|And if the sun comes up will it tear the skin right off our bones|
And then as razor sharp white teeth rip out our necks I saw you there
Shattered "She broke up with me... That bitch broke up with me!"Shattered by Meta-girl
For a moment Snake had no idea what to say, what to do to respond. Inside his mind had been seperated into two halves. One held pity for his friend, the other part was secretly alit with glee. "Bosss... Maybesss ssshe had a good reasonss.." He spoke quietly, raising a hand to rest lightly on Ace's shoulder. Ace could only lift his head, the murder snarl apparent on his lips, eyes glaring even from behind the dark sunglasses. The intent of rage was practically coming off him in waves, each holding deadly action.
Each punch landed, causing him to let out a weak yelp, sometimes a groan as the pain settled into the bruised spot. Snake let his head hang down, his hands reaching up to try and cover his stomach as another blow landed against his right shoulder. "B-Bosss...sstop.." His voice came out a soft whimper, tongue flickering barely.
"Shut up." His friend's voice was cold, colder then he'd ever heard it. The knuckles of Ac
Snake and Ace loveBehind Blue EyesSnake and Ace love by Candybabyayame
By Ayame Airashii
I looked at my wristband lying there on the dirty floor of the hut that him and the others lived in at the very end of the dump. Everything was just crashing down that evening and I felt that I had the worst of it. Ace was outside smoking again, grubber was playing in a pile of mud in the corner of the room, and I was alone on the couch which had springs and stuffing hanging out the sides. The couch was a dull brown with some red mixed in from all the times that the gang had come back from a rough encounter with the powerpuff girls. We were the Gangreen Gang and we were proud of it. We had pride and that's supposed to be all that mattered when fighting, right? I guess not. We were always getting our butts kicked by those stupid puffs and Ace took it harder then any of us. But when it came to me, he just couldn't be kind or nice to me for that matter. And it was really starting to piss me off. That stupid jack-ass thought that just because I was the "m
|Beyond this point lies an exact time line of my fangirl obsessions.|
I am a friggin party bag of hilarity |
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