Creamzz ( The doggo on my PFP. )

Pix

Pix: *he was outside, watching a bird closely*

Pix: *he grabbed out his knife slowly, creeping up on the bird*

Pix:* he quickly ran at the bird, pinning it down and then stabbing it in the eye*

Pix:*the bird struggled, moving his wings. It made a cut on his hand. Slowly the bird stopped struggling and also stop breathing. It was dead*

Pix: *he felt someone walking towards him and he quickly looked around, noticing Nightmare. He held the knife in his hand tightly*

Pix: *he stared at Nightmare in the eyes for a few seconds before putting his knife in pocket.* What do you want. *he kept his eye on Nightmare the whole time*

Pix: *he looked at him. he was kinda surprised that Nightmare was watching him before but he didnt let it show*

*Creamzz jump out onto Pix. "oops!" *She laughed and got off of him

Pix: uGh! *he fell to the ground. he looked up at Creamzz* Look where your going next time

Creamzz: Sorry! *She said shyly.

Pix: *he scowled and quickly stood back up. he felt a small pain in his leg. The knife in his pocket had gone through the fabric and into his skin* ****

Creamzz: Are you ok?!

Pix:*he sighed and pulled the knife out, making a blood stain on his pants. he looked at them both in the eyes and frowned. he walked off towards the house with the dead bird in his hand*

Creamzz: Hey wait up! *She followed them

Pix: *he could sense them following him. he sighs. he arrived at a small house.*

Pix: *he made himself a drink* Y'know you act like stalker when you be in the dark corners *he stared at nightmare*

Pix: *he sighed* sure sure whatever *he walked into a room with a table covered in blood. he sat down on the chair nearby and cuts the bird's head off.*

Pix: *the blood spilled all over the table. He then cuts its legs off. he started to pluck the feathers off the bird.*

Pix:*he plucked all the feathers off. He stood up and made his way to a large container full of butter and a hint of maple syrup. He dropped the bird in the container*

Pix: *he grabbed it back and limped to the kitchen. he popped it into the oven and put it on. He poked his head out of the door nearby. He whistled loudly.*

Pix: You'll see. Now I need something to fix this cut up. *he looked through the cupboard, finally finding some banages. He pulled his pants up and started to wrap the badinage around his leg. A loud woof came from the door*