"Get back here!"
"Please! NO!"
Coco and Jazz sat in his room. Every now and then Scooter and Ayva zoomed past. "Is he gonna be okay?" Coco asked.
"I'm not so sure, she does kill, but, I do not think she'd hurt Scooter." Jazz said, making a few changes to his music. "Okay, how does this sound?" JAzz raised his saxophone and played a melody. Coco listened intently.
"I like it, but..." She grabbed the music and looked over it. "This note here, shorten it by half a beat."
Jazz thought a moment and smiled, "very good, I didn't catch that." He said, making the change.
Again, scooter ran down the hall, Ayva passed by the door slowly with a blow gun.
"We can only hope that the amo is not sharp tipped." Jazz said, packing his music sheets away before putting them in a small safe, locking it, then puting that safe in a bigger one, then placing that one in a hidden compartment in his closet.
"You're very serious about you music, huh?"
"Oh, no, I love it very much, I do this because when I would simply put them in a folder, Rachet and Houser always soehow managed to get cum on them. Their safer this way."
"Y'think?" Coco asked, hopping down from the seat. Jazz follwed her out of the rooma dn down the hall. Scooter was still screaming somewhere, the kitchen perhaps. "Should we stop her?"
"No, if you stop Ayva mid torture...well...just do not do it." Jazz said, sitting in his armchair. Coco glanced in the kitchen and ducked when a toaster flew out.
"Ayva?"
Ayva popped up from behind the island and smiled, "hey, kid, how is everything?" Coco looked at her. In her hands she held a ball gag, a rolling pin, a tube of lube, and something that lookd like a cat toy.
"Goood...uh..where's Scooter?"
"Dear god! HELP ME!" Scooters hands came from around the island and clawed at the ground. Ayva jumped up then disapeared behind the island as Scooter screams soon became muffled. She popped her head around the corner and smiled, teh rolling pin still in her hand, "Don't worry, we're just having a good time!" She disapeared around the corner again.
"What exactly...are you doing?"
"Um...." Ayva looked at teh rolling pin. "I don't know, I'm just going on a whim here."
"And that whim is..."
"Create nightmares. Toodle pip!"
"Jazz-"
"She's holding a rolling pin and Scooters gagged and is giving him nightmares, am I right?" Jazz asked, picking a station.
Coco nodded.
"Stay out of the kitchen."
"B-b-but, Scooter!"
"He will bounce back, it's one of the advantages of being Scooter."
"GET IT OFF ME!" Scooter screamed.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, he is fine." Jazz said, yawning.
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