Day 8: oil droplets

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Hey my readers!
TW: blood, swearing, and death
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Vixella's pov••••••••••••••

It was a freezing day on copper 9, I wanted it to be warmer but we can't always get what we want. I was walking to the corpse spire, kicking clumps of snow when Z came out of nowhere and pounced me. "Z! GET OFF OF ME!" I say trying to push her off.

"Sorry, I'm kinda hungry...." She responded.

"WHAT?!" I kick her off of me.

"Get back here!" She says running towards me

I bolt to anyone who can help me, but it felt like I was running in circles. "💭: fuck, where do I go before I become a five course meal?" I thought.

Z's pov••••••••••••••••••••

I sit upon a lamppost awaiting for the worker to walk by so I can slit her neck and drink the oil. I hear snow crunching (footsteps on snow) nearby, I get ready to pounce, I spread my metallic wings and I dive. Landing right on the worker. "Stay still, this will only hurt a little." I showed my fangs.

"STOP! WHY CANT YOU EAT YOUR LEFTOVERS ON THE GROUND OVER THERE!" She screamed.

"Cause, your new oil for me." I grin sinisterly.

She had a scared expression on her face, and blush for some reason? I take my blade hand holding it against her neck, and SLLLIIITTT! Oil comes running down her neck. Fatal error flashes on her visor, I hold her up and start drinking. It was delicious.....

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Hiya sooo ummm

APRILL FOOLS!
This isn't cannon in the main story line and it's just a special 😋

So sorry if I made y'all scared! But it's fake lol :3

And like always

CYA NEXT DAY/ CHAPTER!

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