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Illusions of Paradise// Part Six- "Happiness"
READ THE FIRST PARTS. D:<
Sorry for the crappy writing quality there. It's been awhile.
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What do you get when you mix a sissy and an assasination?
A guy with a tutu with a gun?
Perhaps, but not in my case. Wishful thinking.
Now let's all imagine you are me at the moment. Well of course I don't have to imagine how devilishly handsome I am but more to the point-- You have to tell Krao to kill his only family member left alive. A barrel of fun, right?
Wrong.
And Goyro wasn't making it any better when I came out the door. To think he jumped ten feet just to pounce me excitedely and yell in my ears. My ears. I think I'm still deaf in one, maybe a bit in the other. That might just be a collective amount of earwax though. Enough about my personal hygiene though.
"What haaaaaaaaaappened in theeeeeere?!" And he just had to spring up and down while graciously using his vowels. Of course there was a gracious amount of spittle being flung in my face-- but hey, I'm not a man who gets spit on and tells.
"Goyro. Let me put this as politely as I can. Get the hell off me."
Goyro kept on jumping up and down, up and down, up aaaand down. That is until I punched him square in the face. Hard.
"That'll keep him quiet for awhile." Wiping the spit off my hand, I stood up fluidily. Krao's expression hadn't changed during the entire incident, not that it ever really changed anyway. Wasn't the first time I'd done that. Wasn't probably going to be the last either.
Soften the blow for the softy.
"So Krao, buddy old pal, guess what! You have to kill your brother!" I clapped my hands together all jolly like, putting on a fake smile. I don't do soft. Blunt suits me more.
Consider it payback for the chair.
"I have to what...? The jolly smile scared me so much I pretty much blanked out after "have"." Krao inched away from me slowly, trying to make it less obvious that he was moving slightly. Which is impossible for someone of his size to ever accomplish. Ever. To prove my point he bumped into a table that had a small vase placed onto top of it, sending the table and the vase toppling over.
"K-i-l-l your brother. Got it?" I differently stuck a cigarette in between my lips and flipped out the lighter in my pocket as the crash of the vase resonated through the empty halls. Smoke floated up to the ceiling before dissipating into thin air.
"Kill him?!" I think there was almost a joyous look on his face as his red head bobbed up and down. It's kind of hard to tell when a man is wearing an eyepatch. And for those of you who can't do math-- THAT'S BECAUSE HE HAS ONE EYE.
"Huh what?" My sharp byb eyes peered out from beneath my unruly tangle of black hair in shock. Krao was actually enthralled to kill his own kin? I would say the Apocalypse was coming, but that's kind of difficult when you already live in a post-Apocalypse world.
"Don't you ever listen when I ramble on about my family?" Krao crossed his arms, leaning upon the wall to give off that "I'm oh so cool vibe", which wasn't working due to the fact the broken vase was at his feet and he was leaning against a window, not a wall.
"Weeeeell, when someone tends to ramble the other person's brain immediatedly turns off. I just happen to have mine turned off all the time around you." I tucked the lighter back into my breastpocket and patted it protectively. "Consider it lucky I just don't shove a gun barrel in your mouth and tell you to shut up."
"Good to know I have a fri-" I clamped a hand over Krao's mouth.
"What did I say about using the "f" word around other people?" I took my hand off his mouth and wiped it throughly on his own jacket.
"No one is here." Krao looked around dully, scanning the halls with his one eye like some sort of crippled hawk.
"I'm here." Pointing to my own person, I whapped him smartly on the back of the head.
"Ow!" Krao hopped to the side, jumping into the shattered fragments of glass. "OW!"
"You might want to get that examined." In a wisp of smoke, I was gone, already making my way back through the labyrinth of hallway's twists and turns. Krao was muttering behind, far behind, catching up to me in a brisk limping pace.
"Yeah, I'll have your a** examine it."
"I heard that."
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