InterruptedIn the late morning, the doorbell rang, completely interrupting their alone time.Interrupted by MiniFearling
"Who could-that be?" Ozzy wondered between breaths.
"I couldn't-care-less, baby." Thrax panted.
"But what if-ah-they can hear?" Ozzy asked.
"I don't-oh-care if the whole damn building can hear! Just two more seconds, Jones!"
They reached their climax. Thrax rested his forehead against Ozzy's own as they both panted. Thrax kissed his cheek. "So," Ozzy began, killing the mood, "who do you thinks at the door?"
Thrax huffed. "A real boner killer, baby."
"What if it's important?" Ozzy questioned.
"Jones!" The virus groaned. "It's probably some idiot tryin' to sell something! Just leave it alone!" The door bell rang again.
"Nah, it might be important." Ozzy got out of bed, despite Thrax's protests. Ozzy put on a long, dark blue robe, and headed for the door.
"Jones," Thrax called.
"Come on, man! It'll be just a minute, and I'll come right back!"
"Jones," Thrax repeated.
"What?!" The cell asked, losing his patie
A Helping Claw"Quick!" Ozzy shouted to Drix. "They're splitting up!"A Helping Claw by MiniFearling
"I've got this one!" Drix shouted back, chasing one of the germs.
Ozzy followed the other one into the alleyway. The germ turned around, and started throwing punches. Ozzy blocked or dodged the attacks. Jones got a good punch to the germ's face, and kicked him in the stomach. The cell pulled out his gun. "Don't move, man!" The germ sighed, and put up his hands. "Yeah, that's right!" Ozzy barely cuffed him, when he felt a gun put to the back of his head.
"Hand over the gun," a gruff voice ordered.
"Rick!" The cuffed germ shouted. "Get me outta here!"
Rick moved his gun from Ozzy, and shot his friend in the head. Ozzy gave a small jump. "Never really liked that guy." He turned his attention back to Jones. "Alright hand over the g-" The cell quickly turned around, and kicked the gun out of his hands. Rick grabbed Ozzy's upper arm and twisted it, forcing the cell to let go of the gun. Rick was about to punch Ozzy in the stomach, when h
Thrax's HangoverThrax woke up with a pounding headache. He looked out the window, but couldn't tell what time it was because it was dark and raining outside. He rolled over and found pills and a glass of water on the night stand. As he took them, Ozzy walked in.Thrax's Hangover by MiniFearling
"Hey, you're finally awake," Ozzy noticed.
Thrax rubbed his aching head. "What time is it, baby?"
"It's almost eleven." Thrax groaned and let his head fall back on the pillow. "Do you remember anything that happened last night?"
Thrax shrugged. "I remember we got to the party, and that I was in a drinking contest. Why?"
Ozzy laughed. "You were so incredibly drunk! It was amazing!"
"I didn't do anything stupid, did I?" Ozzy nodded, smiling wide. He sighed. "What the fuck did I do?"
"You couldn't walk straight at all; it was hilarious!" Ozzy laughed, and Thrax glared. "But in all seriousness, you got super mushy. You tried to make your hypothalamus chain into a crown for me, and said you'd make me a king or a queen and that I could have as many
Ebola SucksThrax walked into the apartment, and was surprised to hear someone moving around in the other room. "Got off early, baby?" He asked, slipping off his trench coat. There was no reply. "Jones?" He called, walking into the room. But it wasn't Ozzy standing there.Ebola Sucks by MiniFearling
It was Ebola.
Tentacles shot out of Ebola's back, grabbed Thrax by his wrists and ankles, and pinned him against the wall. Thrax tried to fight back, but wasn't strong enough. Ebola laughed. He had tar black skin, red eyes, and straight red hair that reached halfway down his back. He wore a black button down shirt, and black pants. He smiled wickedly. "So, you're Big Daddy Thrax, hmm? I was expecting more." He lowered Thrax's sleeve to gaze at his hypothalamus chain. "Pitiful."
"What the hell you want?!" Thrax shouted, trying to get out of Ebola's grip. Another tentacle wrapped around his throat. It wasn't tight enough to completely choke him, but it made breathing hard and talking was no longer an option.
Ebola moved one of the
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