Here we go! (get the cool, get the cool shoeshine!) oh eh sorry. I meant, here we go wif chapter 2 of this nightmarish, spine tingling story. Wow, the drama. –rolls eyes- Warning- Agony & an OC or two appears in this chapter…ohhhh the fright!
Disclaimer- me doesn't own the Christmas Carol line that the birdie sayz about dreadful apparitions and all, Charles Dickens does.
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In my state I didn't know what to think. Dead man reappears of a sudden, walks right by me, and what do I do? I squall in terror. The almighty bird of the Niccals cries with fear at the mere sight of a ghost. We saw them every day, and yet I was scared.
Yes, there was Jacob C. Niccals, as he stood there in front of my master's Winnebago. He took it all in, as though it were the most disgusting, revolting thing he had ever seen. And yet, he was the one who'd taught my Murdoc to be so slovenly..
"What is it now?" a familiar voice growled. 'Twas him, irritated by my yells.
The ghost disappeared.
"If that's you, bird, I'll wring your scrawny neck and eat you for dinner. You bet I will!" Lovely man.
"HA! It was you. Damn it. Shut the hell up!" With this, a hellacious sock was smashed into my beak and that was that.
Damn it couldn't' have been more right. Murdoc obviously hadn't seen his long-dead father come back, and hadn't heard me cry either. DAMN IT!
"Hey, Cortez-san, are you alright?" Noodle. Ah, Noodle. Sweet, wonderful Noodle, Noodle that didn't put socks of Satan in my mouth and didn't tell me to shut up. Perfect girl.
"Bwak! No! Bwak!" I wailed.
"What is wrong, beautiful bird. Come to me!" I landed gently on her delicate wrist. She gazed deep into me, trying to read the horror I was concealing. "What have you seen?" Some comforting words of Japanese were murmured.
I didn't know enough words to tell her. "He…awk…came," I tried. "He came."
"Who he, Cortez? Dear bird. You are shaking. Murdoc-san, he has not given you proper care. I take you for a while."
NO! The thought screamed in my mind. NO! What if he came back? Oh, God. No. NO NO NO!
Come to me, raven…
"Rang, mate, I swear…if you don't hurry up…" Jake growled, vexed by his mate's procrastination.
"Comink, comink, gimme a sec fucker!" was Jake's answer.
Hurridly Rang stuffed his secret stash in the drawer. "'M on mah way," he rumbled. A minute later he began to smile eerily and giggle like a bloody idiot.
"Oh no, don't tell me, no…"
Come to me.
That voice! Oh spirits of Satan and God and whoever, I beg of you, save me from that voice! Spare the girl, spare us! I beg you.
Raven.
NO!
I will take you where you have never been.
NEVER! Dreadful apparition, why do you haunt me so?
I want it.
IT? What is it? I'll give it to you! Just go!
You know, Raven, you know.
Right then! What the flip's goin on wif dis? What does Jacob mean by "you know, Raven, you know?" What's it? Where'd the two idiot Ocs come from? EEK! REVIEW ! Bubbye.