The searched through her bag, pulling a pair of purple boots, purple shoes. The girl looked at the black skinned, purple haired boy. The boy was sleeping the silently, a touch of tire in his eyebrows. Sweet Cupcakes put on the clothes and saw a gun bullet in the wall.
“Oh dear… What’ll I do?” Sweet Cupcakes cried nervously. “I know, I’ll take him to home, I’m sure he’ll enjoy it there.”
The girl jumped into a car, and drove to her house, on the way, her friend popped up. She was stitched, with pale depressed skin, beautiful shady sapphire hair, and a sexy indigo dress with leggings. The girl put her hands on her kissable hips. The girl placed her other hand on the wall slowly and gently.
“Hey Sweets,” The girl purred, in a suggestive manner. “How’s my favorite little girl been?”
“Hi Lucy,” Sweet groaned tiredly. “Listen I need to-“
“I know what you need,” Lucy slurred seductively. “You need more love.”
“Fine… It’s Wednesday right?” Sweet asked with a feeling of regret that she usually had when visiting her shows. “I’ll go if you let me boy inside.”
“Did something interesting go one while I wasn’t looking?” Lucy oozed suggestively. “He’s quite gorgeous.”
“No I found him in the lab,” Sweet answered. “He’ll sleep through the whole show.”
The two entered the bar without a word, and when they entered, the bouncer stopped her. Lucy noticed and gave the guard a little something to persuade the couple through. Lucy pulled up her dress, and left into a special room. Sweet could never enter, and maybe it was for the better.
The two sat down, and waited patiently for the show to start. The boy woke up weakly staring at her mother tiredly, trying to see her clearly. The boy was in shock, and she was shocked to find that the performance was starting. The doors were shut tight, and her eyes started to look away.
The girl started to tease, making the guys wanting more. First the dress, then the bra, then the panties soon laid on the floor. The girl drew a man to her bed, and soon another article of clothing was on the floor. The bed started to rock, and after it was done, the boy already had enough. But suddenly he heard a trigger and jumped in back of the mother.
The girl fell out of her chair, and she lay there with a blank stare. The boy rushed to her body and felt it. It was warm for a split second, and then grew cold. The boy cried on her shoulder before being pushed by Lucy. There was a gunshot wound in the boy’s body and he fell square on his face.
“Oh… I…I’m sorry,” Lucy cried, her eyes dripping with tears. The girl’s eyes flickered for a brief moment.
“The… Boy… Protect him… Please… My…Last… Wish…” Sweets moaned, her eyes fading and her eternal rest inevitable.
“Oh Sweets…” Lucy cried, tears streaming down her beautiful face. “I couldn’t even save you…”
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