That Saturday morning, everyone was getting ready for.. Operation: Bury Deez Hoes. They began to pile into Michael's minivan. The dead bodies were folded up and stuffed in a giant suitcase. It was tossed in the trunk alongside some shovels.
"I know EXACTLY who I want to sit next to," Grace thought to herself as she planted her ass right next to Daniel, grinning widely. Daniel gave her an awkward glare, then looked away.
Michael and Jason sat in the front row. Horny, Henry, Dylan, and Devin sat in the second row. Daniel, Grace, and Carina in the third. Brian, Dustin, and Megan in the fourth.
"Okay is everybody ready?" Michael asked.
"READY!" Devin yelled, perched cutely on top of Dylan's lap.
"It reeks back here!" Brian complained.
"That's the smell of DEATH little Brian," Megan told him.
"Stop talking about death! Let's just get this over with!" Carina whined. Michael started up the engine and drove out onto the road. Before long, they were just cruising at a nice rate.
Grace turned to Daniel and asked, "..sooooo are you... INTO anyone nowadays?"
Daniel raised his dragon eyebrows. He looked puzzled and a little disturbed, "Uhhhhh.. No."
Grace placed her guinea pig hand on Daniel's dragon thigh softly, "You sure about that??"
Daniel picked up Grace's hand and tossed it back to her area, "Yeah, I'm sure!"
"You know a dragon like you could probably get ANY girl in this town... ANY girl."
"What are you implying?!"
"You tell me..."
"Stop talking to me, I need to RELISH in my DESPAIR."
Daniel turned to stare out of the window dramatically, as if he was in a sad music video. Grace thought this was cute and decided to leave him alone for a bit so she could just stare at him creepily.
The minivan pulled up to a red light. To the left, there was a horrible car accident. Two cars had collided into each other at 80 miles per hour. The drivers had been flung out of their seats and out of the car. Their bodies laid dead on the concrete road, covered in glass shards. Police officers were covering the scene.
Grace noticed that one of the car's trunks was knocked open, spilling out old clothes, toys, and who knows what. It was a mess.
"Why do they have so much stuff in their trunk?" Grace asked.
"Do NOT speak ill of the dead," Daniel responded.
Grace looked confused, "I didn't say anything, I just said-"
"DO NOT SPEAK ILL OF THE DEAD!" Daniel cried out.
Grace was shocked and confused, but also a little turned on by Daniel's dominating energy.
"What's gotten into you Daniel?" Carina asked.
"I've been surrounded by too much death. Now it's as if I'M the one that's dead, living with a nightmare buried in my soul and it's NEVER waking UP! Why must I wallow in poor slumber during the day when I could break free from the CHAINS of life through sweet and divine BLOODSHED!" he said passionately and dramatically. The car fell silent.
...
"I-" Brian said.
"That was so............ hot..." Grace muttered to herself as she salivated and bit her lower lip.
"Anyways.. Can y'all shut up? Y'all mad annoying!!" Horny shouted at them.
"Baby, calm down," Henry told her.
"Don't think I forgot about yo little LYING self! DON'T tell ME to calm down... BITCH!" Horny responded.
Henry looked away in shame.
Dustin was shaking in the backseat.
"You okay, bro?" Brian asked.
"I'm just kinda freaking out, plus it stinks back here!" Dustin responded.
"Hey, you didn't do anything wrong. And we'll be done with this by tonight," Brian reassured him.
"I mean, I just can't go to jail... I'm a soap dropper and I don't want to become someone's prison b-"
"Man UP!" Megan interrupted before punching Dustin in the arm.
Grace was getting bored of just staring at Daniel, so she decided to bug him again. She poked him on the dragon arm repeatedly.
"What?!" Daniel grumbled.
"I'm getting kind of cold, do you mind if I sit a little bit closer to you? Actually... can you just put your arm around me... ACTUALLY ... can I just snuggle up next to you?" Grace asked.
"Move one inch closer to me, and I'll GOUGE your eyes out," Daniel responded before turning back towards the window.
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the tales of a lifetime book 3
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