Chapter 4: The Angry One

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Ello. Anything you wanna talk about? I'm listening. Onwards! (X_X)/~┴┴

Dorian's Point Of View

I'm guessing the group decided to spend a few days at Jareth's because they haven't decided to go home. I was about ready to leave. I can't stand being in this place. I have a feeling something bad is about to happen. My body has always been this way, but the feeling didn't occur often.

My mind began to wonder back to the day that the crazy woman talked to me and Jareth. I don't exactly remember what was said but I know it was said frantically. It should come back to me sometime soon.

With that conclusion, the event vanished from my thoughts, waiting to be thought of again.

The sweet smell of pancakes filled the air, all the way to the top of the house. I'd like to know who this master chef is so I can thank him or her for this good smell in the air. My "today attire", as I call it, was already on. Now all I needed to do was eat I guess. After my first step towards the steps, I began smiling. Was I high or something? Am I high or something?

Her lips, Jay's lips... felt different. They felt electrifying. It... it sent jolts through my lips and body. It was awesome. I like feeling like I'm being electrified.

What? That doesn't make sense.

..but my mind doesn't make sense either.

Anyways. I had no clue why I was smiling about that. I'm pretty sure I would not be smiling if it felt that way. Shouldn't it hurt? My mind needs new batteries to run on. These old ones were messing up. They're probably already dead.

I'm not sure if I was joking or I really needed new batteries for my brain.

I shook my head and descended the steps. I was happy to see my friends. I couldn't wait to eat. Food was my friend now, not my enemy, food is good. I couldn't wait to see Jay, I don't know why but I did. I was getting extremely happy but then my heart dropped, and so did my smile, when I took a look at the sight before me.

Jay's Point Of View

I was making pancakes at Jareth's place. I was pretty good at making them too. It was after Dorian went back to sleep that I got up. Just to be sure he was asleep, I waited 20 minutes after I watched his body slow down. His breathing slowed as well. Once I knew he was asleep, I exited the room and excitedly washed my hands. I couldn't wait to start cooking- cooking was one of the things I really liked to do.

I was in the middle of the sixth pancake when I forgot that I didn't shower or brush my teeth. But then I though, shower when you're done. Brush after you've eaten, you won't have pancake breath that way. I nodded in agreement, even though I didn't have to, and continued fixing for for my friends. That right there was an alliteration. Anyways, I smelled just like strawberries and vanilla. That was my scent of course but I never knew why. Or maybe I did.

But I'm too stupid to remember. I'm not complaining thought so..

Along with the pancakes I had made eggs, bacon, had to have it, and toast- Jareth's parents have a toaster. Actually two of them.

I had made twelve pancakes, a more than decent amount of bacon, a good amount of eggs, and had two pieces of toast- hey, maybe only 2 out of 5 wanted toast. It was the perfect breakfast. There was orange juice to drink as well. Brittany then appeared.

"Hey, Jay," she mumbled.

"HI Brittany," I replied.

"Shit Jay, you don't have to be so loud," she whined.

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