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Yami’s P.O.V.
I could not believe the size of this enormous aircraft descending from the sky. It was bigger than any plane I’d ever seen, not that I’d ever been on one. Red, black, and chrome metal hummed with activity, huge engines lowered the plane down toward where I stood. I still couldn’t understand why Toki had asked me to come all the way out to the grasslands instead of just waiting in front of my apartment. And what was with the spaceship? It looked really expensive! There must have been some kind of explanation…
“Yamiii! Up heres! It ams Toki!!!!”, a rapidly swarming mass of brunette hair from directly above me and about 20ft in the air screamed over the high winds.
“Toki?!”, a excited grin spread across my face as recognition hit me.
The aircraft lowered to a hovering level and released long walkway. The moment It hit the ground, Toki ran at an alarming speed toward me and snatched me up in his arms upon impact, twirling me around in the air. I could do nothing but laugh giddily along with him as he hugged me quite tightly in his strong arms. His arms felt nice around my waist.
“Toki, it’s so good to finally meet you! I can’t believe I’m actually meeting you!”, I smiled up at him as he set me on my feet, leaning back to look at me. “How are you?”
“I ams greats! It’s so goods to sees you toos, Yami! You ams even more stunning thans your pictures! And I haves so much planned for us to dos togethers! C’mon!”, he grabbed my hand and all but dragged me into the strange aircraft, some unknown hooded figures rushing back out to grab my bags.
“Toki, can I ask a quick question?”, I questioned hesitantly.
“What ams your questions?”, he said, leading me hastily down a corridor bathed in a red glow.
“How did you afford all of this?! It’s amazing! Are you, like rich or something?”, he moved a little bit faster, gripping my hand tightly.
“Oh, nothings. I just ams part of most famous deathmetal band in the worlds, Dethklok. I ams also mulit-billionaires. Nothing specials. “, he hastily explained, shrugging.
“You’re a wha-since when?!“, I asked, grasping his forearm with my free hand.
“For some times now. You ams nots mad now are you? Please don’t goes home!”,he turned to me, his powder blue eyes pleading with me.
“Toki, I’m not going to leave! You’re my best friend! I was just wondering because I didn’t know. And…you never told me because…?”
“I wants you to likes me for me and nots for the facts I ams celebrity.”, he explained, seemingly embarrassed. “Ya still likes me, right? And ya lets me makes it up to you?”, he smiled shyly, squeezing my hand softly in his much larger one.
“Sure, Toki. And don’t worry about it, I couldn’t stay mad at you!”, I gave him a reassuring smile, he immediately perked up and then continued to lead me until we came to a large door with gargoyles hunched over each awning.
“I would likes for you to meets my band mates.”, he announced, opening the door and gently pushing me through. My eyes widened nervously as all eyes were suddenly on me.
“Um…hi.”, I offered, waving slightly at the four men sitting upon various rows of seats.
“Uh…hi…random chick. Toki s’ this her?”, the gruff one grumbled, his eyes slowly assessing me much like the others were doing.
“Yeah, this ams Yami, Nat’ ans!”, he beamed proudly, closing the door behind him and leading me further into the room. “Says who you ares so shes can knows ya name.”
“Oh…okay. I’m Nathan. Nathan Explosion. I do…the, uh, vocals…and stuff.”, he scratched the back of his neck through his long raven mane, looking over at the redhead with dreads to his left.
“I’m Pickles, the drummer. Nice to meet yew, Yami.”, he smiled, standing and shaking my hand, before sitting back down in his seat.
“I’m William Murderfasche, but you probably already knew that, huh? Ya know, us being schelebrities and everything.”, crossing his arms behind his odd afro, winking over at me with a gap toothed smirk. “Maybe I could, ya know, get you back stage?”
“I, um, yeah- Sure? That sounds cool.”, I offered, slightly wary of the tall blonde figure coming toward me. He stopped inches from me, causing me crane my neck to look up at him. He offered grabbed my hand in his, fixing me with his icy eyes and a dazzling smile.
“I ams Skwisgaar Skwigelf-lead acoustic guitarist. And YOUS ams absolutely …..magnifiskents womans.”, his eyes slowly trailing up my body and staring deeply into my eyes.
“T-thanks….um…thank you, Skwisgaar.”, I stammered out, taken aback by his forwardness and flirtatious nature. I blushed slightly, mostly curious about why he seemed so interested in me when we had JUST met. Toki had already told me about him and how cruel he could be.
“Okays! That ams enough, thanks yous for your hospitalities, Skwisgaar.”, Toki quickly interjected, pushing the tall Swede in a different direction. I remained standing in the middle of the aisle awkwardly until Toki patted a seat next to him for me to sit in, assisting me in fastening my seatbelt. “Cans I gets you anything? Whatevers ya needs Toki will takes care of you.”
“Thanks, but I’m okay right now, just excited for tonight. I can’t believe you are even throwing me a birthday party!”, I marveled, grinning and slightly bouncing in my seat.
“Wait, yew’re throowing her a party? Yew never told us anything aboot thet.”, Pickles voiced from infront of us, slightly confused.
“Yeah, uh, cuz…we want to go…and junk. We are invited right, Yami?”, Nathan grunted, turning back to look at me as well.
“Sure! It’s your house, after all.”, I giggled.
“And I get to dansce with the birthday girl, yeah? How old are ya turning, anyhow?”, Murderface leaned against the rear of my seat, still smiling in his strange attempt at swagger.
“Eighteen!”, I smiled, slightly scared at the open looks of shock on the other guys’ faces.
“What? What I say?” I nervously tugged one of my multiple earrings.
“Ams you sures you ams only seventeen now? You does not looks dat young.”, Skwisgaar commented from my left with heavy scrutiny on his face.
“Yeah…but I’m turning eighteen at 1:13 this morning, so…”, I trailed off, watching as a relieved expression passed over all of their faces.
“Well thatsch…pretty cool. Good aschually. You’re all grown up, now. Very nice.”, I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable around Murderface.
“Okey, yew sound like a real feckin’ pedophile right now, Murderface.”
“Yeah Murderface, what the fuck.”,Nathan commented, his trademark scowl deepening.
“I didn’t mean it like that, damnit! Gosch! Fuck you guysch!”, he stormed back over to his seat to pout, leaving me wide-eyed and very confused. Looking out the window, I realized just how high up and quickly moving we were as the thick, grey clouds parted as the ship passed through them. I pressed myself into my seat, beginning to chew my lip absentmindedly.
“What ams troublings you?”, Toki asked, a look of confusion on his rather innocent face.
“I’m just kind of…afraid of heights. I’ve never been on a plane before, either.”
“Well don’ts worries. It ams perfectly safe!”, he smiled, placing a hand on my bare shoulder. I couldn’t help the way my heartbeat sped up at the contact. “And we ams almost theres! Look!”
I leaned over toward the window carefully. Outside was an enormous structure suspended in mid-air. It was covered in miscellaneous pointed areas and mounds of mechanical perfection. It was the epitome of a metal-themed mothership. My mouth hung open in silent awe at the statuesque red and black mass; as we flew closer I noticed a suit-clad figure. I was almost too astounded to realize that we had already landed.
“Welcomes to Mordhaus, Yami.”, Skwisgaar said as he passed me, his fingers lightly skimming my waist as he passed. Toki seethed behind me; I was just surprised into speechlessness. I walked cautiously down the large platform, Toki leading me by then hand to steady me. The suited figure was waiting for us at the end of it, straight-faced and all business. I could tell that it was going to be quite an eventful stay.
I could not believe the size of this enormous aircraft descending from the sky. It was bigger than any plane I’d ever seen, not that I’d ever been on one. Red, black, and chrome metal hummed with activity, huge engines lowered the plane down toward where I stood. I still couldn’t understand why Toki had asked me to come all the way out to the grasslands instead of just waiting in front of my apartment. And what was with the spaceship? It looked really expensive! There must have been some kind of explanation…
“Yamiii! Up heres! It ams Toki!!!!”, a rapidly swarming mass of brunette hair from directly above me and about 20ft in the air screamed over the high winds.
“Toki?!”, a excited grin spread across my face as recognition hit me.
The aircraft lowered to a hovering level and released long walkway. The moment It hit the ground, Toki ran at an alarming speed toward me and snatched me up in his arms upon impact, twirling me around in the air. I could do nothing but laugh giddily along with him as he hugged me quite tightly in his strong arms. His arms felt nice around my waist.
“Toki, it’s so good to finally meet you! I can’t believe I’m actually meeting you!”, I smiled up at him as he set me on my feet, leaning back to look at me. “How are you?”
“I ams greats! It’s so goods to sees you toos, Yami! You ams even more stunning thans your pictures! And I haves so much planned for us to dos togethers! C’mon!”, he grabbed my hand and all but dragged me into the strange aircraft, some unknown hooded figures rushing back out to grab my bags.
“Toki, can I ask a quick question?”, I questioned hesitantly.
“What ams your questions?”, he said, leading me hastily down a corridor bathed in a red glow.
“How did you afford all of this?! It’s amazing! Are you, like rich or something?”, he moved a little bit faster, gripping my hand tightly.
“Oh, nothings. I just ams part of most famous deathmetal band in the worlds, Dethklok. I ams also mulit-billionaires. Nothing specials. “, he hastily explained, shrugging.
“You’re a wha-since when?!“, I asked, grasping his forearm with my free hand.
“For some times now. You ams nots mad now are you? Please don’t goes home!”,he turned to me, his powder blue eyes pleading with me.
“Toki, I’m not going to leave! You’re my best friend! I was just wondering because I didn’t know. And…you never told me because…?”
“I wants you to likes me for me and nots for the facts I ams celebrity.”, he explained, seemingly embarrassed. “Ya still likes me, right? And ya lets me makes it up to you?”, he smiled shyly, squeezing my hand softly in his much larger one.
“Sure, Toki. And don’t worry about it, I couldn’t stay mad at you!”, I gave him a reassuring smile, he immediately perked up and then continued to lead me until we came to a large door with gargoyles hunched over each awning.
“I would likes for you to meets my band mates.”, he announced, opening the door and gently pushing me through. My eyes widened nervously as all eyes were suddenly on me.
“Um…hi.”, I offered, waving slightly at the four men sitting upon various rows of seats.
“Uh…hi…random chick. Toki s’ this her?”, the gruff one grumbled, his eyes slowly assessing me much like the others were doing.
“Yeah, this ams Yami, Nat’ ans!”, he beamed proudly, closing the door behind him and leading me further into the room. “Says who you ares so shes can knows ya name.”
“Oh…okay. I’m Nathan. Nathan Explosion. I do…the, uh, vocals…and stuff.”, he scratched the back of his neck through his long raven mane, looking over at the redhead with dreads to his left.
“I’m Pickles, the drummer. Nice to meet yew, Yami.”, he smiled, standing and shaking my hand, before sitting back down in his seat.
“I’m William Murderfasche, but you probably already knew that, huh? Ya know, us being schelebrities and everything.”, crossing his arms behind his odd afro, winking over at me with a gap toothed smirk. “Maybe I could, ya know, get you back stage?”
“I, um, yeah- Sure? That sounds cool.”, I offered, slightly wary of the tall blonde figure coming toward me. He stopped inches from me, causing me crane my neck to look up at him. He offered grabbed my hand in his, fixing me with his icy eyes and a dazzling smile.
“I ams Skwisgaar Skwigelf-lead acoustic guitarist. And YOUS ams absolutely …..magnifiskents womans.”, his eyes slowly trailing up my body and staring deeply into my eyes.
“T-thanks….um…thank you, Skwisgaar.”, I stammered out, taken aback by his forwardness and flirtatious nature. I blushed slightly, mostly curious about why he seemed so interested in me when we had JUST met. Toki had already told me about him and how cruel he could be.
“Okays! That ams enough, thanks yous for your hospitalities, Skwisgaar.”, Toki quickly interjected, pushing the tall Swede in a different direction. I remained standing in the middle of the aisle awkwardly until Toki patted a seat next to him for me to sit in, assisting me in fastening my seatbelt. “Cans I gets you anything? Whatevers ya needs Toki will takes care of you.”
“Thanks, but I’m okay right now, just excited for tonight. I can’t believe you are even throwing me a birthday party!”, I marveled, grinning and slightly bouncing in my seat.
“Wait, yew’re throowing her a party? Yew never told us anything aboot thet.”, Pickles voiced from infront of us, slightly confused.
“Yeah, uh, cuz…we want to go…and junk. We are invited right, Yami?”, Nathan grunted, turning back to look at me as well.
“Sure! It’s your house, after all.”, I giggled.
“And I get to dansce with the birthday girl, yeah? How old are ya turning, anyhow?”, Murderface leaned against the rear of my seat, still smiling in his strange attempt at swagger.
“Eighteen!”, I smiled, slightly scared at the open looks of shock on the other guys’ faces.
“What? What I say?” I nervously tugged one of my multiple earrings.
“Ams you sures you ams only seventeen now? You does not looks dat young.”, Skwisgaar commented from my left with heavy scrutiny on his face.
“Yeah…but I’m turning eighteen at 1:13 this morning, so…”, I trailed off, watching as a relieved expression passed over all of their faces.
“Well thatsch…pretty cool. Good aschually. You’re all grown up, now. Very nice.”, I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable around Murderface.
“Okey, yew sound like a real feckin’ pedophile right now, Murderface.”
“Yeah Murderface, what the fuck.”,Nathan commented, his trademark scowl deepening.
“I didn’t mean it like that, damnit! Gosch! Fuck you guysch!”, he stormed back over to his seat to pout, leaving me wide-eyed and very confused. Looking out the window, I realized just how high up and quickly moving we were as the thick, grey clouds parted as the ship passed through them. I pressed myself into my seat, beginning to chew my lip absentmindedly.
“What ams troublings you?”, Toki asked, a look of confusion on his rather innocent face.
“I’m just kind of…afraid of heights. I’ve never been on a plane before, either.”
“Well don’ts worries. It ams perfectly safe!”, he smiled, placing a hand on my bare shoulder. I couldn’t help the way my heartbeat sped up at the contact. “And we ams almost theres! Look!”
I leaned over toward the window carefully. Outside was an enormous structure suspended in mid-air. It was covered in miscellaneous pointed areas and mounds of mechanical perfection. It was the epitome of a metal-themed mothership. My mouth hung open in silent awe at the statuesque red and black mass; as we flew closer I noticed a suit-clad figure. I was almost too astounded to realize that we had already landed.
“Welcomes to Mordhaus, Yami.”, Skwisgaar said as he passed me, his fingers lightly skimming my waist as he passed. Toki seethed behind me; I was just surprised into speechlessness. I walked cautiously down the large platform, Toki leading me by then hand to steady me. The suited figure was waiting for us at the end of it, straight-faced and all business. I could tell that it was going to be quite an eventful stay.
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