Disclaimer: I do not own Jhonen Vasquez. Therefore, I do not own Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, Squee!, I Feel Sick, or any other thing he wrote ( or drew as the case may be). That would be nifty though… But I do own this story and its plot. And your souls, I own those too.
This may be OOC but it's my creative right. Don't bitch at me.
By the way I usually write in first person so third is kinda new to me.
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Nny was glad to finally be back home after his "vacation". Nny's vacation just so
happened to be a trip into hell. He liked it there. It was much better than heaven whose
occupants just sat in chairs all day. Except for when Johnny was there. Then there was
head explode-ey. Hell didn't change Nny much. Physically he still looked the same way
he did ten years ago. His hair had even grew back from his first trip to hell. But all in all
he still looked like the same homicidal maniac he did before. Nny thought it was great to
be home and quickly returned to his old work of ridding the world of all the undeserving
insects. Nny thought it was fun especially because he didn't have to touch vile human
fluids any more or talk to styrofoam or floating rabbit heads. They all disappeared after
Moose was destroyed and the universe sort of ended. But Nny was pretty happy
nonetheless. Especially when he heard the telltale 'squee' of his bestest friend Squee
Sorry this is a little short. Hopefully the chapters will get longer…
I want criticism. But flamers turn back now or I'll beat you with a bag of rabid monkeys! You do not like it, then do not read it. But do review. Maybe you'll even get chapters faster. I do want at least two reviews before I write the next chapter. (Even though I'll probably write more sooner anyway.) Ahhhhh! Guys it looks soooo short! I hate doing it like that but it's much longer on paper. They'll get longer I promise!