At a local apartment complex in the middle of a boring afternoon
Tony in his early 20s, a black man, with a zelda tattoo on his wrist. He was going to the dumpster with a heavy bag on hand, throwing it over. "Good fucking riddance"
He looks over and notices a beautiful looking gun, it looked as clean as a samurai sword, and kinda blinded Tony. When he laid his eyes on it. A beautiful chorus was playing in his head as he reaches over to grab the gun from the trash can with a lollipop keychain attached too it.
"No fucking shot" He holds the gun upward and dashes over to his apartment complex as he busts through his own home
"Yo, Frank check this out!" Tony gets the magazine and notices that it only has 7 bullets
Frank walks out of his room and notices what he was holding, eyes widened "Tony what the fuck!?!?"
Tony points it at him with the gun off safe. "What's wrong?? Ain't this glock clean..and it's cute it has a little keychain under the barrel of it. "Plus it's pink" He smiled gently
"What the fuck is wrong with you!? Don't point that gun at me man" Frank raised his arms frantically
Tony sighed "You think imma shoot your ass...please" He slaps his side "If I did I would've shot yo ass and it's a darn shame that we've been friends for YEARS and you think imma shoot ya"
Frank sighed "What's fucking wrong with you?"
"C'mon lil bastard let's go duel somebody" He grabs the door and points the gun like he was undercover "Pew! Pew! Pew!" He mimics pretending to shoo
Frank follows him and sighs "Stop messing with the fucking gun" He tries to grab it but Tony evads him and shoots right near him "Now c'mon let's go find somebody to duel"
Local parking lot
As Frank and Tony were looking frantically to find somebody to shoot or who wanted to shoot him
They tried looking around but kept avoiding him because of the pistol, he tried shooting them to try to maybe get to duel but, to no avail
"Why nobody wanna fucking duel...everyone's lame" Tony had his hands in his pocket
"Maybe because you have a fucking gun on you" Frank had his hands in his pocket
"People are very annoying" Tony repeatedly tapping his foot "I don't wanna kill fucking birds or dogs..I need some fuckers..people like me?"
"Crazy?" He asked
Tony shoots his gun at Frank but barely misses, hitting a bystander in the distance
"How about that girl you was complaining about?..You didn't really like her" Frank suggested
Tony snapped his fingers at Frank "Good ass idea we've been fighting for quite some time so let's get rollin" He raised his pistol in the air and yelled out "WOOOO"
30 minute walk...
Tony and Frank make it to a small trailer park with a beautiful modern southern belle Caroline and her father Sawyer
"Hey Fat BITCH!" Tony yelled out as Frank looked away, embarrassed
Caroline looked at Tony annoyed "Jesus Christ..what do you want!?!? I told you we were on break!"
Sawyer growled at Tony "Who do you think you're talking too boy.."
"I'm here to duel.." Tony nose flares up from the smell of tobacco, cow shit, and human waste that mix is a horrible smell. He glared at the taller man, gripping his pistol
"Ha..." Sawyer started walking and Tony followed looking at many rednecks stare at Tony
One kid who was playing a crt tv, with a half broken N64 hooked up to it. He gave a toothy smile and waved with Tony waving back
They go to an empty field with Tony on the other end, staring down at Sawyer
Sawyer glared right at Tony and so did he
Frank and Caroline were looking with intrigue
"So, you really wanna do this?"
Tony nodded confidently
Sawyer gives him a little distance and stops, staring Tony down
He gripped his pistol in his pocket, glaring down at Sawyer
The father licked his lips and slapped his belly
Tony was breathing calmly, gripping it tightly.
Then suddenly, Tony immediately brought the pistol and shots Sawyer in the leg making him go down
He bellowed in pain and struggled to get his gun before Tony blasted his face off with the entire magazine
"That felt good-" A bullet wound appeared on his left chest, Tony soon collapsed with Frank screaming in pain with Caroline tears streaming down and a pistol with green dinosaur keychain...
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Short Stories Vol. 1
Short StoryA bunch of short stories I've written because i'm cool