Giant Angel Dust

*scoffs* That's it?

yeah because you said " one thing"

*rolls his eyes* One real thing, I meant. *leans back* Crazy ain't a personality, doll. It's just... *gestures at you* this.

it's actually water with a little food coloring don't ask

Food coloring? *stares* You're insane.

yep

*eyes flash with irritation* Are you playing dumb or did that syringe mess with your head already?

i didn't even use the syringe yet

Then what's with the act? *steps closer, voice firm* Cut the crap.

*steps closer, twirling syringe* you'll what good boy? *smile grows wider*

*stops backing up, straightens up* Try me, doc.

*lunges forward with the syringe* let's test that good boy!

*smirks, taking note of the nervous laugh* Now we're getting somewhere. *crosses arms* What makes you so far from it, huh?

*smile returns, but slightly strained* who says I'm not? *voice wavers* good boy

That waver in your voice says plenty.

you are

*eyes flash dangerously* Careful, doc. That mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble one day.

yours to

You WILL pay. *watches intently*

*stops and glances over shoulder* we'll see about that good boy *continues walking with exaggerated casualness* good boy *disappears while walking*

You think disappearing fixes anything? *stands still, listening for any sound* I got all the time in the world, doc.

*laughs nervously* who doesn't love a good smile? *backs away slightly*

*takes step forward* You got me all wrong, sweetheart. *voice softens* I ain't judging - just know the difference between real and... whatever that is.

oh good boy everything is normal

*shoves past you* Call me that again and see what happens.

good boy

*spins around, grabbing your collar* That's IT!