Past Guitar Gods

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The arcade was still fun for Cody to endure and he was still playing on the Guitar Warrior game, though a little sweaty. At least it wasn't making his fingers bleed open. His arms were getting tired and after about playing fifteen songs, he decided to call it quit and put the controller up, and was panting a little bit. Cody went to the snack bar to get himself some refreshing cola.

He needed it because he was completely and absolutely thirsty.

"Wow Cody, you did well." said Loona, sitting next to him. "you were almost like a guitar God back there." she handed him a second cup just in case he needed it.

"Thanks Loona. But I don't know if I would call myself a guitar God. If I was, I would be more like Dimebag Darrell or Jeff Hanneman."

His friends all laughed and Vortex said. "That is so true. Those guys are badass times a hundred."

"Well... were." said Crystal."

"They're both dead." Serena sounded sad to say that phrase.

"Yeah. We know." said Loona

"How can we not hear that. Especially Dimebag?" Vortex asked.

"Well... Jeff didn't really die like Dimebag." Moxxie admitted. "Still sad either way."

"How did he die?" asked Millie

"Liver failure." said Cody. "That's what Tommy told me. "He loved alcohol too much. And he told me the dangers of drinking that stuff too much."

"That makes sense." said Loona

"You are a smart boy, Cody." said Vortex. "They must have taught you well in school how bad the stuff is."

"Uh-huh. That's why I'll never drink. But what i don't understand is why... I'm not going to say his name, because he doesn't deserve to his name said." Cody took another sip of his cola. "I don't know what that evil man just killed Dimebag like that. He was just trying to perform in front of everyone who loved him and that happened to him?"

"I know!" said Loona. "No doubt Na- I mean, that piece of shit is suffering down here after all he had done. Otherwise. I would show him what hell really is."

"I've seen that on the news years ago." Moxxie said.

"Yeah, my daddy loved Pantera and their music. When he heard about Dime getting killed, he was a crying mess for a whole month." Millie said.

"The mother-" Vortex looked at Cody again and realized their was a kid present in this. "I mean, the scumbag, was sick. sick in the head."

"Yes, from what I've heard." Octavia said. "He was an overweight mental case." she looked angry."

"But the officer killed him." Cody said.

"Oh yeah. He is one of the only cops I can respect and appreciate." Loona said. "And he deserves to be called a hero."

"But he couldn't same Dimebag." Cody bowed his head."

"I know." said Octavia. "But sometimes it's too late to save a person, sweetie."

"It's like you've heard before." Moxxie stated. "I really hate to say it, but you can't save everyone."

"Come on, those people might be dead, but as long as their music lives on they'll never truly die." Vortex tried to cheer him up. "Besides, there's other of amazing guitarists still alive today."

"And... at least Dimebag died doing what he loved to do best." Loona added

"He probably didn't even see it coming." Moxxie added.

"Come on, let's not be sad about it." said Loona. "It's all the past and we can't change it."

"At least there are other guitar gods alive." Cody said. "Zakk Wylde, Slash, John Petrucci, Dave Mustain, Kirk Hammett."

"There you go." said Vortex. "That's the spirit. "Just keep thinking positive."

"I wish Verosika wouldn't hate metal or rock. Wouldn't surprise me if she does."

"Oh no, no, no." the male hellhound said. "She actually loves those classic rock bands and likes to listen to them. She just prefers to do it on her own time when she's not performing."

"Huh. Well, I wonder how Blitzo and Stolas are doing on their date."

"Heh, they're probably doing some... kinky things." Loona joked.

"Ugh! don't even say that, Loona!" Octavia said. "Well... granted, my dad would be the one to start it, but it's still disgusting just thinking about it."

"Sorry. Sorry." Loona quietly said to her. "So Cody, when you're ready to go back to school, just let me know."

"How can I come back here if my school is on Earth?"

"Hello?" Millie said. "We have the book, silly." she gently ruffled the kids' head.

"Oh. That's right."

"I'll just get open the portal to Earth with it and i can pick you up after school. Simple as that." Loona said plainly. "I can always turn into a human whenever I want so it will be no problem at all, Cody. And if anyone picks on you, never be afraid to talk to me and i'll give them a taste of their own medicine." she unsheathed her claws to show how much she would hurt or kill someone who would dare bully on this child.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." said Cody. "I don't think you mauling them to death will be necessary. Besides, the last thing I want is for you to get arrested or have the police kill you. If you kill bullies, it might cause an uproar from angry parents and angry people."

"Good point." Loona realized "Then I guess I can rip their ears out with my bear hands or gouge their eyes out with my claws."

"I... don't think that would be necessary. unless they're trying to kill me." Cody admitted. "some like Martha that you and Mayberry told me about."

"Another good point."

"I wonder how Blitzo and my dad are doing on their little... date." Octavia admitted.

in a fancy, French-like restaurant, Stolas was in a nice tuxedo, and Blitzo was forced to wear a pink dress ahd a blonde wig to make Stolas happy, or else he would feel the the Goetia prince' wrath and anger.

"Stolas, is this really fucking necessary?" Bltizo asked, looking annoyed.

"Ho ho, quite necessary, Blitzy." Stolas said with an adorable smile. "Isn't this nice? Spending a date together in Le Cafe L'enfer? just you and me?"

"Wish it was Mayberry but what-fucking-ever." Blitzo said before covering his mouth in shock.

"Mayberry?" Stolas looked a little surprised. "Well..." he had a sneaky smile. "Need i remind you who you belong to, my dear Blitzy?"

"Oh fuck no." Blitzo said

"Looks like you owe me another pegging session."

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