Faustino was walking to Wal-Mart to pick up his younger brother's medicine as well as his mother's cigarettes. After buying those items, he had enough change left over to buy some tortilla chips.
He was sitting outside the large store enjoying his chips when a tall, screechy German came out of the store. The man was screeching into a Nokia phone before angrily hanging up.
"Dummkopf!" The loud man squaked.
Faustino stared, mesmerized by the antics of the strange man.
The German's red eyes pierced Faustino, "What are you looking at, kid?"
The teen, not knowing much English or German, said nothing.
"Ya gonna say anything, shit-terd?" The man said, taking his stethoscope off his beck.
Faustino stood up and threw his chips at the doctor. "No!'
The doctor stood shocked by the young boy's actions. He stared as the boy ran off in the highway. "Dummkopf, no!"
He squezed his eyes closed before opening them to see pointless, scattered gore and limbs. More limbs than Faustino had.
"Fuck, man, that's nasty." He said then walked back inside the Wal-Mart.
