"Do you know who you're talking to?"
I smiled at them as they nodded at my question.
"You trusts someone fast. Don't. That can do harm to you." he said.
"Not bad, Wind Cannon"
"hahahaha okay. That old man doesn't failed to amuse me. Despite of his age, he loves sport that much." he replied.
"Are you out of your mind? Sorry, I'm not free."
Of course, the children were quite astonished at their appearance, but they assumed they had a physical fight, literally, which was not a rare occurrence between the two, since they always came back with some swelling or marks on their bodies. As the two of them did not say anything, the children also avoided commenting or staring at the marked skin of both boys, after all, it would be rude of them if they approached this subject, besides being able to revive the motives of the "fight" they had in the room.
The gunshot echoed throughout the station. Blood drips onto the ground of the holding cell, next to some bits of Francis's hair that was ripped out by the demon. "Shit," the fat officer says shocked at his shot. Francis grows in anger, as he screams out in anguish. Francis drops to his knees slowly, grabbing onto his left shoulder, cursing the officer even more. "HOW THE HELL DID YOU MISS-"
"You brainless fan, you can't see reality from fantasy. The only thing that matters is the leaderboard, if you aren't on there, you aren't great!"
-- Right after hatching from egg --
Love you,
After asking around and getting directions i found myself on route on a shady alley, while going onmy way my mind started to wander about... and thats when it hit me...