The Creature Calamity Club

[Misskermie]

*goes to gamestop*


You need a right hand chick?



???: *isn't facing me* yeah... *turns around*



O____O
A-Armedius?

 

[Sgt Floyd]

Make up with Spike for one thing...

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

Maybe going out with him would be a good idea? Or I could ask him if there's anything he likes.

 

[Misskermie]

Skull: Jaz? I haven't seen you in years. I've made some dark poetry on how much I loved and missed you.


No, we're not even romantically involved!


Skull: we're still legally married.


In transylvania!



Skull: Then I guess we'll have to be legally married in monstropolis.


No! I like someone else!


Skull: Ha ha, that's funny.


O____O
Since when do you have a sense of humor?

 

[Lola p]

*Wakes up and sees that Nika (The lady) is snuggled up next to her*

O_O

Oh...
*Turns on TV and watches it from bed with Nika still asleep*

(The girl's name is going to be Nika... XD )

 

[Sgt Floyd]

keep an eye on the blankets...I'll go talk to spike...

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

*nod*
Alright.

 

[Misskermie]

Skull: Since forever. By the way, uh, I need a place to stay.

 

[Sgt Floyd]

*goes upstairs*

Spike?

*Spike looks at him, then puts his heads down*

Spike...come here, boy. I'm sorry a yelled at you...

*goes over and picks him up. Spike whimpers*

*sits on the bed, cuddling him*

I know you were just bringing me what you found, but sometimes, those things can be dangerous...

*Spike looks at him with big, sad eyes*

Aw...Spike. I'm not mad at you...you just woke me up at the wrong time.

*turns human*

How about we go for a walk through the city? You're gonna have to wear your special collar though...we can't have people seeing a three headed dog. You don't want to scare them...

*Spike wags his tail*

*puts Spike on the bed and looks through the drawer, pulling a collar out*

*puts it on him, making him look like a normal dog*

*puts leash on him and goes outside*

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

*keep an eye on the blankets until it' time to get them out*

*afterwards*
*turn human, get dressed and make breakfast*