We’re not normal but that’s okay.

10 Years old

Mabel and you had just gotten done robbing some random store clerk at a candy store, you both were on the run from the man before you got an idea hid behind the nearest trash can and brought her down with you.

You both were laughing quietly, and the man was looking for you both since he had lost track of the two of you. “Where did you bandits go you little—!” He gritted his teeth, and continued to run and try to find you.

”Shh..” You hushed Mabel, and then you stuck your leg out and tripped the old man while he was running. He cried out as he fell, you twins were waiting for hilarious wailing to come from the man.

Nothing came though. in fact, the man was silent. You pouted a bit, and peaked your head out, what you saw amazed you though. The old man had fallen forward, right into the brick corner of the neighbours house.

His neck was bent irregularly, blood was gushing out of his forehead. You grabbed Mabel, pulling her up and showing her the man.

“Woah..” She muttered as her eyes went wide and the sight of the man, she walked over to the man’s body and knelt down beside him. She looked up at you, and you both stared intently at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.

To the both of you, this was an hilarious situation. It took so many moments to try and calm down from laughing, once the both of you were done laughing so hard you took deep breaths in and out.

Though, Mabel got curious on how the blood tasted. So you watched her lift her hand up, dipping two fingers and coating them with a layer of thick hot blood, she stared at her fingers that had blood on them, before delicately placing them into her mouth.