“Well…after…everything has settled, that is,” he mused. “Why don’t we head to the diner instead of eating here?”
Because, unfortunately, depending on the section they were seated in, The End Zone could be just as loud as the laser tag was currently. And if they had removed a wall somewhere…it's likely the noise inside would be worse than before.
“Probably a good idea.” Harlow sighed as they reached the desk.
Smiling, Foxx sat his laser gun on the table. Harlow did the same. “We’re team two. Something’s come up and we need to leave early.”
The worker smiled back and nodded. Grabbing their guns, the woman typed on the computer, and a few seconds later, the board above, which listed the teams currently in the lead, changed. Team two, which had been on top, disappeared.
“Have a safe journey home, travelers,” the woman said.
Foxx nodded, but as they turned to leave, they found themselves looking at an irritated woman and the blond teen, who appeared just as smug as he had when he’d first pranced his dumbass over to Foxx.
“Move,” Foxx said, shoving past the woman and the brat, as he dragged Harlow along behind. Which was one of the nice things about Harlow. While the man liked to manhandle him, something he very much enjoyed himself, the dhampir also let Foxx pull him around without complaining…much.
“WAIT!” the woman shrieked.
He snorted. “No, I don’t think I will.” Ignoring her, he headed towards the door.
Foxx sighed when the human rushed her ass in front of him, and with her brat by her side, they blocked his way.
“You will wait when I tell you to! You hear me! You creatures dared to scare my son, so now you have to deal with me!” she snapped indignantly, her chest puffed out, nose turned up at him. It was interesting how she managed that…considering she was taller than him. Probably a lot of fucking practice.
“I’ll…leave this to you,” Harlow said with a soft chuckle from beside him.
He glared at the man, before looking back at the she-bitch and her hell-spawn. She had short blonde hair that was definitely dyed, and the woman would have been pretty, if her face wasn’t screwed up in a fucking prune-ish scowl.
Violence is not the answer. Be good, Foxx, he told himself… Would it be a lot more fun than throwing shade? Yes! But it was NOT the answer! It would be easier though…
Ugh—this date was not turning out how he’d imagined. Then again…when he’d imagined it, Harlow had still been presumed human… Though…theyhadassumed that they may scar some children… Soo…maybe ithadturned out like he’d thought it would.
Wait…he didn’t have to throw shade. There was more than one way to get someone to move that didn’t involve violence and insults! A slow smile slipped onto his face.
How had Harlow…described that…level ten toddler meltdown again? Foxx cleared the smile off his face and started whimpering. Looking at Harlow, he let out a sob that had the man’s eyes widening. The dhampir looked down at him with a raised brow as he flopped onto his back on the ground and became the best bloody toddler he could be.
Foxx had a complete meltdown, screaming and wailing as he flailed about on the floor like the insane person that he was.
“W-what is wrong with him?!” he heard the woman ask in a shrill tone.
“Nothing. My boyfriend just missed his nap,” Harlow said way too seriously, but the man apparently couldn’t keep it up because seconds later, he burst into laughter.
“Ew, you’re one of those!”
At the teen’s disgusted sneer, Foxx stopped his act and sat up, glaring daggers at the kid.
The human took a step back, hiding a bit behind his mother.
“Don’t you dare glare at my child, you freak!” she screamed. “People like you shouldn’t even be allowed in public, let alone around children! Do you even know how disgusting it is that we have to face people like you?! I have a fair mind to call the police!”
“I was going to just scare you away by acting crazy.” Foxx pushed up off the ground and brushed himself off. “But since you are such a horrible fucking twat of a mother, I guess I have to do your bloody parenting for you. Parenting tip number one, don’t be ‘a dumb’ by placing yourself and your child in harm’s way because of something stupid they did that led to consequences. Because you don’t know either of us, and there are people out there with zero morals who would not hesitate to either clock you in the face, or just outright kill you for the audacity.
“Tip number two; as a parent, you really should be less interested in policing others, when your little shit-stain over there, no less than fifteen minutes ago, made ignorant and disparaging comments about people who suffer from PTSD, along with then touching a random stranger, who at the time, he thought was suffering from PTSD.
“Tip three; just so you know, for future reference, preventing someone from leaving can actually lead to false imprisonment charges. Though, you calling the police would be hilarious, considering we are hunters. I’d really like to see them try to arrest us, it could be entertaining.
“Anyway, number four, and this is less of a tip and more a question of your ability to generate rational conclusions, because if you really think ANYONE gives a flying fuck what a bleached blonde bobble-head thinks about their existence, then I think it’s time you seek professional help for your delusions of grandeur. Because, believe me when I say, my gay ass couldn't care less what someone who is less than a fraction of my age, and the cum she should have swallowed, thinks about me liking dick in my ass.”
The woman stared, eyes wide, her mouth hanging open in shock now. Her son looked about the same.
