The experiment.

Chapter 13

Death's P.o.V

I was soundly drawing on the paper on my bed when I heard a CRASH and some curses. So as curious as I am, I got up and  walked out of the room.

OMG WHAT IF IT'S SPIDER-MAN?? I asked my self. Pfft please, it's totally batman... I answered my self once more.

Yay I'm talking to my self....

And I'm doing it again...

OK STOP THINKING...

As I made my way down the stairs I noticed how the window was only jammed in a certain spot and a arm was sticking out of it.

And it was moving.

"OH MY FUCKING NUGGETS!!! IT'S A MOVING AARRRMMMM HHEEELLPPP!!!!" I screamed.

As I finished my screaming I walked towards the moving arm.

"Soul??" I asked as I saw the familiar face. As he saw me his eyes widened.

"D!!" He chirped happily and took his arm out of the hole.

"YOU!!" I pointed an accusing finger at him. "YOU made ME think that YOU were SPIDER-MAN THEN BATMAN!!" I yelled a few parts and saw as he flinched.

"God, I know I'm hot and all but... I kinda came to save you..." He said. As he said that I started to think about all the possibilities of him saving me. When I was on the best one he HAD to interrupt me.

"You thinking about my dick?" He asked, I glared at him.

"If I was, it would be a much smaller thought." I told him and walked towards the door, opened it and walked back in.

As I went up the stairs I heard his rushed footsteps behind me.

"Ok.... D.... Leeeeet's go.... Like.... Now..." He whispered/scream. As he finished his speech I turned around and motioned to my body with my hands.

"As you can see, I'm not dressed correctly to leave now." I told him and rolled my eyes as he mouthed a 'oh'.

I continued my journey up the stairs and into my room. As I entered it I grabbed my clothes that was already on my bed.

I changed into my black crop top, my dark blue skinny jeans and black combat boots. I fixed my hair into a high pony tail and skipped back down towards Soul.

"Ok.... NOW we go." I tell him and walk off towards the door.

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As we reached the forest Soul whooped very loud.

Like very loud.

And it echoed since we were the only things alive.

"D AND S" he yelled and I laughed, at his little fist pump session.

"THE LETHAL LOVERS!!" I added and he grabbed me by my waist and twirled me around.

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Tada done with this chapie and its short...

And credits to the person that made that drawing in the gallery that is being used as Death's drawing in my book.

AND I ENDED THIS CHAPPY WITH... Uh... Hmm... 481 words... Well.... 486 words here.