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In But A Dream - A Sailormoon/JtHM crossover	By : AnarchicQ Category: Comics > Johnny the Homicidal Maniac Views: 1519 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don't own Nny. JV does. I hope he never finds this. I know he'd want to kill me. I also don't own sailormoon. Takeuchi Naoko does. Good for her. This particular chapter was written by Hailey McCarthy-Goode ____________________
In But a Dream
A Sailormoon-Johnny the Homicidal Maniac Crossover Fanfic
Chapter 21~ MMMMM! BRAINS OF SKATERS! AND 450 pound people!
They walked out of the wooshing doors, that opened automatically when you stepped on a motion sensor in front of it. (Hey, i wonder, what if a 450 pound person stepped on it, would it break and the doors would be open forever and a mob of people would come to steal from the mall because the doors would be open and you could get ANYTHING!!!! hey, do you weigh 450 pounds?) They walked to the small grey car parked beside a little volkswagon. Toys strewn across the floor, and window doily's of winnie the poo hanging delicately in the sunshiny day, the glasses dirty making the rays inside the car dirty and dark. WASH ME had been writen in the dirt on the back window with tiny little fingers that laughed at daddy when he got mad at them for doing such a horrible, nasty thing to the family car, making those words being imprinted in the car forever. They would still be there when it finally got washed... Oh yes it would. ' And when you drive that car someday son, the WASH ME will get bigger and embarrass you in front of your punky friends. Now be a good boy and DIE!' An 11 year old on a 250$ skateboard began to zoom by as Hotaru's hand grasped the little ones' shoulder and yanked him off. The skateboard zoomed along as a car came rearing out of a parking stall and the wood was blown into a million peices. "HEY!" shouted the funny little boy, who's head had been bleached blonde hair that fell down to his shoulders curling upwards. The traces still there, showing that he was still young and not ready to play with the older skaters, who would probably beat him to a pulp th they saw him at THEIR skatepark. Oh yes they would, trust me, they would. Them skaters are brutal. "You're going to pay for that bitch!" He shouted, squirming around in Hotaru's hard clutch, but she would not let him go. Her eyes stared hard down on him. He looked up and gasped, becoming threatened by her unyeilding glare. Johnny looked at Hotaru, his smirk widening slightly, realising what she was doing. Hotaru opened the door and shoved the kid into the car. They sped away as fast as they could. The little car puttered through town as the kid screamed and yelled and slithered in the back seat of the car, clawing on the window, trying to get out. They arrived at the house. The kid was yoinked out of the car. Hotaru grabbed a peice of wood, and some screws. She placed the kid on to the board. A drill was pulled out of nowhere. The kid screamed and cried as Johnny watched on. The drills revolving bit was pushed into the kids hand. A squelching sound. Blood splayed in midevil fashion all over the floor of the entrance hall. Tears rolled down his face, as a screw went into this newly formed hole. Several other holes were made, in his other hand and through his feet. He was fatened to that board. A long hook was placed into the boys' skin on the top of his head. Through a loop was placed rope. Hotaru ran out of the house with the ref thf the rope and tied it to a car. Children were rushing into it as Hotaru ran back inside. The mother clambered in, holding her purse and some beach stuff. The children screamed, "BEACH TIME!" The motor was turned on. The car backed out of the driveway and sped off. The boys' body came slightly off of the wood, but there was no lee way. The hook that was dug into his skull, started pulling, the tension beginning to become stronger, and with a blood curdinling RIIIIPPP sound his skull was ripped off. The car kept on going, trailing the skull on the rope behind it, Brains oozing out and skattering across the road. The skin that had engulphed the skull before now lay on the board, floppily with the rest of the body. Hotaru shut the door quick and gazed at Nny who pranced around the living room, laughing tyrannically, skipping. His hoarse laughter loud and clear, as the body lay there. The poor skater boy. HAHAHAHA! Hotaru walked sullenly down the stairs, to her room. Pulled her gloves out of her pockets, and laid them beside her, with the blade, and licked them clean.
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