Distortion

Anzo:Anyway, we should get going to your house Cammy so you can finish the wall up. ^ ^

Alex: Okay then.

Dragus:Sounds good.

Cammy: Awesome! ^ ^ *takes Anzo's hand and runs back to the chopper*

Anzo:Wow, you're really enthusiastic about this. ^ ^

Cammy: My wall's gonna be really pretty when it's done! ^ ^

Alex: I'll say. ^^

Dragus:I've never been one for interior design.

Cammy: Rude! It's not interior design! It's just a display!

Dragus:Sorry.So did I pick good shells?

Alex: I think you did. >.>

Cammy: They should be fine.

Things are winding down, time skip!

~Cammy's~

Anzo:Ah, finally. ^ ^ How long do you think it'll take for you to finish up?

Cammy: Maybe twenty minutes at most.

Anzo:Alright. I'm gonna go, I'll be back by the time you're done. *turns around and leaves*

Cammy: You don't wanna help? Q.Q

Anzo:*pokes his head back in the door* Well I should explain. It's work-related. I can go to school and hang out with you most of the time but sometimes I just gotta go. In this case, it won't take me long. ^ ^ I might be back before you finish, we'll see. *leaves again*

Cammy: Alright. *takes the shells and goes to wash them*

Anzo:*stalks the streets before seeing movement in an alley and going into it* Hm, where is he? *hears someone walk towards him and dodges a punch to the head and turns* Oh. It's you guys. Look, I have more important people than you to beat up, how about you move along?
Bully#1:No no, we're gonna fuck you up for helping that faggot!
Anzo:Oh, you think? *gets a gun put to his head*
Bully#2:Oh I think we will.
Anzo:How'd you get one of those?
Bully#2:Oh well, my dad refurbishes the junk that comes from your world. Says this thing can kill people easily.
Anzo:Yeah if you know how to use it.
Bully#2:Oh I do. *pulls the trigger but nothing happens* Eh?.?
Anzo:Safety's probably on...could be empty though.*elbow's him in the stomach as he checks, breaks his arm, takes the gun and pistol whips him with it before taking him hostage* How about we make a deal, eh? You don't mess with the faggot, and I won't paint your friend's brains along the walls of this alleyway.
Bully#2:Some friend you are, calling him a faggo- *gets the barrel pressed hard into his temple* Argh!
Bully#1:You won't actually do it. *laughs* The thing isn't even loaded, we were just using it to threaten you. The idiot probably forgot to load it.
Anzo:? *gets a magazine out of his pocket and replaces it with the empty one in the gun* Now it is.
Bully#3:He's fucking crazy!
Anzo:I don't have time for this. Maybe I should just show you. *shoots a guy just entering the alley and shoots the bully that's in his grip*
Bully#1:Well you're screwed now. We'll just call security and that's it.
Anzo:*tosses the gun aside after removing the magazine and shrugging* Go ahead. I've got work to do. *picks up the body of the guy he shot entering the alley, scans him into a containment device before putting it into his pocket and walking away*

Cammy: *hangs up a clam shell on his finished wall* It's all done. ^ ^ It looks so pretty too!

Anzo:*walks in* Hey Cammy. ^ ^ Wow, the wall looks really nice.

Cammy: Uh huh. I even went ahead and painted the wall ocean blue! ^ ^

Anzo:It's a wonderful wall Cammy. Oh um, may I stay for dinner? ^ ^u

Cammy: Sure! ^ ^ My parents will even be here for dinner too!

Anzo:Oh really? Cool, I wanted to meet them eventually anyway.