Chapter 4
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"Oh
my Satan," I cried. "Elvis Presley! You started gothic
music, though after Joal Madden."
"Oh, a fan," he
said sexily. "Want my autograph?"
"F*ck off, I need
2 find my firneds."
It was snowing, so Elvis pulled out a 2 black jackets with hoods on them and a pentagram on the left breast and put one on me and himself.
"Thank you," I
said.
"No problem, beautiful," he said. "Do you
need help finding you're friends?"
"Yes, plz."
All
of a sudden, a goffick girl in heavy black eyeliner and a black Mr.
And Mrs. Smith dress came running towards us. "YOU STAY AWAY
FROM MY HUSBAND."
It was Elvis's wife Priscilla.
"She
needs help finding her friends." Elvis said defiantly. "Girl,
what is your name?"
"Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven
Way," I said, thinking he wuz sexy.
"R U related to
Gerard?" He asked, and his wife swooned.
"No, but I wish
I wuz bcuz he is a hottie." I said.
I knew I must have gone back in tim again and I knew I needed a time toner or Morty McFli so I could return home and fry my friends. I knew that Voldemort must have sent them back in tim too, so I needed 2 find them.
"PLZ, do you have a time toner, plz?" I
asked.
"GET AWAY FROM HIM, YOU MUGGLE BITCH," Priscilla
said. She tried to smack me, but I wuz so fast bcuz I wuz a vampire
and I was fast, so I grabbed her arm.
"OH MY SATAN, YOU
SAID 'muggle,'" I shouted, and turned to Elvis. "You,
too?"
"All goffs are magic," Elvis laughed. "bcuz
goths are 2 magical. Now, let's have a group cutting session and
watch da Corpse Bride."
"Plz," I said. I was crying
tearz of blud, bcuz I was worried about my friends. "Give me a
time toner so I can rescue my friends."
"Oh, all right,"
Priscilla said. She pulled out a time toner and gave it to me "But
stay away from us, got it?"
I held up the time toner and winded it, all of the sudden, I fell into a dark hole. It wuz like the tim I went in the penseive.