Fairy Tales
Cephied Variable
"You'd better go to sleep or he'll get you!"
"Yeah! They say he has great red wings like a dragon!"
"And that his eyes glow bright yellow in the dark just like a demon's!"
"And the bullets he shoots are actually parts of his stomach and he eats little children with them!"
"Hmph, what the hell are you talking about?" the dorm fell silent as Nicholas peered over his bunk, dark hair falling in his face and eyes narrowed critically.
"V-Vash the Stampede!" one boy stuttered, pulling the bedsheets up to his chin. Nicholas scoffed.
"Vash the Stampede's just a man, and a man's nothin' to be scared of."
"But," one of the other boys questioned boldly, "What if he was standing right here, outside this door?"
Nicholas sighed and flopped back in his bed, "Then I'd hit him on the head and tell him to stay the fuck away from our orphanage."