A Sexy Bleach Choose-Your-Own Halloween Adventure
Chapter #19
It’s not every day that you crash face-first into the bulging pectorals of a beautiful man loitering in a cemetery. Maybe you should come here more often.
You take GRIMMJOW THE WERECAT’s hand and stand up, trying to brush the dirt and twigs out of your hair before fixing him with a winning grin. He returns the smile, bright sky blue eyes glowing… hungrily. Uh oh. “Now, what brings a delicious-looking little thing like you out to a scary place like this?” he purrs. You swallow nervously.
“You know what? I have absolutely no idea. You’re right. This is no place to be at a time like this. I mean, it’s great for you. You look great here. You’ve really found a way to compliment and amplify the whole ‘just chilling, looking completely chilling’ thing. You really have to tell me how you got your jacket to look so predatory- I mean uh, precious. But later! Not now. Maybe tomorrow in the daytime? You know what, you’re probably busy, I’ll just- I gotta go.” You say, stumbling over your words and your feet at the same time. You try to back away slowly but bump into a tall headstone blocking your path.
In a flash the man is standing in front of you, leaning on both hands placed on either side of your head. You’re trapped. You squeeze your eyes shut in terror. “Oh God please I really don’t want to get eaten by a werewolf someone please come save me Jesus.”
You here a growl of anger and crack open an eyelid, expecting to see werewolf jaws ready to clamp shut on your jugular vein. Instead, the blue haired man has started angrily pacing back and forth. “I’m not a werewolf. If you want him you have to go to the creepy forest. I’m a were-cat. Can’t you tell? I have the whole slit pupil thing going on, my ears are pointier, GOD what is wrong with people.”
You feel a little bad until you remember he was just about to tear out your throat and eat you. “Hey!” you shout. He stops pacing. “I’m sorry for mis-identifying what kind of bloodthirsty monster you are supposed to be, but weren’t you just about to kill me?”
Grimmjow looks at you, confused. “Um… yes?”
“Well that’s all wrong. This story is called ‘A Sexy Bleach Choose-Your-Own Halloween Adventure’. Not ‘A Scary Bleach Choose-Your-Own Halloween Adventure Where You Get Eaten By a Monster In a Graveyard.’”
He looks at you incredulously. “Okay and?”
“Well I don’t know,” you say, throwing your hands in the air, “shouldn’t things be, like, sexy?”
He raises an eyebrow, looking doubtful. What costume did you pick again?
-I’m dressed like a cat (Go to #27)
-I’m dressed like a princess. (Go to #28)