Elmo x vikatorea

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Elmo sat and sulked. What had he done to deserve Victoria leaving him? He gritted his teeth, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently. Victoria belonged to him. Nobody else. Elmo stood up, walking over to his wall of weapons, and grabbed his machete.
"C'mon Sean," Elmo told his machete. "It's time to whoop some ass."

Victoria and Bill Nye sat next to each other, silently looking down at their reflections in the murky water. The only noise that pierced the air was Bill sipping his Red Bull in deep thought. Victoria was guilty that she had ended it with Elmo. But, Victoria thought at the same time, If I had stayed with Elmo, we both would have gotten in trouble.
"Hey." Bill's voice cut through Victoria's thoughts like a warm knife through butter. "I'm going to go get more Red Bull. Wanna come?" Victoria shook her head glumly. Bill tilted his head, but as he was about to speak, he gasped in pain. Victoria looked up, and was horrified as she saw the giant red stature standing over her. Bill Nye's body fell limply to the floor with a sickening thud.

"Now that it's gone," Elmo boomed. "I believe we have some unfinished business to take care of."