Chapter 4

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The three very bipolar emos had originally thought that the path was going to be relatively easy to go through but as they were completing the path, they ran into some small problems.

"Oh my Andy Biersack, we killed a crow. How much hairspray do you use, Raven?" Kelly asked, bending down next to the dead crow on the path.

"At least half a bottle at one time." Raven told her causing Kelly and Mason to look at her.

"You are so emo." Mason mumbled, impressed.

"What do we do about the crow? We can't just leave it here...can we?" Kelly asked, gently prodding the crow with her toe.

"Is it smart to poke something dead?" Raven asked. As she said that, the seemingly dead crow flew up, cawing loudly and violently flapping his wings at them. The screams of the three emos out screamed those jumping off the cliff.

"If only My Chemical Romance came back like this." Mason screeched.

"Not a time for that Mason. We are being attacked by a crow. A live animal that is very annoyed is attacking us." Kelly shouted, batting the crow away from her face.

"There is always a time for My Chemical Romance." Raven exclaimed, taking out a hairspray can from her pocket and spraying the crow till it fell to the ground.

"How in the Matt Skiba did you fit a can of XL hairspray in your skinny jeans?" Kelly asked.

"Did you seriously spray the crow? I'm not the smartest but I know that is probably animal cruelty." Mason told her but Raven shrugged.

"You killed a fellow bird, Raven. You can't just shrug at that." Kelly said.

"Calm your eyeliner. It's not like I sprayed you in the face with hair spray." Raven told them.

"Is...is that a threat?" Mason asked, eyeing the hairspray can wearily.

"What are you talking about? I would never even dream...it's absurd to think that." Raven rambled causing the kind of maybe emo and pizzeria emo to exchange looks through their bangs. Whistling "Centuries", Raven pocketed the XL hairspray back into her skinny jeans and started walking down the path.

"How did she even put it back in her pocket?" Kelly whispered to herself. Terrified of the extremo emo, the other two emos followed, nervously chewing on their black fingernail polish.

"We are so going to get murdered by her."

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