Mikano sneered. "Whatever looser. You act like you ever liked anyone. Your just waiting for them to befriend or become a vampire so you can beat the shit out of them. Your worthless attepmts to make us scared of you will only ensure your own death at the hands of a very pissed of vampire." she had no clue what came over. She blushed when she noticed Troy had come up beside Mark.
"Mika?" he asked.
"oh come on," said mark, knowing that he was getting under Troys skin,"i bet Mikano remembers how much pain you put her through. Oh yeah and tiffany do you remember when troy had some of Mikanos blood on him and was trying to get you mad."
Tiffany just gave him a sarcastic smile. Every thing mark had said was true but Troy seemed mad because of mark brining the truth out.
Crayola widened her eyes, a smile playing across her lips at the changed subject. "Nope, would be cool though...would love to have the fangs, plus, what with the magic I know," Her eyes lit up as she placed her hands on her knees. "A vampire witch, if it were possible to still keep the magic abilities. God, that would kick ass!"
She glanced to Michael with a small smirk. "A witch...a witch is what I be," she said in a mock pirate tone. She turned to him fully with a raised eyebrow. "Hope you don't have a problem with that..."
Crayola's eyes lightened up. "Ah, so you're one as well. Cool...hell, I don't mind!" She threw her hands up into the air, falling back onto the sofa. "Let's have a halfbeast and giant too and call it...'The Real World: No Really, this IS the real world'."
She laughed to herself and sat up, taking her hair from her bun and putting it into a ponytail. Wiping away her smile, she placed her ankles together as she sat. "Sorry about that, gets a wee bit hyper at times," She made a loco sign to herself then tilted her head.
"Well, as long as you don't bring your victims to the house, show 'em a good time, then leave their body's across the kitchen floor, I'm good," She scratched by her ear, smiling broadly. "Seriously, do you know the amount of clean-up I'd have to do what with the blood and all? No..." she crawled up to him from the sofa, jumping off it and standing up so that they were face to face. She placed a finger to his face.
"Now, as long as you don't get any 'smart' thoughts of feeding off of me," giggling, she placed her hand on her hip. "You wouldn't do something like that, right?" Her tone was sweet enough, but her eyes said it all, a dangerous hint to the hazel making them up.
"Aww is that what you think?" said Mark smiling more," i guess you are right but the things you used to do...i think were worse, the torture you put her through. You stopped because she was a vampire, now if i was you i would have killed her there and then when i found out, what if she does it to others, vampires are blood thirsty animals."
At marks last statement Tiffany clenchedher fist and punched Mark in the mouth. He fell to the ground blood everywere.