Are You Crying, Too?

Song

The grocery bags in my hands crunched as I rolled my hands into fists.  It didn't take long to realize that Pyro was fucking annoying.  She wouldn't fucking stop talking about 'BakuDeku.' And the fact that the annoying bitch decided to follow me as I went to buy food from that fucking store.  It pisses me the fuck off.

"Hey...  Wanna get high off of mushroom?" Pyro asked me while she grew a mushroom on her skin, completely ignoring my angry growls.

"Fuck off..!" I yelled at her.  Pyro picked the mushroom up and twirled it in her fingers.

"Don't worry.  I don't do drugs...  I think...  Is Kool-Aid a drug?" She wondered aloud.

"If that's what you're drinking, then of course it is!" People started to look at me.  Half of them were already used to my non-stop yelling, as they always saw me cursing the crowd for being so noisy.

"Oof.  Well, 66% of people benefit from mushrooms, " I swung my arms around in anger, the grocery bags almost falling from my grip in the process.

"We'll..!  66% of people deserve to die!  And stop changing the fucking topic!" Pyro grew more mushrooms from her skin and handed them to random people.

"We'll you've just got a didlo up your but!" She yelled from across the street.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you, you bitch!" I grabbed the eggs from my grocery bag and ran at her.  She ran away from me, barely dodging the eggs I was throwing at her. 

"Fuck you, you bitch!" I yelled at her.

"It's illegal to rape people, Bakugou!" She yelled back, not pausing her running. 

"It's not illegal to fuck a piece of shit!" I almost reached her, but she threw a mushroom into my mouth, causing me to stop.

"Stop talking about yourself like that!" She grew some vines and used them as a role to climb up a light pole.

I growled, "You've gotta be tired from creating all of those mushrooms, Pyro!" I climbed up the vines, only to have Pyro burn them down, causing me to call on my butt.

She suddenly jumped down from the pile and started to run away.  Once she got to a single story house, she bolted into the front door, accidentally kissing it as she realized that it was locked.  She pushed on the lamp that was connected to the wall and a key fell from the bottom of it.  She ran inside the house just as I reached her.  I opened the door to see her sitting on the couch, catching her breath.  I sat on the couch adjacent to hers and tried to calm my breathing.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," I breathed and leaned my head back on the couch.

She ignored me.  We rested for awhile before Pyro stood up.  She went upstairs.  I decided to follow her so that I could make sure she didn't run away from her death.  We entered a medium-sized room, a room that appeared to be her bedroom.  Pyro then walked over to a shelf and took the ukulele that was on it. The tiny instrument was in a black bag with two straps on it.  She moved over to the wall and slowly slid down it, being more than careful with her instrument.   I sat beside her and listened as she tuned her ukulele.

"Wanna hear a song I wrote?" She asked.  I glanced at her.

"Go the fuck ahead,"  I mumbled, "It'll be the last time you play it anyway."

"No..!  Not my precious baby..!  Don't hurt it..!" She clung the instrument close to her.

"I'm not gonna break the instrument.  I'm gonna kill you." I crossed my arms.

"Oh, few," she sighed. 

Pyro finished her tuning before she began to play the ukulele and sing.