Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27037434-20151206022344

"I'm starving." Jayden whimpered in a dramatic tone. He attempted to keep it hidden under his breath, for complaining was an action he preferred to keep hidden. His buddy, Christian, who was placed next to him, managed to overhear his mumbling. Though he had no realistic way of solving Jayden's problem, his pot-fueled brain was infested with the need to do something helpful. Christian faced Jayden's profile. Both were similar in their appearance, which could be described as careless. Jayden had thick stubble peppered around his face. His eyelids were particularly heavy and the white of the eyes looked as if they were dipped in a red ink. Christian's silky black hair was strictly curled against his cheeks. The view of his crimson-dyed eyeballs was distorted by his lengthy bangs. "I think..." Christian trailed off and had no desire to continue his thought. Jayden paused for a few moments before he turned to face his platonic valentine and suggested that Christian continue his thought. "You think what?" Jayden raised his dark eyebrows. Christian's brain had rushed too far away from his first thought. He refused to answer. "Hey. I'm pretty sure there's a gas station like a block away." Jayden declared. He seemed to be proud that he could recall such a helpful piece of memory that would solve his hunger problem. "Let's drive." Christian suggested. His tone was an excited one. "But wait. Wait." Jayden took a break before continuing, "Wait. We don't own a car. And you can't drive when you're stoned." "I'm not stoned!" Christian chuckled, slightly offended by Jayden's accusation. Jayden laughed with him, but was interrupted by his friend. "What if we're stoned everyday and we actually smoke weed to get sober?" Christian's eyes widened and his body shook at the idea. What if stoners were the sober ones and everyone else was high? The thought of it sent terror flowing through Jayden's blood and caused his bones to be chilled. "Don't talk like that!" Jayden whimpered. The darker brunette threw up his hands in a gestural way to say "I'm just sayin". None of this talking had really assisted Jayden in easing his hunger, so he got the conversation back on track. "We'll walk to the gas station." he said. Christian refrained from replying and just nodded. As the two of them exited the house, they both shaded their eyes from the sun. It was persistent in attacking their vision with a bright and vicious light. It even caused Christian to let out an irritated groan. "We have to keep going." the lighter brunette declared. "Wait. Are we walking?" Christian glanced over to Jayden to avoid the biggest star in the sky. "Yeah." "Who the fuck said we had to walk?" "Christian, the fuck? You nodded to me! You nodded. You know what nodding means? It means yes. 'Yes, Jayden, I will walk with you'." Christian groaned once more, this one being even louder than the first one, but agreed to continue. Though the distance was short, neither of them had any desire to walk very fast. It took a good fifteen minutes to complete the entire block. The pair was across the street from the gas station when Jayden noticed something significantly different about the building. "Oh." Jayden muttered under his breath. In front of the worn out gas station was a twenty-foot-tall, fire-breathing dragon. The creature heaved a string of fire from between its lips and revealed a row of paper white ice picks in place of teeth. A few of which were stained with crimson. Including its mouth, the flesh was a deep and thick black. Silver scales were scatter around its body as well. Jayden locked eyes with it, accidentally and noticed the piercing white color. A chill dripped down his spine. "Ay let's fuckin go!" Christian yelled at his buddy. He didn't seem to notice the beast before him. "Check it." Jayden gestured towards the space before him. The darker brunette turned his head to the gas station. He drew back in horror at the sight of the black dragon. "Oh, yeah, hey. I got this." Christian thrust his hand behind his back and retrieved a shimmering sword. The blade was pure and untouched by imperfection. He held it loosely in his hands, allowing it to tilt from side to side. Jayden froze in complete and utter awe. Suddenly, Christian had became a mighty knight in medieval times, all due to the shiny weapon in his hand. "Why" Jayden asked. His word trembled with fear and amazement. "Just in case this exact situation occurs." Christian replied, nonchalantly. The lighter brunette nodded slowly for a long period of time before stepping back and allowing his friend to fight the beast. The darker brunette dashed towards the hideous monster and slashed at it's flesh. A cut formed on its skin and blue blood poured from the opening. The creature screeched and caused agony to both of the friends' ears. Jayden clamped his hands over his hearing organs in a vain attempt to block out the screaming. On the other side of the street, while the dragon's mouth hung open, Christian took the opportunity to slice of its tongue. The muscle hit the ground with a wet slap. The action only put the dragon's anger into a rolling boil. He snapped his jaw at the darker brunette and barely misses nipping into Christian's skin. "Fucker." he hissed under his breath and checked to see if he was nicked. With his head down, Christian hadn't even noticed the dragon darting its head down to attack. With a brief moment of hesitation, Jayden raced across the street and dove in front of his friend. The beast sunk it's teeth into the Jayden's arm. The flesh and bone torn easily between the jaw of the beast. After the limb came off, the leftover skin crinkled like nylon. Blood rushed from the open bone and muscle. A desperate and pained scream pierced through the sky. Jayden smacked onto the ground, passed out from shock. "Whoa." Christian uttered. His brain was still smoky from the THC and every ounce of his being wanted to help his buddy. Yet he faced the dragon, understanding what he had to complete first. He made a swift blow into the beast's stomach. Dragon intestines poured forward and filled up the slit. "Haha. Gross." Christian chuckled and drove his sword into the same spot. This caused the wound to tear further. The guts flowed onto the concrete. In an act of desperation, the beast slashed at Christian with it's claws. They managed rip through the skin of his chest. But the darker brunette hardly flinched. He simply continued to shank the dragon with his mighty weapon. With each blow, the creature became weaker and weaker. More and more organs and sky-colored blood flowed from the new openings. It was inevitable that the liquids would stain Christian's pink Kurt Cobain shirt. "Oh you fucking bitch." his voice was raised and resembled that of Christian Bale in bad humor. In a final effective attack, he threw himself upward and forward. He jammed the blade as far as he could into the dragon's neck. Due to the height of the mighty beast, Christian was left hanging in mid air. The darker brunette held on tightly to the handle of the sword, hoping it would prevent him from falling. A noisy gurgling sound escaped the beasts lips and he snapped his neck from side to side. Christian gripped the sword tightly and held on as he was tossed from left to right. Due to the dragons own actions of panic, the blade slid downward. It continued to slash through the beast's skin, cutting from neck to the bottom of the stomach. With one last breath of fire, the dragon's body flopped to the concrete and it faded away. Christian took careful steps as he moved away from the dragon. He was covered in head to toe with the blue blood. After taking his time to reach Jayden, he knelt down to his friend. The lighter brunette was no longer passed out. His eyes were open, lazily. "Hey." he said between coughs. "Sup." Christian replied in a polite tone. Jayden turned to the side to spit up a few drops of blood, "Still kinda hungry." "C'mon buddy." Christian stuck out his hand to Jayden and Jayden returned with a insulted look. Christian had reached out for Jayden's missing arm. "Hey sorry man." the darker brunette said, sympathetically. He reached out for Jayden's other hand and lifted him up. The two then entered the gas station which was, ironically, out of the only chip flavor that Jayden liked. 