When they got to the house, the three men took some dark stocking caps and put them over their faces. "Man, being a vampire require a lot of work. Like, when I turned into this. I didn't know all the ins and out. It was just me out here. But thank God I found Mickey and the Keys. I'm learning a lot and gettin' myself together--"
"Bitch!" Truls shouted. "Shut up!"
"I'm just saying. This the first time, I'm finna rob--"
"Yo first time!" Truls hopped out the bed and bolted to the passenger side. He ripped the door off. "Get out!"
"Truly!" Mickey hissed. "Goddamn it, put my shit back and let's fool these damn white folk!"
"Why the fuck did you bring him! Where the hell is Rice?"
"Buried!"
"Why!"
"He got shot!"
"I don't mean no harm like, this got a nigga feeling good and I just wanna say appreciate what all doing for a young nigga like me. It mea a lot."
"What in the fuck!" Truls stomped. "We ain't done shit yet--!"
"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" Mickey threw a tantrum. "I don't even wanna rob these niggas no more. I just want them to die!"
"Goddamn!" Truls used his magic and the door was fixed on the truck. "Come on!"
"Go through the back door!" directed Truls. They rounded to the back of the two story home with the small nigga attached. Truls couldn't help but contemplate using him as a sheild in case of some shit going off.
"What if they got like an alarm? Cause like, I don't know about jail."
"They rape you for being annoying." said Mickey. "Nah," laughed Hakorn. "My cousin on my daddy side got raped. He ain't been the same since. Like he be stuff his ass with toilet tissue and he in the house now. Like his life changed, man." he put his hands in his pockets.
Truls held up the gun to Hakorn's forehead. "You a funny bloody nigga."
"Really?" Hakron looked at the gun directly. "Thank you."
"Shut up." Truls cocked it back. "This my last time."
"Hakorn, why you so fluffy?" asked Mickey.
"Fluffy?"
"Yes."
"To be honest, I haven't had blood in three months."
"Ok. When we rob these people, you bite some neck."
"I don't know if I can or not, cause my teeth real sensetive now. I got braces and sometimes, I be having tooth aches--"
"Enough." Truls fired the gun in Hakorn's stomach. "AH!"
"Shut up!" Truls hissed and fired the gun again in his shoulder. "Goddamn it, stop!"
"You a vampire, you stop!" he fired the gun a third time. "Fuck you nigga."
"Shut up!"
"ENOUGH!" Mickey took off the stocking cap. "Y'all some childish ass bitches!" he used magic on the door, and it blasted out the frame. Mickey sauntered in.
He entered the kitchen and went around the barrier to find the stairs with a woman on it. He shot her without question but not to the point of death. "Truly! Come get her!"
Mickey went up the stairs while Truls seized the white woman bleeding out her chest. He went outside, stepping on Hakorn holding his wounds. "Nigga you aint shit..."
"Amen." Truls growled and threw the white lady in the bed of the truck. "No!" she yelled gripping her chest. "I have a daughter!"
"And?"
"Listen!" she heaved. "I'll give you my bank account just don't touch her."
"You got blood?"
"Blood?" she looked at her hands and held it out to him. He took her palm and licked it. Truls eyes shimmered. "A... men." he slapped her hand away and put a spell on her.
Truls faced the front door of the door. It came flying off with Mickey walking out with a dead man over his shoulders and a baby in his arms. "Look what I got!" he sung. "I feel thirty minutes younger."
"Thirty minutes?"
"I had a snack before I came and got you." Mickey threw the man in the back of the truck. "Fuck Hakorn, we got, I'm sorry white powder, what's yo name?"
She grimaced and inhaled her anxiety, "Katie... my name is Katie..."