Go down to Mr. McGee's
He hasn't had a thought since '43.
His brain is the portrait of atrophy.
He ain't using it, why not give it to me?
Jess snuck passed a lamp post and saw a skeleton with a beard and glasses. He was wearing a red zoot suit, black shoes, red pimp hat, black tie, and a cane. Jess carefully walked the skeleton towards the singing rock. Roulette gladly ate the geezer's brain. The Elderly skeleton flashed red and stood zombie still like Chicago. Roulette, who was modest, seemed very pleased.
BRAINS, BRAINS, I won't lie,
I'll eat their brains 'til they're zombified.
Sure they might think it's deranged
But they won't give it a thought
After I've eaten they’re brain.
Roulette then looked at his two pals then clicked what it sounded like a tounge. He shook his head.
"I know this town is dead, but so is your clothing style... I'll fix that!" With that said, he took off Mr. McGee's zoot suit and put it on Jess, then he noticed something blinking around the girl's neck.
"What's this?" Roulette looked at a heart necklace that Jess always wore. The Heart Necklace was given to her by a friend from long ago and it had a great purpose. The meteor read what the heart said.
"New demon acquired?" He tilted his head and then poked at the jewelry. Suddenly, Jess's whole body flashed with a bright light. She could transform into any demon that she collected DNA from, but she would only use this for emergencies only. During the demon transformation, Jess had a black blindfold around her eyes. She grew sharp vampire fangs, claws, and grew a little taller, but not that much. It seemed like her chest was flatter.
"Wow!" Poker and Roulette said in unison. The bat was resisting the urge to try to glomp the drag king Jess. Roulette smiled and added the finishing touches; the pimp hat with the white feather.
BRAINS, BRAINS, It's okay.
It's not a matter if it isn't gray,
And if at first they think it's strange,
they won't think twice
If they don't have a brain!
He tipped the hat downward with his hand, making Jess more like a demonic vampire gangster, "Perfect... Hmm?" He looked at what was behind Jess's back. It was one of those microphones with the long poles that were used for crooning. Think of Frank Sinatra. Near the mike, the words "BOO HOO" were written. This microphone was going to be Jess's weapon. Wanting to find out what would happen, Roulette gave out another order.
Go down to the Wonton shop,
My fortune cookie says that I just can't stop
I suck the noodle right out of their heads
And half an hours later, I'm hungry again!
At the Wonton shop, Chinese vampires and demons were socializing with each other when Jess came in. The vampires were licking their lips as they saw the juicy looking neck.
"Get the girl!" Everyone tried to bite her neck when she grabbed her microphone. They all laughed.
"Oh, what are you going to do... sing to us to death?!" The boys laughed. Actually, Jess swung microphones around like nun chucks. Scared to death, the boys then ran out of the Chinese place. Before Jess could leave however, she went to talk with a chef.
"Excuse me?" Jess asked in her innocent polite way, "Would you please get me 3 orders of Chinese dumplings to go?" The chef nodded slowly and made the order. Jess happily paid him and goes to bring the food to her "friends". Roulette was already grown after eating Chinese brains, but to not to hurt Jess's feelings, he started to eat some dumplings.
"You know, despite the fact that an alien could control our world with a catchy tune and hypnotizing mind," Poker started to say, "I think this might be the most interesting Thanksgiving yet." Roulette tilted his head.
"What's Thanksgiving?" He asked. Both humans thought about that question.
"I clearly don't know..." Poker answered, "I think it's just a holiday where you eat too much..." That fact Roulette could understand. Just then, four birds were flying towards them. One was rather large and had clothes on. They were chased by a scarecrow known to everyone as Sam.
"Come back here, you mangy birds!" Sam yelled. The birds; Mirror, Darkness, Scream, and Charlie, were laughing at the Pumpkin headed scarecrow. While all of them were distracted, Roulette took the liberty of sucking their brains except for Charlie. Charlie stopped running to find the new zombies staying where they are. Charlie was mildly confused, so instead of asking, he just ran out of there to tell his friends Hybrid and Oogie. The three people who were causing all of this just stared.
"Wow, this is creepy." Poker stated. Jess nodded.
"Yeah," Roulette remarked, "What kind of sicko would want to see us sucking people's brains out and battling each other for their own amusement?" He, Jess, and Poker stopped, then glared at the reader who's reading this and the writer who writes this.
