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Pretty Blood Red Rose

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This means I'm speaking aloud (Alex)

This means I'm speaking in Micayla(the_real_NinjaNerd)'s head

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I sat in the tree upside down, letting the blood rush to my head.

It wasn't fucking working, dammit.

I sighed and grabbed the branch with both my hands and swung my legs down so that I was hanging rightside up. I hung there for a good fifteen seconds before I opened my palms and dropped like there was a gravitational pull to the ground.

I dusted myself off and looked at my house across the street. Yes. I live in a damn coul de sac.

Wanna go home already? Jesus, if I had known you only come out here for twenty minutes a day I would've left cha by now.

"You are stuck in my body, ya ignorant bitch, quit making things so damn complicated," I growled in a low voice, so that anyone around me wouldn't hear. Alex huffed. I swear, she'd get perfectly fine with Sully if creepypastas were real.

Ehhhh. I dunno.

"You would! Really, you both are negative assholes that deserve each other," I laughed.

As I was climbing the tree in the center circle of my neighborhood, I heard a slight rustling and the street light come on. I ignored the rustling, being the blonde baka I was.

I finally pulled myself up in the boughs of the tree when I heard a chuckle. A damn chuckle.

Fuck.

My.

Life.

Well, I would, but I'm straight.

'And I'm bisexual. Got a problem?' I hissed in my thoughts to Alex.

"Hello~" a rough voice say. I'm not gonna lie. It sounded damn sexy. Like silk. But I really don't run like that. I like the dude's personality. Great. This is considered story ranting. Careful. There will be a lot of it. Just ranting about my life.

I slowly turned my head to face the speaker of the voice. And. God. Fucking. Damn.

My jaw dropped. Literally. It was like on a single hinge. That's metaphorical btw.

It was Offenderman. Fucking Offenderman. I restrained myself from laughing my ass off of the prank I was gonna pull so I wouldn't fall out of the tree and break my neck. Not. An. Easy. Task.

I am a very happy person that rarely ever shuts up or stops smiling and laughing. In a way, I'm like LJ.

"Wanna rose~?" the slender brother asked. "I hung upside down and tapped my finger to my chin, as if in deep thought. My blonde hair swaying with the slight breeze that blew. The toothy smile of Offendy never leaving as he held out a pretty blood red rose.

It was hard not say yes, cause roses are like, my fav fleur, so like yeah *que divan hair flip here*

I shook my head no. Offendy's smile faltered a little. Damn. He reminds me of Vincent from fnaf. Rebornica AU.

Then, in the most deep, guy sounding voice I could muster, I said, "Sorry pal, I really dun talk to strange, pale, tall guys carrying a rose with them and wear a afdora." This seemed to set back the slender man.

Oh God, unintentional pun xD

I continued the voice. "But I know a girl who would love your rose," I sorta lied. Offender nodded for me to continue. "There's a place I know where they go hard core and there's glitter on the floor. It's a hole in the wall, a dirty freak for all!" I sang in my normal voice.

This really set Offender off and he stopped smiling completely. Thus, causing me to giggle. And laugh. And then go into complete hysterics.

I held my stomach in pain as I continued to laugh hard. Tears were streaming down my forehead from hanging upside down.

"Oh...my *laughing* God. That...*giggle* that was... hil*laugh/cough*hilarious!" I yelled, coughing and hacking inbetween laughter.

"I'm just gonna....goooo," Offender said. He slowly backed up a couple steps then turned around and bolted down the street.

I laughed harder at his retreat. "Holy...*giggle/hack* holy shit.." I laughed.

That was.....

'HYSTERICAL!!!'

I was going to say interesting, but I guess hysterical works to.

With as much force as I could, I pulled myself up and dropped from the tree much like I did the first time, this time landing on my ass in a giggling, joy-crying mess.

I looked down the street were Offender fled. A few feet from me, was a pretty blood red rose.

'He mustve dropped it by accident,' I thought and picked it up, shrugging.

As I made my way to my front door, Alex whispered finders keepers. I couldn't help but agree with a smirk on my lips.

"Yep," I said. "Finders keepers indeed."

~time skip of magical magicalness~

I was snuggled up under my blanket, my stereo quietly playing a mix of Get Scared and Skillet, when I had that thought. That only blackout drunks, and Steve Urkle can have. No? Fine.. I'll stop...

I bolted upright in bed and quite nearly yelled,

"WAIT. IF OFFENDERMAN IS REAL, DOESNT THAT MEAN THE OTHER CREEPYPASTAS ARE?!"

Senpai flashed in my head and I turned to a blushing mess andnfell back on my bed. I covered my eyes with my hands, a smiling, blushing mess.

"Holy shit..." I murmured.

OKAY. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN ON THE KINKY THOUGHTS, WILL YA?! I AM TRYING TO SLEEP!!

~End~