Kiss My Undead Soul (Hollywood Undead FanFic) ~Danny

Wally-world.

~Sondra~

"What the hell are you doing, you dumb f*cks?" I exclaimed, watching as Jorel and Josh plunged into the small ball cage. It slowly tipped over as soon as Josh fell on top of J.

It was nice seeing Joshua warm up to the guys, but this was no way to act with each other in a Walmart. The cage crashed to the ground and balls spilled out quickly, bouncing in separate aisles of the store. A mother with her 1 year-old in the cart stared at them as they both crawled out while laughing.

Rylee came screaming around the corner riding a small tricycle. Jordon ran through the toy aisle, stepping on a small ball that escaped from its rightful place and fell flat on his back. It was complete havoc. Everyone was acting like little kids. I face palmed and stood in the middle of the children's section, watching through my fingers as they chased each other around.

"What the hell is going on?" Johnny's low voice came from behind me.

I turned to see him holding two 6 packs of beer, a black beanie covering his head. He wore his long-sleeved dove shirt, which made his blue eyes brighter than usual.

"I honestly have no idea." I raised my hands into the air, watching FunnyMan gallop past us down the aisle as Josh threw several balls at him. They both laughed uncontrollably? And when Dylan turned to face him a red ball bounced off his face. "Do you know where Daniel is?" I ask, tugging at the sleeves of Daniel's mirror dove hoodie that was oversized on me.

"He went to the electronic section of the store, I think. Maybe he was lying-- knowing how he is." Johnny gave me the 6 packs of bottled beer, then launched himself at Jorel.

I was babysitting a bunch of 30 year-old men.

George put J in a headlock quickly, which drew more attention from customers of the store. A kid walked out of a toy aisle and just stared at them for awhile. The mom quickly came over, grabbed his hand and rushed off. Another lady walked by slowly with her cart, staring at them. Rylee was sitting in the tricycle she was riding around, watching them, then made eye contact with the lady.

"What the hell are you looking at?!" Rylee snapped, making the woman turn her head and quickly move along.

"That's it, I'm going to go find my husband." I say, walking towards the electronic area.

It was a pretty small Walmart. You could almost see the front and back easily, except some of the aisles were to tall to see over. Every worker was in their blue polo shirt and khakis uniform, with a lanyard that read their names on it if you needed help with anything. Frankly, I think the only people who needed help at Walmart were people who couldn't read. All the aisles were labeled, and were up high enough to see from the other side of the damn store.

Once I found the electronic area, I walked down a aisle with movies that had just came out on DVD and Blu-Ray. There were so many movies I wanted to grab, but I didn't really want to spend all the money we had. We came here for dinner stuff. I was the only one in the aisle for awhile, until A tatted guy walked down it slowly, scanning the shelves for anything that would satisfy him.

I didn't give him eye-contact, nor did I look his way. I wasn't afraid of the guy really, he seemed too frail. After a moment of debating whether I should look over at the guy or not, I glanced over at him. Long face, red cap on the top of his head. Facial hair, pretty long with small arms. He seemed to be familiar, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"Hey, I'm looking for the movie Insidious.. So you possibly know where it's at?" He asked nicely, slurring just a little bit.

I slowly made my way towards him, looking up at the shelves. Invidious was nowhere to be found on the shelf, so I turned to the awkward looking guy and looked up at him, "It could possibly be on the other side? I don't know."

Too familiar.

"Take a picture it will last longer." The guy softly chuckled, and I looked away.

"You look familiar, I'm sorry." I shake my head, "Like.. You look like--"

"Aron." I heard Daniel's voice behind me, and the guy looked up.

I turned around to see Danny at the end of the aisle with a package of some electronic device in his hands.

Deuce. That's who it was.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is this your wife?" Deuce called out at Daniel as he took my hand and drug me away from him.

He probably didn't remember me from Las Vegas. Aron was to sh*tfaced to even care on who I was. I didn't really mind, I mean, the last thing I wanted was him in my life.

"Deuce! That's right. Okay.." I nodded as we slowly backed away from him.

"Yes, Sondra Murillo for your information. Now go f*ck yourself." Danny snapped, turning and walking out of the aisle holding my hand tightly.

I could sense Deuce high on our heels. It awfully bothered me to even see him trying to taunt Daniel and antagonize him. Danny would always be the best, no matter how hard Aron tried. Trying to beat the sh*t out of him wouldn't make him look better either. We continued until we got to the check out section at the front of the store.

Everyone was there, crowding around the small conveyor belt for the food. They all peered up at us as soon as we got with them. Then their eyes caught someone else.

Deuce.

"What the f*ck is he doing here?!" Rylee exclaimed, pointing a finger at Aron. Jorel tried to stay calm and pushed her finger down.

"Shopping." Aron simply said, letting everyone answer him with glares.

Charlie started lacing through the small crowd of us around him, and just before he could even reach Deuce Danny caught him, "We're not starting a fight."

That's exactly what Aron wanted. He clearly wanted them to start a fight in public, which caused trouble and possibly get them thrown in jail. It would easily send Aron to the hospital, and also he could sue them. That's exactly what was going on in his little mind.

Johnny glanced at everyone every so often, and after loading the cart up with groceries, he watched us carefully for a second. We still had to hold Jordon back, which drew too much attention. People were getting scared by the time we were finishing.

"Let's blow this Popsicle stand." George announced clearly, pushing the cart towards the exit with us behind.

Deuce smirked at us evilly as we walked away, which just filled my heart with more hate for him.