[Hiatus] A Witch and Her Weapons

“I heard that.” He called out.

★"You were supposed to, dumbass!"

He waved and walked off.

★ She flipped him off as he walked away, "I'm kicking his ass when they break up."

"Still, that's pretty sweet, dude!"

He smirked more. ”Sorry, no royalties…”

★"Eh, it was worth a shot..."

He smirked lightly and nodded. ”I promise…”

★"Good. And while your at it, can you try and get her off my back about the window I broke?"

“Good…” He growled and threw her on the ground and walked off.

★"Hey." She snapped after him, sitting cross-legged on the ground now, "You make sure Ms. Doom and Gloom isn't so doomy and gloomy anymore, 'kay? She's a better person when she isn't."

“Yes, and I will not accept you bad mouthing her in such ways!” He growled and slapped her hand off of his arm, he then slammed her once more and kept his fury filled glare on her.

★"If you care about her at least half as much as my pa cared about my ma, then I won't say anything again." She muttered, closing her eyes and looking away from him.

"Damn... You got lucky..."

"Well, most of our money goes towards paying for our house and stuff... Jane just tends to blow a lot of what's left on random crap."

He ran at her in full speed with fury then threw her into a wall and pinned her to it. ”SHE IS NOT A BITCH, DO NOT CALL HER THAT, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, CALL HER THAT AGAIN AND I DON’T CARE IF SHE’LL GET MAD, I’LL KILL YOU MYSELF BY DEFENDING HER HONOR YOU SPOILED BRAT!!”

★Spoiled brat. This time it made her heart sink a little bit. Her hand, which had still been in it's weapon form from earlier, returned to normal and she laid it on his arm, "You really care about her that much, huh?"

He grit his teeth and clenched his fists. ”Don’t call her that…”

★"What? A bitch? It's true."

"Dude, seriously?! I was half-jokin'! Fucking thanks!" He took the ten and stuffed it in his pocket.

He glanced over, raising a brow in curiosity. ”Oh? Is that so?”

★"Look. She's a pain in the ass and a bitch. You hook up with 'er, my life 'ill probably get easier."

"Hey, ten bucks to take care of my coffee for the rest of the week, and we're good."

“And what if I do?! It’s no business of yours anyway if I do or don’t, annoying little brat!”

★"Ya know, if you do I could probably help ya. Might get Ms. Doom and Gloom to lighten up if you two got together.

"Don't. You had no way to know, so it's fine."