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>>66960126
>"Jaaaaaaaaaaade" Maria's voice arpeggios up and down.
>"Go away Maria I'm busy." Dad must've let her in, she's knocking on my door.
>"Cmooooon." another drawn out plead.
>"Jade, cmon." I hear dad's voice from outside my door as well.
>I sigh. "Alright, alright." I stand, finding a pair of pajama pants to slap on before I open the door, light on now, too.
>I'm tackle hugged. Good god Maria what do they feed you? Pure steriods?
>I'm released from her mighty grip and dad nods from behind her, walking away. Thanks, I guess.
>"Jade! Cmon!" She wants me to do something. Not happening.
>"Maria it's nice to came over but I'm not-"
>"I'm shutting the internet down until eight!" I hear dad call from the living room. Judas.
>I sigh. "Fine, let's go."
>I'm pretty much drug outside, not before slapping on an actual pair of pants first.
>I dread whatever activity Maria has planned for us.
>And for good reason. There we stand in front of a whole mess of fireworks.
>"Alright, so we're gonna-"
>"Blow our claws off?"
>"What? No! Relax, Jade." I put on my most unamused expression.
>"We're gonna set these off but put a barrel over 'em. Launches the thing."
>I look around this little concrete space I find myself in. Mostly abandoned. Well if we get busted at least I can blame dad.
>"Sure, whatever." I shrug as Maria gestures to the hobocan nearby, I lug it over with her and flip it, poking the fuses out the bottom to be lit. Maria leans down and flicks a match. Wait a second.
>"Hey Maria, where did you get these?"
>"Cousin from Rexico, why?" The hissing noise lets us know they're lit. Maria hoofs it back over to where I'm crouched, behind a small concrete barricade.
>"Don't they have different laws down there about how much gun-"
>*KA-BOOM*
>An earth shattering explosion shakes the ground. Oh my god I'm dead.
>I come to from my minor shell shock to see Maria looking skyward. Squinting. No fucking way.
cont.
>>66962476
not me
>"Jaaaaaaaaaaade" Maria's voice arpeggios up and down.
>"Go away Maria I'm busy." Dad must've let her in, she's knocking on my door.
>"Cmooooon." another drawn out plead.
>"Jade, cmon." I hear dad's voice from outside my door as well.
>I sigh. "Alright, alright." I stand, finding a pair of pajama pants to slap on before I open the door, light on now, too.
>I'm tackle hugged. Good god Maria what do they feed you? Pure steriods?
>I'm released from her mighty grip and dad nods from behind her, walking away. Thanks, I guess.
>"Jade! Cmon!" She wants me to do something. Not happening.
>"Maria it's nice to came over but I'm not-"
>"I'm shutting the internet down until eight!" I hear dad call from the living room. Judas.
>I sigh. "Fine, let's go."
>I'm pretty much drug outside, not before slapping on an actual pair of pants first.
>I dread whatever activity Maria has planned for us.
>And for good reason. There we stand in front of a whole mess of fireworks.
>"Alright, so we're gonna-"
>"Blow our claws off?"
>"What? No! Relax, Jade." I put on my most unamused expression.
>"We're gonna set these off but put a barrel over 'em. Launches the thing."
>I look around this little concrete space I find myself in. Mostly abandoned. Well if we get busted at least I can blame dad.
>"Sure, whatever." I shrug as Maria gestures to the hobocan nearby, I lug it over with her and flip it, poking the fuses out the bottom to be lit. Maria leans down and flicks a match. Wait a second.
>"Hey Maria, where did you get these?"
>"Cousin from Rexico, why?" The hissing noise lets us know they're lit. Maria hoofs it back over to where I'm crouched, behind a small concrete barricade.
>"Don't they have different laws down there about how much gun-"
>*KA-BOOM*
>An earth shattering explosion shakes the ground. Oh my god I'm dead.
>I come to from my minor shell shock to see Maria looking skyward. Squinting. No fucking way.
cont.
>>66962476
not me