A/N: shaddup i can do what i wnant if i acjtjklally want to yur not the vooss of me. To the fane and not the h8rs gators out ther changingi the mpeprsdveptivje fomr fiest perosk to third person becusde it captures my feeligns mroe. deal iwth itn.
Marx Looks up passionately at hte new found bae. His blk raven haire gloshtnws in hte sunglight. She go up to himall shuy and embarsaised and sutf.
"Hi" she say. She hissed a little becuas esnake kin. but it was a love hiss not amean hiss. The dood loosk up from hus choker. he was buyin a choker n some hipster glasss.
"sip" his voice aas deep and seducitinve. liek the oshean. pipachu was done buyin his hate die bu t i (I MEAN MARX) wantd to chill. He looks up at Amrx with sad purple eye and gorgeoud nose ring. Marx look away and vlush cus she ws pverhwlemed by the cutness.
"Im Poison. Poison Oak" he ses. Msrx rellay loved that hos name wha s poiosn. It wa sedge y and cool liek are el excepr he wandt tebel he was emp goff popunk lookin. Marx blinked slow.
"Hi Im marX..." she wnantwc to tell hism how cuute he was but hse waz shy. it s the forsr time she ever fell this hway. Pikachuu tuggdd on hte pant legg of Marx saxy pant and Marx turn s to Pipcjhakhhuu. He pciked put a oefect red hare die for his complexino. Marx adoor. Poisson Oak turn to Marx for the tenth tiem.
"Hows about weh ditch nthis place and go do some rebel stuf." He sey. Marx in love so she sey ye. Marx and Poison walk aout of the store an go so revel stuf. Marx knew on the isnide that she aas aboandoning her frend Wmber and the oher guys and her posialchuu but she didnt carr. she love posion.
"Commere pipakuu." Marx pit piapanchuchu back in hsi peokiball but pickauchuu didnt like it and he got all mad. Marx put him nach. They sit outisd of the emo goffix store and Pooskn smook a sigaret. Marx find that sexay. Psoion looks liek he got a lot on his nidm.
"What wong" she aaks
"Needa aks muh gampra ef i an go out an do stuf" Marx r confus. Psiosjn continue.
"He want endme to buy hi,m some gipstre glases. I need a giv em to hkm."
Marx nod.
"Ckme wif mee to c muai grondaddh" his red eye sprakl. Marx agre. They taek hteir stuff an go.