Me: Hello

Mya: (right) what?

Me: What's Going on?

none of your business.

Me: ok If you need any help call me *Gives phone number and leaves*

*rolls eyes*

Leaf- HEy!

Mya:(right)what?

Leaf- Why are u Fighting!!

none of your business

Leaf- ....Tell me..

Arctica:she screwed up a prank i wanted to do.

Leaf- WHy?

why not?

Leaf- ur making this bunny mad..

Arctica: I'M A FOX!

Leaf- IM A BUNNY GIRL

oh sorry...

Leaf- look just Get along

we do. sometimes friends argue.

“No!”

yw.

I sniff “do you smell blood?”

*sniffs* no..

“I smell blood, or something...”

idk.

I sniff my shirt “where is it coming from?”

idk.

“(Cough) it’s making me sick to the stomach”

realizes her bloody paw* oh S**t

“Why do you have blood on your paw?”

“Or is it mine?”

Mya:?

“How old are we again? Like come on let’s be mature about this”

its ok to argue mister know-it-all.

“No it’s not you animals”

ok. so? just shut up!

“Not until you guys start acting your age”

Arctica:age is just a number
mya: i don't have one im dead.

“WHAT”

im a demon.

“But that doesn’t justify a reason to fight!”

ok

“Ok I’m getting out of here before you start ripping out my butthole and start eating that”

ha! ok.

I walk off and sit on a bench to call a cab

*the end*

(Well that went well)

yep.

its yours...

“Oh” I throw up

ew...

“(Cough 4x) that is gross”

i kinda ripped throat off

“I know I was there but that’s not why it’s gross,” I gag “it’s gross because-...because of the smell of blood makes me sick”

oh licks it off*

I gag even more “NOT IM FRONT OF ME” I pause for a moment then swallow my vomit

sorry.

“Egh (cough) it’s good”

eats part of throat she ripped off*

I fall on the floor and continue to suffer, choking. My wallet comes out showing my money and pictures of my kids

sees it, thinks a sec, then heals him* now scram.

I gasp for air and then get up “YOUR CRAZY IM OUTTA HERE!!” I grab my wallet and leave but some money came out and as I’m running away, one of the pictures flies out from the wind

*sighs*

I scream in the distance the words “IM CALLING THE COPS!”

YOU LEFT A PIC!

“WHAT?!” I stop running

i pick it up and give it to him* here. it must be important

“Oh thanks”

ok do you want to die? keep going if you want to.

“Uhhh well no but still stop!”

im in a body of a six-year-old.

“And you sure act like one”

grrrrrrrr

“Hehe no but seriously you guys should just stop”

ok. leave in 10 seconds or i kill you.

“No”

*rips his throat out* goodbye

I gargle the blood and hold my throat while I choke