Living with Homicidal Maniacs - I mean friends

AcTUal PlOt?

"Hey H – Slime!" Hannah calls, bursting through the door.

"Alright, back the fuck up." Luna says, wasting no time. "Slime already told us about you."

"Wait – she did? That's great, because-"

"NO, I haven't, so shut up." Slime says, at the top of the stairs. "I told them about how much I hate you, HANNAH."

"But – uh – Slime," Hannah says, moving forward a step.

"Back the fuck up, bitch." Luna jumps in, glaring at Hannah. "You're not moving another step towards her. She told us she doesn't want to see you, so she won't see you."

"But I-"

"Nope." I cut in, stepping out of the living room, putting my book aside. "Listen to us, and listen well. If she doesn't want to see you – she won't. I don't care about your big fucking but's and maybe's and what if's, just leave her alone."

"Honestly, me and Luna tried to persuade her to let us literally kick you out of the house – down the steps and slam the door in your face." Dorian chimes in, walking out of the kitchen, cookies in the oven. "But you're still her family. So she didn't budge."

Luna angrily scowls in the direction of the floor, trying to respect Slime's decision.

She doesn't.

"Just fucking get OUT!" Luna yells, me and Dorian trying to hold her back, as she kicks the door open and tries to shove Hannah out the house.

"Girls, if Satan can't handle me then I doubt you can. I don't want to hurt you both, so let go!" Luna says, shaking us off her.

"TF does she mean 'Satan can't handle her?'" I ask Dorian, who just shakes her head in return, a small smile on her face.

"Just Luna being Luna."

All three of us really want Hannah out of the house, so we don't complain as Luna drags her to the door and forcefully shoves her out of it.

"Guys, wait!" Slime shouts, racing back down the stairs, hand clutched on her chest. "Don't – don't hurt her!"

"I thought you didn't want to see her?" Dorian and I question, but she darts past us and stops by Luna and Hannah.

"Come on, Hannah." She says, helping her up. "I'll show you to my room. You can sleep on the couch tonight, but tomorrow morning, you need to back home. WITHOUT ME."

Hannah sighs, but follows Slime back into the house and up the stairs. Luna Dorian and I stare at each other, jaws open, confused.

"What the fuck just happened?" Luna asks us, still boggled at Slime's actions.

"Wait – she's letting Hannah stay here tonight? Without, I dunno, asking us first?" I ask, also confused and concerned. "Maybe Hannah used mind control..."

We stand there for a while, lost in thought, until a loud beeping can be heard from inside the house.

"THE COOKIES!!" Dorian yells, sprinting back into the house, Luna on her heels, hoping to be allowed to use the fire extinguisher.

I sigh in exhaustion. "Save one for me!" I call, also heading back into the house – to continue reading - and shut the door behind me.

Okay, this chapter is now done! Hope you guys like it 😊

I won't be updating again until I've updated my other two stories, but it shouldn't take longer than a couple of days at most, so be prepared for a new chapter soon!!

Currently we're on Slime's character arc, but don't worry, I'm planning for everyone to have at least one arc, so be ready for that too – once Slime's arc is done, I'll have a few random skits and then move on to another character arc (probably either mine or Luna's).

Can't wait to return back in a couple days.

But for now...

Peachy out! 😊