Three best partners (animal headed like) die and actually wake up in "animal's heaven" being confused by other three guys. Little did T- Rex God (Ruler of Heaven) that these three were about to make heaven a lot like hell itself.
Damon's voice echoed through Syra's head as he sat on his butt with his knees lifted and was being punched by a man who grabbed his head and they were inside a cell. Two other men in black watched them from outside the cell.
“Yes.” Syra said while laying in his back and smiling to Damon whom sat beside him on a chair and the lamp beside them was making the room be yellow.
Damon smiled while wearing a gray flannel only and opened a brown notebook.
"Isn't that your diary?" Syra smiled at the sight of the notebook and touched it with one finger but Damon tried to move it away from his touch.
"Yeah but no touch. No touch." Damon said and both laughed.
"I thought I couldn't see it."
"And you can't. But I am reading it this time." Damon said with a smile.
"Not fair." Syra says with a pout and Damon laughs and grabs his nose with two fingers making a buzzing sound with his teeth greeted and Syra smiles widely during it.
Syra groans as the men are now kicking his hips and one of the men from outside has now joined the two men from inside the cell and he held a black bat and started to slam it against Syra's head.
His mouth opened only to give loud screams and cries of pain and agony.
"So the white haired warrior was the strongest of all the warriors in heaven. And the most beautiful one out of all."
Damon said and Syra chuckled. "I just wish he had not dyed his hair red."
"You bastard!" Syra said with chuckles slamming his hand against Damon's shoulder so Damon laughed closing the notebook and throwing it away while receiving slaps on the sideway arm and threw himself over Syra yelling: "Oh you woke up the monster!"
Syra playfully screamed while turning around like to escape but Damon reached him and turned him around climbing his lap and holding him down.
"Oh help! The monster is going to eat me, the monster is going to eat me!" Syra dramatically yelled holding Damon's shoulders.
"And very well am going to eat you." He said so Syra smiled biting his upper lip so Damon leaned down and kissed him.
Syra kissed him back grabbing the back of his head.
"I just wish you had hair." Syra said so Damon playfully said "Oh! It is on!" And turned the giggly Syra around so Syra smiled putting his chin on his knuckles.
Syra's body was immobile laying on the cold— stone floor of the cell barely breathing and all beaten.
"How's my pet doing?" The queen of the law asked while entering the room wearing a black suit with her hands on the pockets of her suit and wearing black heels and her hair waved down.
"He's all ready, your Majesty."
Said the man out of the cell as she stood beside him and smiled. "Good." She said and stared at Syra with a smirk.
Syra woke up.
He sat up in the morning all sweaty and breathing heavily. His gray shirt having sweat under his chin and under his arms.
He looked at his left and saw his phone brightening with notifications but looked at his right and saw a small letter.
Syra took it softly and took a look of it.
"Dear Syra,
Lady Shark asked me to decorate our bar with Christmas decorations. Left you your favorite breakfast in the kitchen."
It read and Syra smiled with his lips and stood up from bed pulling the sheet away from his legs and rubbed the back of his messed up hair walking to the door only in his boxers and gray shirt.
He stood in the kitchen and saw a plate of pancakes. It had a smiley face on it once again.
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"Why do I think I have seen this before?" He asked himself with a small smile and a little frown but took the plate either ways and walked away with it.
He soon went to the SuperMarket just as he always did but with Michael. "You and your shaving objects. You never stop buying it." Michael said as he too picked up some shaving objects and threw them on his store hand- held -box.
Syra said nothing as he hunched forward and picked up some throwing them to his hand - held - box of the store.
"And always so silent." Michael sing sang as Syra stayed serious and straightened his back and turned around to walk away. Michael smiled while shaking his head and followed him.
They were walking down an alley once they got out of the store.
"So, how are Damon and you?" Michael said.
"Fine. We're friends after all. Like you and me."
"Well, yeah. But he was your boyfriend you know? It is not like you and me."
Michael said with a smile. "That would be weird." He added.
"And that why?" Syra frowned with a smile.
"Because we would kiss and God knows what else."
"Oh. Did we ever kissed? Damon and I?"
"Huh. That and more. I came with pizza to your room and you both were already cuddling on bed with sheets. I ran away, of course."
Michael said with big eyes. "Such a nightmare to my eyes." He said and Syra laughed but looked in front of him and stopped his walk as same Michael.
The bar was super decorated with Christmas things and Damon was under a twig talking to Cassie and Lady Shark was also talking to Lutz and decorating.
Syra smiled. "Do we go to the lake?" Syra asked.
"Yeah, let's invite everyone." Michael said.
"No, just... Lady Shark and us three."
"Oh, okay."
Michael said and Syra nodded.
Soon, they were all dancing on the shore of the lake with underwear and Syra was laughing sitting in front of them and recording with a camera.
Soon everyone was in the water laughing and sharing.
