The drive to Al's home was as silent as it was uncomfortable. Malcroy just there, drinking a bottle of root beer and scarfing down the two chocolate bars Al bought for him. "Thank you." Mal said so boldly Al almost swerved. "bloody h- oh, you're very welcome Mal....I'm sorry I never got your last name. My last name is Kelly, Albany Kelly." said Al. "Byrne. Malcroy By-" Malcroy was cut off when the sound of a siren caused Al to stop. A young officer stepped out of the car and approached the '67 Chevy Impala (only some people will understand that ^.^). "Oh fuck." Al and Malcroy thought as Al nervously rolled down the window. "Anything wrong officer?" He asked. "Are you aware of how fast you were going- OH MY LORD IS HE OKAY?!" The officer apparently named "Cillian" said as he pointed at Mal, who was still covered in blood. "He-" "I'm fine. My 'friend' is just helping me to get this paint off." Malcroy interrupted, not really trusting Albany with this guy. Cillian scoffed, "Friend? Wait are you two gay? That's completely revolting. I should arrest the two of you right now you f*****s." Albany just sat there and remained silent, afraid what he'll say will get the two of them in jail. "Excuse me sir, but I am gender neutral. Plus I'm asexual. I have no interest in this man whatsoever. And who gives a flying fuck if we're gay? I see that since you like jumping to conclusions so much, why don't you jump off a cliff you dickbag." Malcroy said calmly but with a hint of anger. They obviously didn't care that they could end up getting a death sentence. Cillian was about to make an arrest on them when an almost inaudible voice started talking. "Officer Cillian, we need you immediately." A walkie talkie was pulled off of Cillian's belt and he responded quickly. "*sigh* I'll be right there sir." He put the device back on his belt and said, "I'll deal with you later," and drove off. Albany continued to be silent but was in complete shock. He started to drive again when Mal said out of no where, "You're welcome." "...........umm, thank you. I don't know what got into your mind though, you shouldn't say that to the authorities." "He was harassing us what was I supposed to do? Just sit there and take it?" "Oh well it's done now. Let's just get home." "Agreed." After that the rest of the ride was silent."Why did I allow this person to come with me? He's crazy." Al thought as he basically made Malcroy carry some of his groceries up to his apartment. "I really owe this Albany person. Perhaps I'll protect him. After that little incident with that dickface Cillian, he'll need it. I shouldn't really tell him about what I did though." Mal thought as they waited in the elevator with Al. As they walked into Al's apartment he said "I'll see if I have a change of clothes for you. I doubt it though, we have a slight height difference." Albany rummaged through his drawers while Malcroy put the groceries away. All Al could find was an old sweater his brother gave to him and some gym shorts. "Oh well this should do it. Go take a shower and I'll take your clothes to the wash." Al said cheerfully. "Thanks." Mal said as they went to the bathroom. (Technically Malcroy was born a boy and has the body of one if you're wondering.) After Albany traveled all the way to the basement to put the clothes in the washer, he got hungry. As Al was about to make a small meal for the both of them, he forgot to give Mal a towel. "Maybe I could just sneak it in for them." Al grabbed the towel and slowly opened the door. All he could see was Mal taking their shirt off, which caused Albany to blush deeply and get a slight nosebleed. Mal turned around to see a blushing Al with a towel in his hand. They took it firmly and said their thanks quickly. Then they shut the door quickly.
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At the End of the Rainbow Is A Pot of Gold
RandomName: Malcroy Byrne Age: 19 Height: 180 cm Hair Color: Dirty Blond Eye Color: Brown Sex: Gender Neutral Short Description: Tends to be emotionless in almost every situation. Doesn't care what people think of their gender neutrality. Committed homic...