Chapter 4- A time to think, a time to reflect, a time to piss off wolves.
Brennan Innokenti Kuznetsov was bored.
Kai Alexendrei Hiwatari was restless.
Tala Volk Valkov was angry.
He was very VERY angry.
Angry to the point where soon, there would be rolling heads, thunder, lightning, and everything would tremble under his merciless gaze.
Angry, in fact, didn't cut it.
And why was he this way?
Was he missing his wolf bit-beast? Or his blade?
What about the precious hair-gel used to mix with different concoctions in order to make that devilish hairstyle?
Did he get arrested?
Did he get someone else arrested?
No.
No no no no no no NO!
No NONE of these reasons were the reasons for his furiousness. The bottomless pit of all things dead covered with hell's hot spicy burning and death-defying sauce was calling for Tala to find the culprit and flung him or her in.
Turning to the bored hat-wielding bunny, and the restless scarf-cuddling ring-master he pointed to the items they were holding. A spoon in each hand, and a double extra large tub of fluffy green icy goodness, dusted with chocolate drops and garnished with mouth-watering marshmallow minis that radiated freshness and sugar, Kai and Bren both looked up from the comfy couch they sat on.
Tala Volk Valkov, glaring so powerfully that even the two spoons could not hide their holders from, did he point at the tub situated so neatly between them and bellowed,
'GIVE ME MY MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP ICE CREAM BACK YOU FIENDS, MAY YOU BE SUCKED FROM THIS WORLD BY THE BELLIES OF HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!'