Author's Note: Finally, an update on this story. I miss this story. It was my first one and I abandoned it. But I'm not getting any reviews for this story. Oh well, I'll just type this thing out.
The Satanist grunted. A zombie a wearing white torned-up dress which, of course, covered with blood charged at him. He just kicked in the face and left it groaning in pain. He entered the carpark noisily which woke the Asian Axe Princess up.
Cortez came flying to Murdoc and stumbled onto the ground. He picked it up and gently rubbed his hands through the feather-less bird's body.
"My poor Cortez, who in 'e bloo'y mind did 'his to ya?" He questioned, rudely but gently.
The raven just cawed and weakly closed its eyes. He placed the bird on the floor and ran to his Winnebago. "Sumtin is goin' on."
He took a step inside and climbed the stairs. He turned into the direction of the driver's seat and headed towards it. Suddenly, he tripped over "a" banana peel and slide to the wind shill, of course, pulling all the strings and causing the bags to tear. They revealed black feathers and the "glidge" which, eventually, fell onto or poured onto Mudds and dirtied the Bago. He crashed into the see-saw-like thingy and steering wheel and triggered the car alarm and caused the glue bottle to fly and land on his head.
The unconscious bass slayer got up and looked around the place. He saw some more bags on top of the shelves at the pathway that was leading to his bedroom. The whole place was a dump except for half of the pathway that was leading to his bedroom. Now, that's what you call a "cradle of filth". (A/N: That's a band name. Go search in the internet. XD)
"What 'e hell… Aaaah!!" He was walking to his bedroom to get a towel of something when he tripped on another banana peel and did the same thing he did just a few minutes earlier. Another glue flew and landed on his head that already had big, bad bump but there was something else. When he landed on his bed, his blanket fell to the floor and exposed all the rubbish that was from the landfill. He was lying down on the filth and it took him moments to realize it.
"FUUUUCK!!" He continued, "Wha' 'e hell is goin' on?!"
Noodle giggled and stood up. She knew that was the wake-up call.
Wake-up call for what, you, readers, are asking. Gomenasai, I have to stop here. It's getting too long and I don't like type loong chappies. It'll bore the heck out of some readers, including me. So, that's a tip, I guess. R&R, plz?? ;)