Chapter 4
Ho finally! Sorry I haven't been updating this story that much. I was busy with school work and also my other fan fiction. Go check it out if you read/watch bleach!
Okay so please review! If you find it childish or retarded please don't add it in your review. You will crack a hole in my heart.
Ok here you go!
"Your ass… is heavy"
"Pervert!" Corelle smacked Pea-shooter hard.
"Oh dear, fighting is not good!" Sunflower said anxiously
"Stupid pea-head"
"Annoying Brat"
"ASS-HOLE"
"God you don't have to yell at me!"
Sunflower looked around and pointed at a small hut not far away "Look! A house!"
Corelle and Pea-shooter stood up and ran towards the hut and fast as possible, as if the two of them were having a race or something.
"Hey! Wait up!" Sunflower stood up and started chasing after the two, only to feel someone pulling her frilly skirt.
"Don't go." A 7 year old-looking boy said. He had bright large eyes and he looked fragile and petite. He was also wearing what it seems like a used potato sack made into a plain dress. (Ok not really a dress. He probably just cut holes and wore it.)
"Huh?" Sunflower asked. "Why?"
"It's dangerous." The young boy ran off after saying it.
"Weird…" Sunflower thought to herself. "Dangerous? Never mind… let's go!" She ran towards the hut.
"Hello? Anybody there?" Corelle yelled. "Hel-hey!" Pea-shooter pushed her away and began kicking the door
"FREAKIN OPEN THE DOOR YOU IDIOT!" Pea-shooter yelled.
"Stop yelling outside of someone's house for no reason!" Corelle said
"Excuse me, is anyone in? Could you please open the door?" Sunflower asked sweetly knocking on the door.
"Ahhh, I'm glad you weren't those people asking me for money." A 50-looking man said as he opened the door. "Those bullies kept trying to knock my door down and get money from me."
"Ah, I see. Haha" Sunflower smiled. Corelle and Pea-shooter looked surprisingly. It could have been THAT simple?
The man invited the three into his house for tea. "I hope you don't mind my messy house. Oh and please call me Buckethead."
Corelle almost spitted her tea on him. "Buckethead?"
"Haha, it's a nickname. I sell paint and work as a painter. That's why they are calling me Buckethead."
"I see…" Pea-shooter whispered. He looks really weird though, the Bucket guy.
Okay… I think I will end it here because I added a lot of crap in it. So I think you guys already know who are the potato sack boy and the bucket-man. Hehe…
So please wait up for Chapter 5!