Spooky Scary Skeletons

Whatever Kanja seemed to do, it worked.

It was dead.

Thank the gods.

Thank the mother fucking gods it was dead.

Ashmedai stood slowly. Ah- yup, he was gonna be feeling all the muscles in his body come the next morning.

Oh- Kanja severed its head. Great. Just great.

"Wow Kan, that's gr-" He couldn't do it.

"That's fucking disgusting," he said flatly.

He spat out some loose globules of flesh, using his tongue to scrape out the particles packed under his lips.

"Next time you wanna take me out for dinner- I expect a better meal."

Gross. Just... so... SO gross.

Ashemdai shook himself.

"If that's your idea of a date, you'll have to let me take you on a REAL one some day. Y'know, one where we can actually ENJOY our kill."

Oh no- wait. How long was she planning on keeping that head.

"Kanja, Ashmedai said, his voice low and filled with warning, "Just what're ya plannin' on doing with that head you got there?"