Help with the Rent #2 - C.C. Bran

You tossed your rent bill across the room in frustration and it went under your bed. A minute later, a grotesque claw pushes the bill back out with a wad of cash.

It was on the door. Hanging for all the neighbors to see. The rent is due again. Didn’t I just pay that last month?? Oh, yeah. that is a monthly thing. Darn. I unlock the door and step inside. Well, it will be alright till next week. I toss it across the room. I watch as it sadly slides under my bed.

As I start for the kitchen, movement catches my eye. A hand. Green skin with bloody knuckles and dirt under the long yellowed fingernails. I watch as it pulls back under the bed leaving behind a stack of slightly bent up bills.

“Dang it Marcus! I may be frustrated, but I am not that bad off! I will get it paid next week and pay it then. You take that back!”

From under the bed I hear Growl….. Grumble grumble

“What do you mean Shirley pitched in? Shirley? Where did YOU get money?”A shriek comes from the closet.

“Shirley, you can’t take money from my jacket and call it yours. That is still stealing and we talked about that.”

Growl / Shriek

“FINE! I will use the money and pay the rent tonight! You will get your money back on Friday.”

Growl

“Yes, I bought Cheetos.”

Snarl

“You’re welcome.”

Cry

“Shirley, you give me that sewing kit that you are using to make my clothes smaller, and I will give you the Herseys.”

Squeak

“YES! Actual Herseys. You think I would buy the cheap knockoff CHOCOLATE? I’m not a monster! ….. Oh. Sorry guys.”