Rebellion had woken up, and to his knowledge nobody else was up. His earbuds were placed in his ears, his jacket left upstairs as he walked downstairs jacketless. He looked around, seeing the front office empty at the moment. He looked down at his music player, changing the song to listen to something different. To his surprise one of his favorite songs came on, a song he loved to sing along to even though the lyrics didn’t really seem that appropriate.
He glanced around, hearing complete silence as he took slow steps towards the kitchen. Before he took one step in the kitchen he looked around at the other rooms where his Master and fellow Devil Arms were sleeping. He smirked, walking into the kitchen and beginning to sing his favorite part of this song:
“I’m gonna chase this whiskey with patron, I want a girl in my lap and a Jager bomb, I’m comin’ in hot you heard me, and I'ma make it rain on the girl who serves me I’ll drink a fifth of vodka till its gone and make her feel so good that it can’t be wrong I’m comin’ in hot you heard me And we’ll be taking shots and if not you’re nerdy"
He wasn’t singing loud, but just loud enough that his voice wouldn’t really leave the kitchen as he danced around slightly. He opened the fridge door, digging in and grabbing out a bottle of Tobasco sauce and a small jar of jalapenos. He kicked the door shut with his foot, continuing to sing along and dance a bit in the kitchen. He had a nice singing voice though.
He still had no clue why he loved this song or Hollywood Undead, but he did. And he wasn’t complaining in anyway. He was just hoping that nobody would hear him singing a song like this.
It gets harder every time I go, But it feels so good when I come home
We are the lucky ones, Going strong and it’s getting better You’re still the one I’m dreaming of
Every night, when we sleep together I always know, When I come home, We’ll make up for the nights alone When we end up making love We’re the lucky ones
They say that absence makes, A heart grow fonder, and I know, It’s always worth the wait But it’s lonely on the road We are the lucky ones We’ve been through feast and famine, yeah We have lived on love And we’d do it again
I believeeeeeee that the lord God created the universe, I believe that he sent his only son to die for our sins, and I believe that the ancient Jews built boats and sailed to America! I am a Mormon, and a Mormon just believes!