Len's OCs: Quick Writes/Sample Writings

London 2: Kidnapped (Except its him and his twin this time-)

[TWS FOR THIS CHAPTER:
- Kidnapping
- Bad language
THANK YOU FOR READING]

"Shit, we got kidnapped. Damn."

London sighed, looking over at his brother with a fake expression of panic, before bursting out laughing.

They had been tied up and thrown into the back of a van at random, and went pretty willingly. London, however, got hit over the head for calling their kidnapper a name and for being annoying in general.

"I wonder what this ugly mother fucker wants from us. You think he wants my fat ass?"

The silvery haired male joked, attempting to get at least a little more comfortable as his hands were tied behind his back.

"Y'know could've been a little nicer, my shoulders hurt, asshole."

"Shut the fuck up, kid."

London huffed, pouting. He was silent for about five minutes before his obnoxiousness started up again, this time annoying their kidnapper to put on some music.

"Hey, dickwad,"

"Jesus fucking Christ, kid, shut up."

"No, okay, play some fucking music."

The man in the driver's seat could see that London had sat up right and took a turn way harder than he needed to, sending London into the floor of the back of the van once more.

"Ow! Rude!"

The silvery haired male now started complaining of a headache, all the while joking around and making fun of the situation they were in.

"Why aren't you scared? You've been kidnapped."

"Do we look like we're sane? You're funny, mate."

London had figured out why they had been kidnapped, probably. I mean they were technically precious merchandise, the last of the Phantomhive's bloodline besides Ciel. London knew that more than just a couple people would bid for them if they were auctioned off.

"That's like asking someone why they kidnapped you, like they're gonna fucking tell you. You're a moron."