Piñata Murder

[Akeem Ten-Amen]

Had Akeem known just how easily influenced she was and the chaos it would have caused, he never would have done this. Sadly, he didn’t know and unleashed pheromones and now he was reaping what he had sown. The way she looked at him scared him. She was too into him all of a sudden. He did love attention but there was a limit to it, and it also depended on who gave it to him. This was not there right person or amount of attention.

He had rarely seen people in trance like that. Some did of course and that was usually with the love pheromones, the ones he let out on her. They looked at him with an enamored gaze. But this was beyond it. He might have gone a little too far. Too bad he couldn’t know before it happened. He should have gone for trust instead. Though, at this time, he was just glad he didn’t use the lust ones. He would have been raped on this roof otherwise, no doubt.

He just wanted to groan at her. Why she had to say she would die? Sighing heavily as he looked up, he slowly turned and let his gaze go down on her. He didn't have to come over to her, she already abandoned the piñata to head his way and beg him to stay. He should play the game he supposed, even if it was a little too dramatic. Just not give in enough for her to later believe he actually loved her. He was about to say something but she called him... Arnold. Seriously? He had an Arnold face!? “I’m afraid I really have to go. But you don’t have to be so sad.” He grabbed her hand, unable to believe he was actually doing this, rubbing circles on the skin of her hand with his thumb. “You have something to do for me, remember? This doesn’t mean we won’t see each other again, right? We are both students here,” he said, glancing at her, hoping he put enough attention in his voice and eyes for her to leave it at that and not run after him as he slowly let go of her hand to leave.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank was practically heaving about now, and she was so tempted to pull a Bella Swan on the guy. It was the only way to truly show love and affection: all the teen movies and books pretty much said so. She was tempted to start moving forward and maybe stroking Adam a little or something.

He took her hand! Frank gasped and put her other hand up to her mouth, looking like she was about ready to pass out or something along those lines. She stared up at him as he circled. "Right, I do! And I'll make sure to see you again! I can throw you a party! A party expressing our deepest love for each other," she sighed then, but only clung to the pinata as Abraham started to back away from her. Frank did take a few steps closer.

"Oh, Adolph,' she said, "I'll pine away every second you're gone," she whimpered then, pulling the pinata up to nearly chin level, looking at Alvin with big, wet eyes. But, alas, she knew that she and her beloved Aku would have to part for now...

[Akeem Ten-Amen]

The girl seemed ready to break into pieces the moment he would go. He never would have thought mere pheromones could affect someone like that. He didn’t want to think how she was when really in love and could only hope she wouldn’t think there was still something between them once this was all over. He just hit a crazy girl with pheromones. He might have just earned a stalker for the rest of his life.

The whole scene, man was he glad he didn’t have to watch it. Or have anyone watching it. Because if someone ever saw this terrible cliché out of a teenage romance, he’d wish to die. Like, right now. But he had to play the part, being just enough of a jerk for her not to think he was one right now but realise he had been later. If her bird brain could achieve such a thought process. He was not sure but he had little options here.

At least he managed not to shudder at the thought she would make sure they could see again. Not necessary. Really. The party was even less necessary, especially if she had to tell the world about their undying love to each other. How many times did she plan to kill him?

Adolph. It was even worse than Arnold. Did he had a silly ‘stache and spoke with a German accent? But he only waved at her as he left. And once he reached the doors, he ran them down to get away as fast as possible. He survived it. For now.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Naturally Frank turned, raising the pinata high, ready to follow her lover Angus's instructions regarding smashing it. She'd even leaned back slightly, and just as she leaned forward, actually tossing it, Frank suddenly had second thoughts. She paused to catch it, staring down into its eyes. "Why would I want to deny you your whole existence?" she asked the critter. "Because ze wonderful Abel said so?" she replied in a Mexican accent. "No, Abel's the clingy Bellefonte one," Frank said, pursing her lips and tilting her head to the side. "I meant Arcturus," the "pinata" said. "Ah, yes, Amadeus," Frank said, adding another sigh.

"I need to go home and get a shrine made of his head! With bubblegum!" Frank said. "Si," the "pinata" replied, "we must make sure that Alonzo is probably honored." Frank nodded and then held a small conversation with the pinata as they walked along, heading back into the bowels, now determined to make a shrine over the true love of Frank's life.