Synthetic Animals (MCR/Killjoy fanfic)

The Hardest Part

The Kid sat next to Violet, his eyes still full of sadness, his hair a mess. His breath had a small taste of alcohol in it. He looked at her in sorrow.

"I'm sorry." What? "I really shouldn't have broke down back there. I-I'm just not used to someone else. I couldn't even handle the other three, especially after they lost everything. I was gonna apologize tomorrow, but I heard the monitor and broke through the window...I thought you died...again."

"Yeah...Well, I'm never sleeping again. Wanna grab some coffee?"

"Heck yeah! I love coffee!"

The two Killjoys ran to the front of the diner, careful not to wake anyone up, and grabbed some coffee and a couple can of Power Pup. The coffee was good, seeing as how it was coffee, but the Power Pup was the most disgusting thing Violet, or anyone else, had ever ate.

When Violet took her first bite, she immediately spit it out. "It tastes like fuckin' dog food!" She couldn't stop herself from yelling.

Kobra found her reaction quite funny. "It is dog food...and cat food. Animal food is the only food BLI doesn't drug. You get used to it after awhile. Hell, Jet Star even likes the taste of it now."

The mention of Jet Star was strange. No one had really mentioned him at all around Violet. The same went for Fun Ghoul...until he tried to kill her.

"Where is Jet Star anyways?"

Kobra's face was expressionless. "The graveyard."

"He's dead!?" How?!

"God, no!" Kobra realized his mistake. "He's visiting his family. They're dead."

"Oh."

"Yeah...His wife, Christa, and his son were taken out half-a-year ago. Same happened with Ghoul's kids. All three of 'em, and most recently, his wife."

"Is that what happened to Party's family?"

A hint of sadness snuck its way onto Kobra's face. "No. They left."

"Don't say it like that," scowled Party Poison.

"When did you get here?" A mild mannered Kid asked.

"Came in to get some Pup. And Lyn didn't leave. Her and Bandit's minds were melded by Better Living. At least they're alive. Poor Frankie."

"Poor Ray! He's been up at the cemetery, not drowning his sorrows in sex and alcohol!"

"Hey! What me an' Frank do in our room is private!"

"Not when everyone can hear you!"

"But it's 'okay' when Pony and D do it?!" Pony and D?!

"Pony's not my brother!"

"Oh please. I never complained when you and Pete had sex!" Pikey. Was. Real? Fangirl dreams come true.

The brothers kept yelling at each other, waking up Show Pony. "Will you two shut the fuck up?!"

His question went unanswered. Being the lazy ass that he was, Pony gave up and sat next to Violet.

"Hey, girly. Find out anything sexy from these two?" He said with an extremely stereotypical gay accent.

"I found out that you and Dr.D are, um...fucking." That is the most awkward thing I have ever said.

"Yum. That is sexy, but it's more complicated than that. I'm his sex slave. Do you think I like dressing like this?"

"Well...um..."

"I'm just kidding...kind of. I love this outfit! It shows off my lush hips! Plus, my stomach is so flat! D. likes to joke around and say that I'm gonna be mpreg someday. That'd be nice...if it was Jimmy's."

"Who?"

"Oh shit! I never introduced you two! C'mon!"

Pony took Violet's hand and ran her to an old garage near the back. A young man stood in front of a trans-am. He was tall, and had hair like Kobra Kid's, but more brown. He wore a green vest, and had a dogtag necklace. Show Pony immediately ran over to him and kissed him.

"I missed you baby," the man said.

"Aw! I wanna introduce you to someone!" Pony pointed at Violet. "This is Violet Rose. She's the Cal. City Runner! Vie, this is Cherri Cola, my real lover."

"You're the Cally Runner?! Holy crap! Ricky told me all about you! Then again, I already knew." Ricky...Oh! Pony! Ricky Rebel!

"Why does everyone know who I am?"

"You haven't seen the posters?" Cherri gestured to the wall.

"Posters?"

"Yeah! Show Pony piped up. "BL/ind. issued and 'exterminate' poster for you!"

On the wall stood many posters that had people on them. All but nine had large red 'X'es on them. The 'X' was for the dead. The nine that didn't have the 'X' were Party Poison, Kobra Kid, Jet Star, Fun Ghoul, Dr. Death Defying, Show Pony, Cherri Cola, a double poster featuring a man and woman called 'The Gear and Missile Kid," and the very last poster was her own. BL/ind. knew who she was, and so did everyone else.

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