“Now I remember why I hate teenagers.”
“They probably hate you too just so you know.”
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“Now I remember why I hate teenagers.”
“They probably hate you too just so you know.”
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“So…do you have any requests?”
“Surprise me.”
“That is the just about the best thing I have heard all damn day.”
Behind the Scenes || Oogie & William
Oogie still hadn’t quiet fully healed from her little incident. It still caused her discomfort to move certain ways and her back was still rather bandaged and scabbed. Though, it didn’t stop her from doing things and she still strutted around in her stilettos and short dressed. She had to admit, she was glad that William had offered his place for them to stay the night, it was nice to just get away from everything. Knocking on his door, she waited impatiently, beer in hand. When it finally opened, she smiled at him. “Can you be any slower?” She teased, shoving the beer into his arms before walking in.
He smirked down at her, of course she would still strut around in her normal heels and dress. “Not my fault you have to dress like a stripper twenty-four seven even though you’re hurt and need to be careful.” He walked the beer into the kitchen and opened the fridge door. “I just ordered the pizza by the way, your highness.”
“’S not an peach...”
“But it’ll do,”
“Nothing’s wrong with a little compromise.”
Ella sat outside a cafe, staring at her tea while holding her cheek. After a moment she pushed her tea away and put her head in her hands, hiding her face as she began to cry silently.
William was walking by, with no intention of even stopping in when he picked up on a noise. He noticed the blonde hiding her face with her hands and glanced around briefly. Sighing a bit as he stepped forward. “Uh...everything okay?”
Behind the Scenes || Oogie & William
William had willingly offered up his apartment for the evenings festivities. Really it was just pizza and beer but he also wanted to keep an eye on her. Getting hurt like that normally isn’t a trait of the Nightmare Queen’s. He had just finished ordering the pizza when there was a knock at his door. “I’m coming. I’m coming.” He muttered standing up and walking over to jerk the door open.
Oogie was fading back into darkness when she heard a familiar voice. Looking up at William with half shut eyes, she laughed ironically. "A little brat. Fucking tiny brat. He has super strength and threw me into the wall." She winced slightly as she tried to move, a good amount of dried and fresh blood on her partially bare back. "Get me inside. And a shot, it hurts so bad.." Looking down ashamed, she closed her eyes as her head throbbed in pain.
William exhaled sharply pulling his cigarettes out and placing one between his lips and lighting it up. Puffing on it lightly he squatted down beside the infuriating woman and held it to her lips. "You need it. Like you need to quit trying to frightening everyone. I warned you that one day you would try your tricks on someone you couldn't." He easily lifted the smaller woman gingerly into his arms snorting. "A shot in your spine maybe for the pain."
Oogie remained where she sat, pain throbbing through her body. She was sure that her back was bleeding from the brick and would be surprised if her head wasn’t. Any movement she tried to make for her phone to call William was useless as the cold darkness took over on and off. Laughing to herself, she stared off into the distance. “That little brat…”
He had been trying to follow Shock around all day but the blonde had been chasing those damn hidden items around and he had lost her in a crowd. Deciding to just say fuck it all he headed back towards the shop to hopefully be able to drink a few beers before Oogie came raining on his parade. Not that he minded much but she didn't need to know that. As he walked he began singing softly. Up ahead he spotted a familiar dark presence and she didn't look happy, then his eyes caught red. "Oogie? What the fuck happened!?" He exclaimed running up to her.
"You should’ve let me know sooner then." She leaned against his side, sighing. "You know me too well. I’m only here to keep an eye on Lock. I hate wearing dresses, I look awful."
"What's the fun in that?" He grinned. "Lock? What has he gotten himself into already that requires you to hang out at dances?" He rolled his eyes at her words. "You look great, Oogie."
With her back towards William, she jumped slightly when she heard his voice from the shadows. A shudder ran down her spine as his breath moved along her skin, causing her cheeks to turn a light red. “Jerk. About time you shower up.” She spun on her heels to face him, smacking him in his shoulder.
"I've been here the entire time." He laughed lightly. "I knew you'd kill me if I didn't show up to watch over the runts. I am surprised to see you here."
Oogie stood off to the side of the dance, arms crossed. Her eyes scanned the crowd for Jack as well as Lock. If the rumors were true then she had to put a stop to them. Until then, she forced herself to appear like she was having fun, sipping from her glass of spiked punch that she had spiked using her flask hiding in her purse.
William had only come to this blasted thing because he didn't wanna get chewed out for not watching the brat trio. He saw her off to the side and staying in the shadows he crept up behind her. Breath warm on her neck. "Boo."
Oogie’s jaw dropped as she stared at him in disbelief. “You fucking asshole!” Standing up on the counter she had sat on, she tackled him onto the counter and near the wall. Huffing, she repeatedly smacked him in the head and arm. Sitting up on his chest, she glared at him. “I try to be nice sometimes and give you that. Then you have to be a jack ass and say shit like you just did. I’m surprised I haven’t killed you.”
'Aw fuck' Was his only thought before she was coming at him like a wild animal. He bites his tongue to keep from laughing. "Hey! I'm sorry! You left it open! I take it back. You have great boobs!" Finally the hitting ceased but then she was crushing his lungs by sitting on his chest. "You haven't killed me because a you like me too much and b you wouldn't have anyone to watch the snots now would you?"
Chris Harms expressing himself
(taken from TV of the Lost - Episode 14 - Zürich Werk 21)