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I woke up to the lack of no Coffee smell.... |
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Sitting up slowly, Balthizar stretched out his forepaws before shifting from his kitten form to his humanoid form. He frowned slightly, tilting his head to the right.
"There...is no smell of coffee...a** monkey.." He mutters, standing and walking to the only wall not shelved with bottles of rum.
He wanders downstairs slowly, stratching at his calf under his Winnie the Pooh boxers. Making a straight line towards the kitchen, he growls lightly at the man boiling water.
"Lack of coffee and hot chocolate...why?" Baltzhiar whines patheticly, pulling spectles out of thin air and putting them on. " I needs my crack...or I die, I do that you know." He comments, sitting down at the table.
The man rolls his eyes and turns to look at him from under long black bangs." It's bad for you...I've changed our diet." He says, walking over to the table and placing down two bowls, filled with what can only be described as gray mush. He then places down two large glasses of Orange juice." Eat it, it's full of goodness." He says, sitting down.
Balthizar frowns and pokes his spoon into it." It's full of I cant beleive it's s**t your serving me." He snaps , dropping the spoon and watching it slowly get sucked in the mush." I want French toast, smothered in blood and Maple syrup, with lots of fatty butter..." He grumbles and looks at the glass of Orange juice." Orange piss...you gave me orange piss!" He shouts offendly, standing up.
The man frowns and eats a spoonfull of the mush, grimacing." It may not be good but it's good for you.." He says, looking up at Balthizar.
Balthizar walks over to the counter, setting up the coffee pot and getting it started." Oh shut up Zonde, if I wanted good for me I would have staked myself eight-hundred years ago." He says and turns, looking at the table."There is no paper...a** monkey's!" He shouts and heads out of the kitchen towards the front door.
Zonde sighs haggardly." I want the sun to fall on his face...please...just one favor God.." He begs to himself.
Balthizar opens the door and grimaces as the sun hits his bare skin." Stupid sun...being so bright.." He grumbles, spotting the paper down the sidewalk, heading over to it and picking it." Stupid paper boy not putting it on my door-step." He says and frowns, feeling someone staring at him. Turning, he sees the neighbor boy, about eight years old, standing in his flower garden, the flowers and dirt kicked all over." What are you looking at meat sack?" He asks him.
The little boy frowns." Your in your boxers and glasses outside...your naughty.." He says.
Balthizar glares, attempting to make the boy burst into flames, succeeding only in his mind."And your wearing your skin on the outside human meat sack." He retorts, smiling smugly at the look for horror on the boys face."Better run before I change that." He threatens, cackling as the boy runs home. He walks back into the house to find Zonde dumping his coffee down the drain."I'll skin you alive.." He threatens, heading towards him......
Once upon a time, a Vampire made a cup of Coffee with Hot Cocco and Zonde minions in it. He drank it. And "lived" happily ever after. Thee end. No more. Thats it. Fineto.
 Balthizarforyou · Tue Nov 13, 2007 @ 06:41pm · 0 Comments |
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