvaging in the rest of this life.

"What do you MEAN there's no Cherry Sucky?!"

"It's out of order, man, that's all.", The cashier was looking just a tad bit worried about the goings on, and kept glancing at the Cricket for some reason.

"That Sucky was the ONE thing that could've repaired the utter shittyness of today! AND NOW IT'S NOT WORKING!"

Drawing his arm back with full intent of slamming the Sucky machine lever through this moron's forehead, Johnny let out an almost animalistic yell.

And that's when the bottle of Cherry FizWiz was held up in his line of sight.

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She could see it coming. There was definite carnage in the making right in front of her face. And it was very much her job to avert though kind of 'mishaps'. But she really just wanted to finish her Raspberry Sucky right now.

Sighing lightly and rolling her eyes, Juliy made her way over to the cooler and grabbed a Cherry FizWiz, figuring that just about anything cherry flavored would work at this point.

When she turned around, he was brandishing the broken lever from the Sucky machine at the poor store clerk. Geez, how spoiled was this guy that not getting his flavor of drink inspired violence? But then, Juliy figured she wouldn't have been called into action if the guy was just spoiled.

Unspeaking, she held the bottle of FizWiz in his line of sight and waited for a little bit until he grabbed the bottle and dropped the 'weapon'.

Crisis Averted.

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"Ooh! I didn't know they had cherry FizWiz!"

His eyes widened, and his hands came up and grabbed the bottle of Cherry flavored goodness, not really caring where it came from. And abruptly Nny turned and walked toward the door, tossing his change over his shoulder toward the counter, dimly aware that the Cricket was following, slurping on her Sucky.

Something about this day seemed really wrong to him. He'd only killed one person yet. Something about that made him feel just a bit like he was underachieving. Oh well. He didn't particularly care right now. He had Cherry FizWiz and that annoying girl had finally learned to shut up.

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AN: Lame? Unlame? Personally i don't like it as much as the previous chapters, but i figured i needed to update ^^;