A Demon In my Closet - chapter 4 - The Burning Of The Behind
I glared at him; he glared back. Let the glare contest begin. His eyes pierced at mine, and I tried to do the same. After about a minuet, I failed.
"Alright, you two love birds, suck it up, your getting married, no need to do all of this staring bullshit," Violette chided, tugging me away from him. "We have to go see your wedding dress!" she squealed.
I growled. "Make. My. Powers. Work."
Draydon laughed. "Little Miss Badass isn't so badass without her powers, now is she?" He pouted his lower lip, and god he looked so ador-
I glared at him and Violette chuckled. "C'mon." Suddenly I was being lifted by a.. cloud of FIRE. Holy shit...
"VIOLETTE!!!!!!!!!! PUT ME DOWN, MY BUTT BURNS!!!!!!" I screeched. My butt was on FIRE!!!
"Sorry! I forgot that you weren't a demon!" Her pretty blue eyes filled with concern.
"I WOULDN'T BE COMPLAINING IF I HAD MY POWERS!!! I COULD PUT IT OUT!!!" Ahh.. my dress was literally on FIRE! Oh god, that burns.. Jumping up and down, I clutched at my dress, trying to put out the fire. Screaming, I looked for some sort of object to put it out. So far, nothing.
"Violette, what's happening up here?!" I heard a very amused Draydon say. He took one look at me, and burst out laughing. I WANNA KILL HIM!
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE, HELP HER!" Violette screamed.
Oh my god, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna DIE!!!! I haven't even had sex yet, and I'M GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm gonna DIE!
"HOW DO YOU TURN ON THE POWERS?!!?! WHERE THE HELL IS THE EXTINGUISHER?" Violette screamed. SHE SHOULD BE HELPING ME, NOT SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY BUTT!! My Dolce & Gabanna dress was singed, eyeliner smearing from screaming, and my butt.. oh my god.. I'M GONNA DIE!
WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME?! WHAT DID I EVER DO?!?!!?!? I'M SORRY GOD FOR WHEN I WAS 6 THAT I SWATTED THAT FLY!! I'M SORRY GOD FOR WHEN I WAS 9 FOR TELLING INGRID THAT CEDRIC HAD RABIES!! I'M SORRY GOD FOR-
There was an ominous sound. the sound of pressurized air being released. Then relief washed over me. Ah the feeling of coldness. Ah.. It feels so good. It still stung though. Ouch. I turned around to see Draydon with a fire extinguisher.
My butt was just on fire. Why do I find this funny? Two seconds later, we burst out laughing. MY BUTT WAS JUST ON FIRE. And now I'm laughing!! I'm insane! And bi Polar..
VIOLETTE JUST SET MY BUTT ON FIRE. As soon as I stop, she is so fucking DEAD! Why the hell am I laughing?!!! Draydon fell, and took me down with him. Seconds later, Violette and Markus (When did he get in here?) fell next to us. A harmony of laughs echoed through the somewhat empty castle. Draydon and Markus's deep tenor, my ringing alto, and Violette's silvery soprano.
After what seemed like hours of endless laughing, the laughs were slowly diminuendoing into chuckles. I got up, and then pounced on Violette; I started pretend bitch-slapping her.
"You. Set. My. Butt. On. FIRE!!" I yelled.
"STOP HITTING ME!!!"
"NO!"
"PLEASE!?"
"NO, YOU SET MY ASS ON FIRE!"
"OW!!!"
"NO!"
"THAT WASN'T EVEN A QUESTION!"
"NO!"
"CAN YOU SAY ANYTHING OTHER THAN NO?!"
