Life As A Genderless Murderer (Or LAAGM)

Part 7: Pity

Air was walking down across the grass, when suddenly,

Hot Air: Heya!

Air: Why.

Hot Air was on top of the non existent entity.

Air: This is idiotic.

Hot Air: Hey!

Air: Sorry.

Hot Air: Thank you.

Air: This is shitty.

Hot Air: OH COME ON.

Air began walking to their happy place.

Air: The only place where I can relax..

OSO breaks in, playing the trumpet.

Air: God dammit.

OSO: This is funny.

Air: No it's not. What do you want anyways?

OSO: I dunno. I just wanted to do this.

Air: I'm going to fucking-

Novel: No.

Air walks off to the kitchen, getting out ingredients to make a cake.

MO: I heard cake.

Air: And I heard a fourth wall break.

MO: Whatever.

Air begins mixing the ingredients, the baking the batter.

Lollipop walks over, smelling the cake.

Lollipop: Impressive.

Air: Thanks.

Lollipop: I can't believe Air made cake.

Air: Ok. You can stop now.

Lollipop: Sorry, so.. Can I have some?

Air: Yeah.. No.

Lollipop: What's the point of cake if you're not going to eat it?

Air: Because, It's not done.

Lollipop: Oh.

OSO: I heard cake.

Air: Dang it.

Lollipop: What do you want?

OSO: Cake.

OSO: Also for you to tell me why Novel is mad at you.

Air: 1. No. And 2. I don't know..

Lollipop: Why don't you ask her yourself?

OSO: Because.. She won't talk to anyone.

To
Be
Continued..