Theo let us dig into his chest of weapons for us all to play with. Dobkins sat on the floor playing with a gun while wearing a helmet, Aaron was looking at a gun too, and I was sitting on a chair, looking at a dagger.
Jerome picked up a sword from the chest. "Ooh, shiny." He jerked it forward, making it slide out of the case. Then Greenwood came out of nowhere and took it.
This seems interesting.
"Give it back." Jerome said threateningly.
"I saw it first." Greenwood said, stabbing the air with it.
"No you didn't. I said give it back." Jerome said again.
Greenwood turned and pointed the sword at Jerome. "Make me, you little brat."
"Ooh." Dobkins laughed.
"Your samurai skills are excellent Greenwood-San." Jerome said, then picked up a chainsaw. "But they are nothing compared to me!"
Jerome turned it on and held it up. "Prepare to die!" He said playfully. He swung it around. I covered my ears to the sound of a chainsaw clashing with a sword.
"That's enough!" Theo said, entering the room. "That's enough, I said."
Jerome and Greenwood backed down like sad puppies.
"I tried to stop them." Dobkins lied.
"Boys, we're a team, we don't fight amongst ourselves." Theo said.
"Yeah, we're a team, boys." Dobkins said. I rolled my eyes.
"And I'm the captain." Greenwood said.
Jerome dropped the chainsaw. "Captain of my foot."
"I murdered a dozen women," Jerome rolled his eyes. "terrorized the city. What have you done? Chopped up your mommy?" Greenwood mocked.
"Everybody has to start somewhere." Jerome said. "See I have vision and ambition and brains. You're just a nutty old cannibal. How many people can you eat before that shtick gets old?"
"I could eat one more." Greenwood says.
Why would anyone be a cannibal? I feel like that would be disgusting. Just stick to McDonalds.
"I can see were going to have to settle this one once and for all." Theo cuts in. He pulls out a gun.
"You all know this game?" He asks. "Oh, love it." Jerome replies.
Is this what I think this is?
Theo holds the gun in between the two guys. "Let's see who wants to be the boss."
"Ladies first." Jerome says. Greenwood takes the gun and places it to his temple. He pulls the trigger and flinches slightly, but he's still alive.
I can't believe I'm admitting this to the voice in my head, but I'm kinda rooting for Jerome, who takes the gun.
"Hey Greenwood. What's the secret to good comedy?" He asks, casually pointing the gun to his head and pulls the trigger. Nothing happens. "Timing." He finishes.
"And what's courage?" He places the gun at his cheek and pulls the trigger effortlessly. "Grace under pressure."
I bite back the urge to ask him what the hell he's doing.
Jerome places the gun under his chin and glares down at Greenwood with a smile. "And, who's the boss?"
Click.
I flinch but nothing happens.
"I'm the boss." Jerome chuckles darkly and pushes the gun to Greenwood's chest. Theo takes it instead.
"I believe you are Jerome. I believe you are."
Then, Jerome flips a switch and turns to Theo. "Arigato, Sensei." He laughs and takes the sword from Greenwood.
"Damn." I mumble. I stand up and put my hand on Greenwood's shoulder. "You just got your ass handed to you." I laugh a bit and walk away.
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Silence is Deafening || J.V.
Fanfiction"We aren't born monsters, the world made us that way. And one day, the world will make a monster of you, too." ~~ Set in seasons 1&2 ~~ In which a girl begins to fall for a red headed maniac.
