Not even her name
Miss.Peanut-Butter danced slowly with this girl, drawing her closer and closer to her body. She was new to Gaia and Peanut didn't even know her name. This girl had bubble-gum pink hair in the whip style and had wide purple eyes and soft pink lips. She wore black goth boots and skirt with a pink mink jacket, Peanut was pretty sure she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
When Peanut had entered the bar, some random dimmly lit, romantic, goth bar, she saw this girl sitting in the corner. Usually Peanut wouldn't have paid much attention, but this pink haired girl just seemed to catch her attention. She had walked over to the jukebox in the back and picked the song Come What may from Moulin Rouge. Then she walked over to the girl and asked if she wanted to dance.
The girl had looked at Peanut as if she had grown a second head. She looked around and laround, maybe to see if anyone she knew was there. The girl looked up at Peanut, blushed and nodded. Peanut Smiled, grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her to the back of the room where nobody would pay attention. And thats where they were now.
Peanut had pulled the girl fully against her body. Her heart seemed to skip a beat, she had never felt like this before. Peanut knew absolutly nothing about this girl, hell, not even her name. Yet she knew she was in love. The girl's head was resting on her shoulder, her eyes closed. Peanut sighed and smiled. They slowly turned and Peanut's back faced the door. They stopped. the girl looked up into Peanut's eyes and she opened her mouth to say something when the door suddenly flew open and a man with a red mohawk stepped in.
"Miss. Peanut-Butter of Somewhere! You are here by condemed to death by King It!" The man said. He pulled out a shot gun and aimed it at Peanut. Just as he pulled the trigger the girl with pink hair ran in the way of the bullet. Just before she was shot she screamed out "NO!". Peanut had never heard such a beautiful voice.
Peanut caught the girl as she fell. They looked into each others eyes, purple meeting blue. The girl smiled and went limp. The man with the mohawk, apparently appallded at shooting an innocent, turned and ran out the door. Peanut gulped back a cry and layed down the girl's body. Peanut pulled her demon bow off her back and conjured a crimson arrow from a space pocket. She set off to go kill the man.
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 Miss. Peanut-Butter · Mon May 22, 2006 @ 03:52am · 1 Comments |
