amdreams
Black Market Witch
Vash began flailing about as it seemed everyone and their grandmother was trying to keep him from leaving. He didn't want to be with these perverts. They were doing bad things to a young girl, one who looked around the same age as his sister. He was wrong about these people. They were meanie meanie meanie faces. They were perverts and meanies! In order to prevent himself from becoming a pervert too, he shut his eyes as tight as he could, covering his ears and singing loudly to himself, "Lalalala!"
"I don't want to be here. This is kidnapping! I wanna go home!" He curled himself into the corner, not wanting to watch anymore. What was so wrong with leaving? It wasn't like he was going to ask for a refund. There wasn't even a refund to ask for. Yet he was still forced to stay and not only that, but if Mel found out, he'd be pulling the rickshaw again.
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Bunny looked at Anya, not glaring the child down but not smiling either. "No, Anya, I'm not that . . . angry." I will ******* kill you!
A dare, huh? Truth be told, it's been a while since Bunny had played truth or dare. Last time she played, girls still wore poodle skirts and the world was just starting to learn of rock and roll. Needless to say, she was a bit rusty coming up with things. It couldn't be anything too extreme or dirty as people were watching. It couldn't be something that couldn't be done right away. But what to do? Eventually, she just went with whatever came to her mind first.
"I dare you . . . to wear a . . . fake mustache for the rest of the game."
"I don't want to be here. This is kidnapping! I wanna go home!" He curled himself into the corner, not wanting to watch anymore. What was so wrong with leaving? It wasn't like he was going to ask for a refund. There wasn't even a refund to ask for. Yet he was still forced to stay and not only that, but if Mel found out, he'd be pulling the rickshaw again.
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Bunny looked at Anya, not glaring the child down but not smiling either. "No, Anya, I'm not that . . . angry." I will ******* kill you!
A dare, huh? Truth be told, it's been a while since Bunny had played truth or dare. Last time she played, girls still wore poodle skirts and the world was just starting to learn of rock and roll. Needless to say, she was a bit rusty coming up with things. It couldn't be anything too extreme or dirty as people were watching. It couldn't be something that couldn't be done right away. But what to do? Eventually, she just went with whatever came to her mind first.
"I dare you . . . to wear a . . . fake mustache for the rest of the game."