Avenged Sevenfold Giant/tiny One-shot Stories

The Art on His Skin

A borrower is supposed to only take what they need, only take things the beans won't notice. That's what Valary told herself. But ever since she moved into this new bean's house, she's been taking risks. It started out with taking small office supplies, like paper clips but then she started taking various colored pens from his desk. That was her biggest mistake. 
The bean started looking for all of his missing pens, and telling his friends about the disappearances. 
This should have been her wake up call to stop, to pack up and move back in with her sister. But she couldn't leave now, she was fascinated by the bean. Mostly, all the drawings he had on his body, she didn't know how he was able to keep his drawings on his skin. Maybe he has some sort of special pen he used every night? But she never saw him redraw anything on his body, there had to be a way to keep the art on...
That bean had left the red marker on his desk, and it seemed he hadn't been using it for a few weeks, so Valary figured it was safe to take it. So she tied her blonde hair in a ponytail and grabbed her borrowing gear and set out on her journey for the magic marker. Behind the couch was an abandoned mouse hole no one knew about. Valary cautiously peered out from the couch just to make sure no one was around. Once the coast was clear, she made a mad dash towards the desk. 
The workspace was old and wooden, it had obviously been used for many years, but it's towering height was enough to intimidate any first time borrowers. But this was a piece of cake for Valary! She grabbed her hook and threw it up to the desktop, it latched onto a grove in the corner. Valary tugged on the string a few times to make sure it was safe, then she proceeded to climb onto the desk. 
Scattered papers cluttered the area, they were littered with words that strung together like poetry. Valary wondered what the meaning behind them was, but she didn't have time to decipher this junk, she was on a mission. 
The marker laid across the desk, just like last time. Valary quickly ran over to it and hoisted it up, it was a little bit taller than her but it wasn't too heavy. She began dragging it to the end of the desk, but before she reached her destination, the door slammed open. Valary jumped and dropped the marker, she could feel his eyes pierce her from behind. Dread formed in the pit of her stomach and threatened to petrify her, but the moment she heard the floor creak, adrenaline kicked in and forced Valary to bolt towards the escape rope! The bean's shadow quickly engulfed her as he got close, valary knew she wouldn't be able to climb down fast enough without getting captured. So she did something drastic, she leaped off the edge. 
The free fall didn't scare Valary; this may have been a stupid idea, but she was confident in her abilities to grab onto the rope before she plummeted to her doom. 
Her plans were halted however, when a warm leathery substance wrapped around her! She didn't even have time to process what happened as she ascended back to the top of the desk. Fortunately, she was deposited onto the wooden surface, but the hand that had grabbed her lingered nearby ready to snatch her up if she ran. 
Valary stared up at the man that loomed over her. He was a tall man with dark brown hair and green eyes that pierced her soul, he must work outside a lot because he was pretty tan and muscular. Oftentimes, he wore shirts that had words like Slayer and Metallica on it but today he was just wearing a black sleeveless shirt, which revealed all the art he had on his arms. On his left, he had nice looking roses that started on his shoulder then traveled down his arm, it wrapped around other objects but Valary couldn't tell what they were. But on his right arm were four hooded skeletons riding on horses with sinister looks on their faces. Despite the morbid depiction, Valary had to admit the artwork looked cool. However, being caught by this bean sent a chill down her spine. 
The man silently stared at Valary with a childlike curiosity, like she was some sort of undiscovered creature. Finally, he breathed out. "What are you?" 
Valary glared up at him. "Why do you need to know?"
"Uh…. Cause you're a five inch tall lady?"
Valary crossed her arms. "Well, that's not your business." 
"It certainly is, if you're in my house!" He growled. 
"Oh, big deal, you have a tiny roommate." She snapped. "Just like every other house in the world!" 
The bean raised an eyebrow. "So there's more of you?" 
"Well, duh! How else do you think I was born?" 
"A science experiment gone wrong?" He shrugged. "But that's not the point,I saw you trying to take my sharpie! Are you the reason why I keep losing them?" 
Valary looked away. Man, she was in trouble now. 
"Why would you do that? I need those!" 
"I was just borrowing them!" She exclaimed. "I was just trying to find the special one that you use!"
"Special one?" 
"The one you use to keep your art on your body." 
The man stared at her in confusion, then his eyes widened as he stared down at his inked covered arms. "Oh that's adorable." he chuckled.
Valary felt her cheeks burn. "Shut up! I'm serious." 
"I don't use sharpies, I go to an artist and they permanently put it on me with a machine." He explained. "They're called tattoos."
"Is there a way I can get one?" 
"Well, we'd have to find a needle small enough for you." 
"I don't care, let's just find a way!" She exclaimed. 
"Tell ya what, you give me back all the sharpies you stole and we'll figure something out for you." 
The borrower code was very strict about it's rules, take what you need and never get caught by beans. This bean looked like trouble, but something about him intrigued her. If she really wanted that tattoo, she would have to risk her own life to get it. "It's a deal!"