Buzzfeed Unsolved One-Shots (mostly Shane)

Sh-Shane?

(this is short and rushed)

Shane was sat on his cool-gray couch watching "Rick and Morty." He leaned his head back and groaned loudly. He stretched his ruby-red wings out and yawned widely. His lanky legs pushed him upright, off of his couch, and he went to get something to eat. As he strode his way to the small kitchen he let his crimson horns leap out of his forehead.

He flung the upper cabinets open and searched for a snack. Eventually, Shane decided on a bag of Classic Lay's potato chips. As he went to grab a bag, he accidentally poked a hole through the bag with his claws. "Heh, the one downside to having claws," He chuckled to himself. "Sh-Shane," A shaky voice cried out.

Shane dropped his bag of chips and froze in place. Shane knew he was fucked when he turned and saw Ryan's horrified face. The fear-stricken boy looked like he was going to faint. His face was uncharacteristically white, his pupils had shrunk a fuck ton, and he was shaking like a leaf. "W-what are y-you?" Ryan managed to shout.

Shane retracted his horns, claws, and wings back into his skin and fully turned to face Ryan. He picked up the chip bag off of the ground, raised it in front of him, and jokingly said, "Hungry!" with a grin. Ryan's eyebrows furrowed as he barked back, "No, I mean the horns and wings, and what-not." Shane tilted his head slightly and played dumb. "What are you talking about dude?" he questioned.

Ryan's shoulders raised slightly as he shouted, "Don't act dumb with me! I know what I saw! W-What are you?" Ryan was still visibly trembling and his voice was shaky as well. Shane sighed and mumbled, "You would've found out eventually. I guess it's time you know."

Shane shifted his eyes away from Ryan as he let his wings and horns pry their way out of his forehead. Ryan shakily gasped and clenched his fist. "I'm... I'm a demon Ry," Shane drearily said. The room was tense and they were both waiting for something to happen. Ryan made a grunting noise and sprinted back into their room in a frenzy.

"RY, WAIT!" Shane shouted, "LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS, PLEASE!" Ryan was in their closet digging through clothes and other miscellaneous items they had in there. Shane threw the door open and went to sit next to his best friend. He went to lay a hand on Ryan's shoulder when he suddenly felt a BURNING sensation on his face.

Shane let out a blood-curdling scream full of fear and agony. He clawed at his face and wept, the salt of the tears not helping his situation. Ryan's face was full of fear and remorse, but he kept his firm stature. Shane was able to slowly open his burning eyes and saw what Ryan had used to cause his torment. In Ryan's right hand he held a blue squirt gun, that he knew was filled with Holy Water.

Shane felt angry, no, enraged. He felt a snarl escape his mouth as his fangs began to poke out of his gums. His hazel eyes quickly flashed a sunset golden color. He felt his normal fingernails morph into sharp dagger-like claws as he stared Ryan down. The shorter man gave a fearful look and backed up into a wall.

Ryan fell to the floor with a gasp and shook with fear. His eyes glazed over with tears as he threw the holy water gun off to the side. Shane walked over to Ryan and looked down at the shorter. Ryan closed his eyes and raised his hand over his head, terrified of what Shane would do. Ryan felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist and whispers.

Ryan was confused, yet still terrified of the demon who was now hugging him. Ryan slowly began to hug Shane back, scared that this was some sort of trick. He let tears fall out of his eyes as Shane whispered sweet nothings into his ears and rubbed circles into his back. Ryan held onto Shane as if the taller would disappear if he let go. The rest of the night was filled with tears, fear, and acceptance until they both fell asleep in each other's arms.

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