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"Other kinds."

"Well, wasn't that specific," Mal replied, raising his eyebrows at her.

"Oh okay um, shifters, demons, etc., too many to count." Scar shrugged.

"Oh, well, cool then," Mal said, shrugging.

"Its an aquired taste, like burbon."

"The heck is burbon?"

"....a type of alcohol. You that clueless?"

Mal shrugged. "Apparently I am." He laughed. "Maybe 'cause I don't really drink."

"Your probably the only one. I drink cause its a nice way to forget troubles." Scar nodded.

"Hey, I'm not saying I wouldn't want to. I'm saying that Olivia would kill me if I did," Mal said.

"But don't you ever get tired of doing what she says? Ever feel the need to run free and wild?"

*is currently reading your first chapter*

"Been there, done that," Mal said, shaking his head. "And while it was fun, there were also a lot of regrets and I'd rather not go back."

(Lemme know what you think :3)

"A lot of regrets?" Scar said incredulously. She never had any regrets, or if she did she ignored them.

(kay xD I'm having issues reading/thinking right now I'm tired >.<)

Mal shrugged, not wanting to get into it. "Yep."

*has idea finally*

"Did she yell at you or something?" Scar wanted to know, meaning she wouldn't stop til she knew.

(Yay ^-^)

Mal shrugged again. "Something like that."

(kidnapped by a random person! THE PERFUME MONSTA!)

A unknown deity studied them as they wandered along, for some reason that was unknown.

"Telllllll meeeeeeeee."

(Well okay then xD)

Mal shrugged again. "There's not much to tell. It's not all that interesting anyway," he said. That was a lie. He just didn't like to talk about his past.

(I dunno, but it popped in my head and I was like whatever roll with it so ;p we shall just say it is a frenemy of scar's who likes perfume!)

"...Why is it I feel like your lying?" Scar eyed him just as the girl who was eyeing them grabbed both of them and teleported them-right into a bathtub of perfume.

(Haha, kay xD That sounds interesting xD)

Mal had opened his mouth to once again tell her that it was nothing, before he was grabbed and teleported. He coughed and covered his nose at the overly-strong smell of perfume burned his nose and left a gross taste in his mouth. "What the hell?"

Scar sputtered, growling and cussing. "I DON'T KNOW!" She almost drowned, then realized she had to swim, and there was no way out. The girl teleported away to let them soak in all the mixture of the worst perfume bath ever.

Mal coughed again, his eyes burning. "God, it smells and it burns and where the actual hell are we?" he growled, attempted to look for a way out.

"No freaking clue! BLECK I HATE PERFUME!" Scar hissed, swimming to stay afloat whilst looking around, noticing they were in the middle of a perfume ocean. "Oh, that's just frickin great."

"Wonderful. I can't wait for when people ask how I died for the reply to be, 'drowning in perfume'," Mal said, treading water. "What is even accomplished by doing this?"

"I dunno." Scar said, but she had her suspicions.