Author: another day, another fanfic. Here you go Fanfiction on the rocks. Thang you Thang you vewy mu!
Finally darkness settled. Marie started her way home merrily skipping. "Ring around the roses pocket full of poses, ashes! Ashes! We all fall dead. Aw crap that cows blood musta gotten me drunk." she said thoughtfully "Oh well. If your gonna be dead the least you can do is enjoy it." and she went on skipping.
Out of the darkness a figure jumped her. The impact surprised Marie enough that she fell to the ground, her head thumping painfully. Straddling her was a man with black hair. His face suddenly distorted into a monstrous one.
"Uhhh. Dude, your fangs are showing." This confused the simple beast enough that Marie was able to kick him off.
Vampire dude hissed. "Say hello to your death."
"Dude. That is the most corny line I have ever heard. Gosh am I the only smart vampire there is?" unfortunately while saying this witty repartee she was distracted enough that the UVD (unidentified vampire dude) punched her in the face. Blood streamed from her busted nose as she fell back on her butt. "OWWWY" she screeched.
She stood back up and noticed her nose was already starting to heal. "Loving the new vamp powers." she said.
Again dimwitted Vampire looked confused "Your one of us?"
"Yeah you got that right. What was your first clue? The pale skin or the stench of blood on my breath?" She punched him in the gut. "Now. Payback for the nose." She grabbed him up by the neck and twisted. A satisfying CRACK was imitted and a bunch of ashes flew.
Marie coughed. "EW. I have dead vampire in my lungs! First thing I'm gonna do is take a shower when I get home."
Marie opened the door to her house. "Michelle! I'm home."
Quick as a flash her sister was there. Her hands were on her hips and she was glairing at Marie with her fiery green eyes. Her hair was died a brilliant red that curled around her shoulders. She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt and looked pissed.
Marie was a drastic opposite of her sister. She had solid brown eyes and hair a light shade of brown. While her sister was tall Marie was short and would stay so the rest of her death. Her sisters clothes were prim and tidy while Marie's were torn and bloodstained.
"Marie." the red head said
"Michelle." the brunette said.
Michelle poked her sister. "You look alive. Which means you must have been drunk. AND WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT FIGHTING!"
"Um. Not to do it?"
"And yet you never listen to me. Why is that do you think?"
"Causeā¦I love you."
"Yeah. Sure. And I'm the Easter Bunny." Falling short of narrative liberties she was not suddenly turned into the Easter Bunny, but I thought about it really hard.
"Well your gonna have to believe it because sister dearest, I don't feel like arguing with you until I have burned these clothes and scrubbed clean."
The two sibling had a stair down. Finally the eldest blinked and said "Fine. But we are talking when you get out."
