Danger Days; The True Lives of The Fabulous Klilljoys

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Danger Days; The True Lives of The Fabulous Klilljoys

hey guys! so this is my new fanfic, but anyway, it would mean a lot to me if you guys read it, so thanks!

'HELP! PLEASE HELP! OH GODDAMIT PARTY POISON GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!' I was tied up, again, just kinda sitting there while the fight went on around me. 'I SWEAR TO GOD PARTY POISON-'
He slit the throat of the Drac that he was fighting and turned to me, exasperated. 'WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO? YOUR FUCKING TIED UP FOR GOD'S SAKE.'
I rolled my eyes and wriggled over to where Kobra Kid was fighting two Dracs at once. I cleared my throat. 'Ahem.' He didn't turn around. 'AHEM!' Kobra Kid pulled out his shiny yellow ray gun and shot one of the dracs down. He aimed for the other one and missed. The Drac kicked his raygun out of his hand so he had to pull out his pocket knife. 'YO! Kobra Kid!' I screamed. 'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!' He screamed back at me. 'Could you pretty please with cherries on top tell your brother to just FREAKING UNTIE ME?!'
'I'm kinda busy right now!' He said as the Draculoid hit him in the jaw.
'Ohhhh Fun Ghoul????' I said in a singsong voice.
'No.'
'But-'
'No.'
'But-!'
'FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD IN THIS WORLD SHUT UP.'
I hummfed.
I opened my mouth to ask Jet-Star and before I even said anything he turned to me and said 'Don't even think about it!
'That's it!' I said, getting pissed off. I used my stomach to push myself forward and got to the back of the open Draculoid's truck van. I looked around for something sharp to use to get myself free. There was a crate of knives that had been spilled over. I leaned forward and picked one up from the floor of the truck with my mouth. I sat back down and dropped it behind me by the back of my hands. It was positioned right so all that I had to do was rub the roped that tied my hand across the sharp surface. After about two minutes the ropes on my hands fell free. I took the knife and got my legs and feet free as well. I looked over my shoulder and saw Party Poison, Jet-star, Kobra Kid and Fun ghoul still fighting those damn Dracs. Didn't the damn things ever die?
'Hey look at me!' I screamed. I started jumping up and down and waving my arms. 'Hellooooo!!'
'HELLOOO???' No one even looked up. I shook my head and climbed on top of the van and let my legs dangle over the edge. I watched them fight and thought about the first time that I met them. I strolled into the Diner, after not being in communication with any killjoys for about two weeks. I was a Drac turned killjoy and I was loving it. I was bascially walking around Zone 6, and I hadn't eaten in days and all of a sudden, I saw something bright off in the distance. I walked towards it, and it was a strange building. It looked like an old abandoned diner, but it was bright and colorfull, so definetely killjoy. I pushed open the doors and strolled through. 'Hello?' I said. No answer. I looked around and saw something bright off in the corner, behind the counter. 'My god... No way!' I picked up the package and smelled it, just to make sure. It was coffee. I found their coffee maker and made some. It smelled delicious! I hadn't had coffee in about five years or so. Caffeine is a low impact drug, but that didn't stop Bli from getting rid of it. The only drugs that you were allowed to take were their pills. The coffee make beeped to signal that it was done so I grabbed a mug, filled it to the brim and sat down on booths table.
After about five minutes and two more cups of coffee, four men came into the Diner. One had a green mask and was extremely short, another had bright red hair, one had a cobra on his jacket and the last one had an afro that was bigger than my head. 'Man I'm hungry' one of them said. I was in the middle of pouring my third cup when someone the one with the red hair noticed me.
'What the fuck?!' He screamed. The other three looked up and saw me. 'Who the hell are you?!' he asked. 'Oh me? I'm a Drac.' They pulled out their guns. 'Well actually I'm a Drac turned killjoy so, yea I'm a killjoy.
'Your.. a killjoy?' The short one asked, looking at my outfit. 'Well I didn't have enough time to look for a decent outfit when I was running for my life.' I said. 'Well what do you want?'
'Well, I want to finish my coffee,' I said waving the mug around. 'Ooooh and I also want you to stop pointing your gun at me.' They reluctantly did. All of a sudden the one with the blonde hair started jumping up and down. 'She makes good coffee. I mean REALLY GOOD coffee.' He handed the cup to the red haired one and he downed the rest of the pot. 'Holy shit...' He said, clearly surprised.
'Can we keep her?' The short one asked. And judging by where we were now, I had stayed. They were like brothers to me.

By the time I was done thinking about when me and the guys had met, they were all tied up.
'Well looky whose tied up now. It ain't fun is it?'
'Would you just fucking help us?' Party Poison asked. 'Say please.' He glared and I smirked.
'Please?' I sighed and flipped off the truck with ease. I untied them and a Drac cleared his throat. 'Excuse me?' 'Yes?' I said.
'You know your not getting out of here alive right?'
I smiled. 'We'll see about that.'
We all stoof back to back in a circle.
Party Poison looked at me. 'You ready?'
'Always.'