Disc: blah blah blah don't own LOK o yah just so you know, this cruel murder of the English language is done by Haroldontherocks (formerly known as Lil-Ctec). This part of the story is based of a current problem I am facing in real life only the name of the person who is on life support will not be mentioned. Also I do enjoy guitars a lot it's just that bumblefoot song sets the mood.

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Kain: (standing in the middle of the defeated zombies) DEAD BODIES EVERYWHERE

Haroldontherocks: I said those Zombies aren't yours, dammit! (chasing Kain with a bat)

Now for the real story

In the garage the sound of power tools and "guitars suck" by Bumblefoot could be heard threw out the field. It was quiet due to the fact someone had called the cops a day earlier after seeing a strange man in a pink tutu and a 13 year old writer chasing a vampire with a bat. Seeing as how the pit crew had went off, Soultail Omega-Light was left wondering who the hell was in her garage.

"Kain I swear for the love of god if you are messing around with the tools again-" her words were stopped short by the earlier mentioned 13 year old writer staring at her with anger.

Harold decided against throwing a hammer at her and instead put down the drill and asked her in a harsh tone "what do you want?". Little did he know the wide known fact being an ass in a widely female Fan fiction would make him the main character in the story for longer then he cared for. (witch for future reference I really don't care for, o well more attention to me)

Soultail Omega-Light taking serious offence to his tone took the verbal offensive, "you're a little young to talk to me like that, besides this is my place shouldn't you be making popcorn or something," she said leaning on a nearby wall feeling she had gained the upper hand by mocking both his age and job.

Almost as on cue twist by korn started pounding threw the speakers as he started his retort " I am more effective at repairs then your whole monkey-wrench grabbing pit crew, not to mention seeing I am taller then you and younger by 6 years". Both giving each other go to hell looks Soultail went off to tell the rest of the group about Harold's crappy mood while he continued drilling holes in what now looked like a Swiss cheese version of an Ibenez iceman 400.

He reached back in his pocket and pulled out the letter that had caused the anger inn the first place, as hid did so he yelled to no one in view, "he was like a father to my dad and uncle if they say he shouldn't be a $ing vegetable, then he shouldn't be a $$#ing vegetable " with that he lowered his head. Father of mine by everclear started to play and Harold smashed his cd player. "shut up you," and he walked off leaving the iceman in the floor.