Larry be Mine ~ ScareKat

Chapter 6

Trees fly by and the wind brushes against his hair. It is rather chilly out, but Scary Larry doesn't care. He just doesn't get it! Why must Karkat be so impossible to reason with?! Tears stream across his face as Scary Larry runs at speeds comparable to a car on a highway. His vision was too blurred to notice a small hole in the ground, causing Larry to trip and twist his ankle.

"EEEYYYYOWCH!" Birds fly into the sky. Scary Larry lies on the forest ground, crying like a pathetic little baby. It is around two PM when he hears a mysterious rustling from nearby hedges. He lifts his upper body off the floor and scans for figures, leaves falling out of his hair. He sees nothing.

Scary Larry shrugs it off and lies back down, when a few moments later he hears a low hum. He looks around again, more intensely. In the distance, behind those oaks, a large furry figure. It's one of the most infamous creatures known for roaming these woods... that is, the Daytime Werewolf. Scary Larry has heard all kinds of fables about this horrific beast, ever since he was a wee lad. Tales of its sharp claws and piercing glare, ripping through animals as small grizzlies to as large as rabbits.

Instinctively, Larry begins to panic, he screams at the top of his lungs, but alas, he's too far deep in the woods to be heard. He attempts to drag his seven foot tall figure across the floor, but to no avail. The humming grows louder and... wait, what? It's humming a familiar tune, rather loudly. Could it be?! The popular indie band "Tally Hall"'s hit song "Two Wuv", from their 2005 album "Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum"?! This is no Daytime Werewolf, this is far worse... the Music Wolf.

Even more panicked, Larry scrapes at the floor and wails louder, but to no avail. The Music Wolf is upon him, literally, it's standing right over him. Shaking, Larry Looks up and sees... a zipper.

Oh, it's Zubin Sedgehi in a wolf costume. Well that's weird. OH GOD HE HAS A SWORD, "OH NOOOOOO PLEASE DON'T HURT ME I HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN TO TELL MY UNREQUITED LOVE INTEREST I LOVE HIM NOOOOOOOOO"

Zubin raises an eyebrow, "Really?"

"...yeah."

"I hate that trope. Here..." Zubin pulls out a clay tablet and a reed, "write your last proclamation of love. I'll leave the note next to your corpse, so he will surely see it."

"Oh, uh, thanks man," Scary Larry spends half an hour wedging a speech into the clay, "Okay, I'm done."

"Cool."

Zubin stabs Scary Larry 57 times in the chest.