A Bunch Of One Shots

Choice of *YAOI* Game (READ THIS ONE I HAVE AN IDEAAAA)

I was going to write up one of those "Choice Of" games because It'd be fun to, but I never got around finishing it. If you're not familiar with a choice of game, it's where you read part of a story, and you decide where the story goes yourself by selecting certain instances. You'll understand when you read it, although mine only has the outcome to choice A of the first part of the story. 

You know what would be really fucking cool though? If I made a Choice Of on Wattpad, and you guys would decide where it went by commenting which choice you wanted. The choice that got commented the most would be the one that I selected, and OMG that would be so fun to do! :O 

What do you guys think? I think it'd be fun. 

:D

 *They're all terrified of you, you know. Every single one of them is trembling in fear. You can't help but smile at that fact. You're in charge. You're the one they'll obey. At last, the humans finally realize your rank. You let out your almighty evil laugh and a teenager, probably only about 17, meets your gaze and it infuriates you. How dare a minor cast his eyes on such a superior person like yourself. You've got to punish him, of course! So you,

a) Tear out his heart. How dare he disobey his superior. Sure, maybe you had forgotten to tell them about your rules, and sure, it was expected of them to not know what the rules were cause you didn't...tell them to the humans...but...Arrghh. His heart should still belong to you!

b)Crouch down and look at that little fucker in the eyes. Stare into his soul, while you're at it. See whats going on in that silly human mind of his. Make sure to find out WHY THE HELL HE BROKE YOUR RULES, too. Don't forget.

c)Pick him up and sling 'em over your shoulder. He's coming with you. Whether you're going to fuck his sweet innocent ass or just fucking murder him, you're not sure, but you need to get him away from the others, otherwise they'll think they can rebel too.

A* You'll tear out his heart, of course. He was disobeying you. He was becoming a sort of nuisance, if you will. He had to go. Obviously, it was his time anyway. From the cuts on his wrist you'd noticed earlier, he probably wanted this too. You were doing him a favor. He should've been more thankful. Damn, what was with all these humans and they're unthankful little selves? Thank goodness you took over as their dictator. They were already going down.

As you reach down to tear out that little bitches heart, something about him...stops you. Was it the true fear in his eyes? Or the way he bowed his head slightly to keep himself from crying.