Crimson's POV"So how's everyone?" Asked Speldorman while glancing at all of us. I gave him a poker face because of his question.
Wow. We just had a fight with some demons a while ago and he is asking us this?
Just.
What.
The.
Fuc---
"Um. . . Fine. I guess. . ." Replied Lhuziel in a whisper-like voice, trying not to be rude. The latter nodded and continued to eat.
"Gin, can you please pass the pasta?" Asked Ben. The Sagittarius Elite shifted his glance at him, then picked up the plate filled with spaghetti. He held it toward's the elf's direction yet what happened next was unexpected.
Gin threw the plate.
On Ben's face.
With the pasta.
And it seems like the sauce went to his black eyeballs.
"What the hell?!" Complained the latter. "I said pass not throw!" He added. Gin only smirked in reply.
"Well you don't say it 'properly'."The latter replied back playfully.
"You little—"Ben here didn't even have the time to finish the statement he was about to say, since the Sagittarius Elite threw a new set of food.
Gin stood up in the table, carrying a plate filled with pie in his left hand.
"FOOD FIGHT!!!"
And the next thing I knew, different sets of both food and plates started flying around the dining room. And guess where I hid?
Behind a vase.
I'm currently eating a lemon flavored candy to entertain myself. I hear pissed screams and giggly laughters. You might be wondering why I'm hiding instead of joining the battle ground.
When I was still young, me and Hailey would often do icing fight. And one time, I didn't want to be targeted but Hailey caught up to me fast because of her long legs.
The icing covered half of my once clean face.
Like wtf bro?
Now let's just say . . . It haunted me until now.
It has been 5 minutes already and it sounds like the food fight ain't gonna end if no one stops them.
I went out of my hiding place and faced all of them. Everyone seems to pause on what they're doing and looked at me with food prepared on their hands.
Their eyes widened when they saw me grabbing a plate filled with egg salad behind my back.
"No . . . not the egg salad." Masky said, his voice lacing with both shock and fear, shaking his head sideways.
"Fuck this shit I'm out." Says Evergreen, raising both of her hands in the air, slowly walking backwards.
I grinned evilly and silently choose my first victim.
Hmmm . . . Which one, which one?
I glanced at everyone, and shifted my gaze to the one and only Aquarius Elite, Xenon. He noticed my stare and freezes on his spot with eyes as wide as the platter I'm currently holding. Not literally tho.
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Control ~ Creepypasta Fanfic
FanficNormal? That word will NEVER be in my dictionary. Killers? Monsters? Creepy shit? I don't think so. I never knew I was one of them. I thought I was alone in this situation. I never expected this to happen. However, my life suddenly goes upside down...