Scott
Scott wasx going down to work on the engine of his car. He loved working with his hands. What he saw, made him scream like a little girl.
"NYX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" He screamed in an angry rage.
Nyx
Nyx passed Devon the joint she was holding and looked up. "Did you guys hear something? Like, saaaay, the scream of a man in pain?"
"Wouldn't know, Nyxcat, wouldn't know. Human here, remember. But he was kinda loud." Devon smirked, then dragged back on the joint.
"All in favour of going down and seeing Scottie our Fearless Leader, raise your hands. I promise it will be funny." Nyx grinned. Devon raised his hand, and Nyx raised hers. They both looked at Oz expectantly.
"C'mon, Oz, I wanna see what kind of man screams like a little girl over a scratch on his car."
Oz
Oz shrugged and stood up. "Yeah."
Devon cheered. "Then let's goooooo my mateys!"
"Argh!" Oz grinned, yelling like a pirate.
Nyx
Nyx giggled and raised her hand for a high five. Devon slapped it and they both stood up. She took the joint back from Devon and sucked the smoke back into her lungs. "Well, let's go then." They all trooped down to the garage, passing the joint back and forth.
"Nyx, Nyx, Nyx, she rocks my world," Devon half sang, bobbing his head. Nyx giggled.
"You're so sweet. And you're soooooooo wasted. We're all wasted. Stoned out of our minds. This is going to make the lecture easier to sit through." Nyx opened the door to the garage. "Yo, you screamed, Scottie baby our most gracious and fearless leader?" Devon snickered and slapped Nyx's palm.
"Yo, Nyx, is this pot good or what?"
"Can I send your dealer a present?"
"Sure, kitty. I'm sure he'd love a present. Now, pass that back." Nyx handed him the joint. "Tankies, Nyxcat."
"Anytime, Devvie sweetie. What was the scream for?"
Scott
Scott was furious.
"Nyx. I told you not to touch my car again. Now that scratch and that dent were NOT there yesterday, and the whole car reeks of pot!" He was one cranky puppy.
Nyx
Nyx just giggled in his face. "Sweetie, I'm so stoned right now, I think you're cute. Isn't he cute, Devvie sweetie?"
"Oh yeah. Hey, that's one sweet car, dude." Devon swayed Nyx gently, his hands on her hips and head hooked over her shoulder. "Drives like a dream."
"Yeah, it's a nice car. You should take better care of it, oh Fearless Leader."
Scott
Scott growled. "I take excellent care of it. Nyx, when I come back down tomorrow, it had better be as good as new, or I'll sic my cousin on you, and she'll go kamikaze on your ass!" Scott threatened, and then he stomped off in a huff.
Nyx
Nyx giggled some more, too high to care about threats. "I dink he mwad at me," she said in a baby-like voice. This made Devon laugh harder.
"Yeah, I think that was the main gist."
"Awww, he's gonna make Dawnie mad at me too. You know what? Screw Dawnie. It was worth it to see the look on his face. Screw him too. I'm not fixing it."