Pizza 1

“Well, I mean, pepperoni is almost always good.”


“Yeah, but it’s so strong, and it might drown out the peppers.”


“I already said no to peppers. I think they’re wastes of space anyways.”


“Asa! You know how much I like the crisp they add though!”


“You don’t get pizza for ‘crisp’! Who does that? Who would ever do that?”


Dave raised an eyebrow at the two girls who were sitting on his couch as he came back in from the garage. While he could claim to have many questions, most of them were irrelevant. They were talking about pizza, so now all that mattered was pizza. Otherwise you risked a real fright breaking out when someone suggests grabbing Taco Bell to go or something for lunch.


Then again, that might just be a construction thing.


He waved the worry away before leaning against the hallway wall, as he had come in from the back/kitchen, and Asa and Sarah were on the couch in the living room. “So, why are you two getting pizza?”


Sarah chirped up, “Three, and it’s because customarily, when one moves, they get pizza and share it with their friends. We just need to decide on a type of pizza, especially while using our limited funds.”


Asa then piped up with, “Which means probably a large, three topping pizza, with no peppers!”


“But Asa!”


Dave smirked a little as the two began bickering again. “Shouldn’t you ask Kell what she wants if she’s getting the pizza too?”


Asa spoke first with, “She didn’t earn any of the money, and besides, it’s pretty easy to know that Kell wants meat. The fact that she likes bread surprises me with the shark’s maw she can possess at times.”


Sarah smiled a little at the memories of her friend surprising her with some of her modifications, before adding, “Besides, decision making like this and debates makes Kell’s head hurt, so we didn’t want to inconvenience her.”


“Okay… but then why does Asa get a voice in this when, from what I’ve heard, Sarah is the only one of you three whose worked?”


Asa opened her mouth before clamping it shut and glaring daggers at Dave. Sarah instead just took this as her trump card and shouted out, “So we’re getting peppers!”


“God damnit.”


Dave shook his head, before walking towards a desk that was in the corner of the room. It was an oddity amongst the rest of the downstairs. Not because a desk didn’t belong, especially a fine crafted, wooden one like this, but because it had a desktop computer on top of it. One Asa had already looked at and cringed because of when she saw it had all of two gigs of RAM.


Now though, Dave got onto it and began to search for something while also pulling out a pen and paper. “Why don’t you two just both tell me what sort of pizza you’d like, and I can get us all three mediums or something, especially since you’re gonna need my van anyways. That is, unless you planned to bring everything back on foot.”


Both of the girls stopped for a moment, before Sarah began with, “Wow, that would be wonderful. Thank-”


“So what do you want in return?”


“Asa! This man has been kind enough to welcome us into his home. You should not so quickly think that-”


“No, she’s right.” Dave smirked at them. “If she really wants to pay me back, then I think  have something in the garage that she can wear while we take care of all of this.”


Asa paled for a moment, before gritting her teeth. “Bring it, old man.”

A two parter about pizza? Yep, because pizza. Also, I’m that boring guy whose go to is just pepperoni.


A Family

Sarah laid back into her bed with a sigh as she began to consider things. They would need to inform Dave of the normal lie about her, that she was a professional cosplayer, get their stuff from the old apartment, and then the job search would begin. Of course, slowly, as anyone who called her old employer would be told about the face full of fire that a customer received.


On top of that, her dancing there had always been thought of as a temporary thing before she struck it big in the city and got with a real acting company or something like that. Somewhere she could put her father’s abilities to use, while doing good with them instead of just stealing souls. Now though…


She let her hand run along the thin blanket on the bed. They were in California, so it was all she probably needed, but she would be replacing it with her own once they got it back. Yeah, a few tweaks, and it would be just like the past few months. The months when she was managing to actually keep everything together.


The only thing that got her out of her thoughts was the feeling of leather against her face as Asa threw her jacket at her. She wrestled with it a few moments, before pulling it away and staring at the other girl, whose modest chest was wrapped in single strap of cloth as a bra. Asa merely smirked at her, before standing up. “Well, I guess we’re stuck here now, so why don’t you cover yourself up?”


Sarah rubbed the fabric, before giving her friend a small smile back. “You know I’m used to wearing this little, right?”


Asa sat down next to her, the grin not fading for an instant. “And less for your customers, but I think those days are coming to an end, don’t you? I mean, how many big time stars out there normally wear something so… exciting?”


“Well, there was that Lady Gaga woman a few years back that was really popular down in Hell, so…”


The two looked at each other for another moment, both of them smiling at each other, before Sarah sighed. “Do you really think I can make it still?”


Asa nudged her in the ribs before stating, “Hey, I’ll hold an exception about people’s dreams for you. That’s what friends do anyways, right?”


“Besides, Sarah is prettiest girl in the worlds, so she has to be a star!”


The two of them turned to the edge of the bed where Kell was smiling at them, her fangs showing while her bright, blonde hair framed her face. Sarah then looked down at her blanket and tugged a bit of it up so she could hold it to them. “Say, we all got a pretty early start today. How about we curl up and catch up a little?”


“Kell doesn’t need-”


Asa grabbed her friend by the shoulder, before pulling her onto the bed. “Get over here you genetic idiot.”


Kell merely smiled, before Sarah threw the blanket over the three of them.

And we have our first piece of art done for the series by a good friend of mine named Demon Chester! And who of course would it be of then sweet little Kell enjoying a good ol’ syrupy sandwich.



A Room To Yourself

Dave opened up the front door to the house with the three girls behind him. He felt a little nostalgic as he watched the three walked in. Asa looked like she was about ready to run away at any second, while Sarah looked like a little child being let into a candy store. Kell though kept herself small, with her hair changing to blue and all the way down to the small of her back as she crossed into the little entryway that was there.


Dave then walked in himself, smiling a little as he looked around. It was the same place it had been for over twenty years now. Right in front of him was a staircase leading up to the bedrooms, to the right was a dining room with a large bookcase, a large dresser that had been opted into a stand at the back wall, and a square table in the middle to tie it all together. To his left was the living room, with a small couch, two recliners for when he had company, and a television that was set into a large, wooden cabinet, and he smiled as he thought about whether he would need to close the cabinet up so these three weren’t always just staring at it all the time.


Then again, he liked relaxing with a good comedy at night, so he couldn’t really complain too much if they liked their television too.


Asa put a hand on the wooden banister leading up to the second floor. “You really like wooden furniture, don’t you? We’re lucky that you don’t have a park bench for a couch I bet.”


Dave merely shook his head, not bothering to respond to her. Of course, if he had, he might have had to admit how annoying it was when he’d had no soft cushions to sit on in his house because all of the furniture had been made of wood.


Instead, he led them up, keeping quiet as he took it step by step. He wasn’t too much in the mood for talking right now, even with the three girls chattering behind him. He just wanted to get this done so he could head out and get what he needed to done.


He wasn’t about to just let them choose their bedrooms though. No, he was deciding that, and, after showing them the bathroom that was at the top of the stairs, turned to his left. There were two doors on this side of the small hallway; one directly in front of him, another to his left. He tapped first on the one directly in front of him, before stating in as even of a tone as he could manage, “This door is already locked, and is private for me. You shouldn’t ever have a reason to go in it, got it?”


Asa opened her mouth, before his eyes met her and she, much like the other two, merely nodded, though with a touch more panic in her movements. Once Dave was satisfied, he opened up the one to his left and let it swing open. Inside, the room was completely sparse, except for two beds that were set against the far wall from the door, and the wall to the right of it.


Dave let them all walk in before spreading open his hands. “Asa, Sarah, this is your room. It’s a little bigger than the other one, and is already set up for two people. We’ll go and get you some more furniture another time too. Otherwise, what do you think?”


Asa sat down on her bed, patting it a bit, while Sarah jumped onto hers, letting her knees slam into it and bounce her up which, in her current attire, was just a touch immodest of her and Dave looked to the ceiling as he muttered something under his breath.


Asa, after another moment of being quiet, finally nodded to herself. “I guess it works. I’ll probably have to live without any internet though, won’t I?”


Dave chuckled for a moment as he shook his head. “Don’t worry. Some of the nerdier kids in my crew made sure I got that Google Fiber stuff when it became available, though I don’t really use it. Got a nice legacy plan though for unlimited data though, so I haven’t bothered to drop it yet.”


Asa’s eyes shone for a moment, before she just laid back on the bed. “Well then, we better head to IKEA soon. I can’t wait to start str-”


Asa jumped out of her skin as she was suddenly presented with Dave’s face about an inch from her before he hissed out, “We don’t speak that blasphemous name here. When I say furniture, I mean Home Depot and probably hand made.”


Asa, not in the mood to fight, just held her hands up as she hastily said, ‘Yes sir!”


Sarah merely chuckled a little as she watched Dave get up, and before he got more than a step towards the door, she stood up. “Th-Thank you. This means a lot to all of us, I promise, and we promise not to break anything while we’re here.”


Dave paused for a moment, before nodding and grabbing Kell by the shoulder. For a normal person, this grip might have been a bit too tight, or rough, but Kell didn’t notice as they walked to the other end of the hallway.


Here, the situation was the opposite. The door to the right of the two of them was to Dave’s room, so once again off limits, while the one in front of him was the one for guests. Or, more accurately, had a bed in it, but was otherwise a small study for Dave when he had business to do, complete with a small desk against the wall, and a couple pictures on the walls that were framed to the golden days.


And it was all for Kell as he whispered, “This is your room, all to yourself.”


Kell stepped forward, twisting her head around to the corners of the room. She walked slowly, almost as if scared, before turning back to him. “Just… for me? No cameras, no people watching Kell? Or monitoring her?”


Dave shook his head, keeping his head down. “Nope. Just yours to find privacy in. I’ll even probably be moving a lot of my office stuff out to the garage so you can make it feel more personal.”


Kell sat down on the lumpy, old mattress, before lying down and curling up on it, her hair turning to a shining gold as shook her head, and tears began to fall down her cheeks. “No, it’s perfect as it is. Thank you.”


Dave swallowed hard, not managing to choke out any words through his clogged throat. Instead, he merely headed for the stares, letting his own tears fall as he headed to get the girls their locks, and a few more things he knew he might need.

The Beginning of The End (Of a Peaceful Retirement) Pt. 3

“Oh my Satan, Kell, you’re okay!”


The girl in the red skin and the smallest bikini Dave had seen wrapped her arms around Kell as the other girl kept narrowed eyes on him. He met them, ignoring her icy stare as he politely waved back.


Kell let go of the red girl, before gesturing to Dave. “The big strong man’s name is Dave! And he’s super nice! He even let me know that he always goes for that walk every morning, so I can bother you all for treats every morning! Isn’t that great?”


The red girl frowned for a moment, before turning to Dave. “I’m sorry for the trouble. Kell can be a lot to handle sometimes, but we’ll make sure she doesn’t bother you again. My name is Sarah by the way.”


For a moment, Dave hesitated to take her hand, before shaking the thought away. He had accepted to give Kell a chance and breakfast. He’d already lost any control of the morning that he might have had before. “She was no problem, I promise. Made the day start in an… interesting way.”


“Oh, I bet she made you real interested in her. Are you even bothering to wear a bra today?”


Dave opened his mouth to respond, before he was cut off, but not by the voice he expected. It was instead from Sarah, whose voice was sweet, a little melodious, and was still somehow able to ask, “Does she need one?”


To which the third member of their little group slapped herself with her hand before dragging it down her face, revealing eyes that could kill. “We’re going, Sarah. That goes double for you Kell, before you lose what little respect you have for yourself.”


Dave watched all of this, now staying quiet as he glanced back to Kell who looked down. How often did she need to get scolded like this? How much did she need it?


For a moment, as the three began to turn away from him, he thumbed a piece of paper in pocket, before looking back up at them.


“Would you two like to have breakfast too? I was just about to offer Kell another syrupy sandwich, and I can swing it for all three of you.”


Kell squealed a little at the proposition, before shutting up from a quick growl from the still unnamed girl, before Sarah put a hand on her shoulder. The two began talking to each other quickly, but it quickly became obvious to him that whatever argument they had, Sarah won it in the first line.


What sealed it though was Kell pushing the two apart and then gripping into their shoulders, to which both of theirs eyes looked about ready to pop. “We’re staying for more sandwiches, and that’s final!”


Sarah simply agreed, while the other one twisted out of her friend’s grip and began rubbing her shoulder. They both then sat down while Kell clapped her hands together. “I’m happy things worked out.”


Dave thumbed the piece of paper in his pocket again, before looking at the counter. “There’s a bit of a line. Biggest prick of the morning always was the one that had to go grab lunch, so you’re coming with me miss moody.”


To which the last one only responded with, “My name is Asa,” before letting Dave go to the counter by himself.


At least, until Kell frowned, and then back slapped her out of her chair and spinning towards the line.

And now with the full cast in tow, a little about where they’re from, as they’re all from my Jumbled Thoughts. Hence the title to the comic.


I’ll start with the star first: Kell Dave. He is from a concept I had to give an aging man who was unfulfilled in his retired life a journal that he could write into once a day. Whatever he wrote, happened… To an extent. He was always meant to be a gentler soul, and I’m really happy with how hes come out so far for this.


Kell: She came from my most common type of dead story: Sci-fi! This time though, it has pretty much no influence over her actual backstory, as in that story she was supposed to be an anomaly that fed off of pure protein, was almost indestructible, but not inherently evil. Just animalistic. Now though, she’s a bit more controlled, a lot less likely to actually kill something, and cute as a button!


Asa: This one was from a book series I had planned for seven books, but I don’t know when/if I’ll ever get to actually get to. In that, she was a low class thief going to a prestigious academy where pretty much everyone was better than her. Instead of working with them though, she despised them, staying headstrong and trying to prove herself. Lets just say that in both stories it’s only because of her friends that her plans will ever come true.


Sarah: This one is simple. I kept trying to join D&D games as an innocent, Tiefling Cleric but never got to, so I decided to put her in here. She has grown a LOT since that small concept, and I can’t wait to show you how.


The Beginning of The End (Of a Peaceful Retirement) Pt. 2

“I’m sorry, but have you-”


“Please tell us you’ve seen some crazy, idiot girl who probably tried paying with lint or something!”


Dave rolled his eyes as he heard the two loud women at the counter as he took another sip of his coffee. This was why he didn’t normally come to places like these for breakfast, even when he got caught up with a project for too long before work. You’d always find the craziest people this early in the morning, and he liked it to be quieter anyways. If he was going to get deafened, it had better be by a jackhammer.


However, it was currently worth it, as the girl across from him… Well, despite some of the guys he had worked with over his thirty-five years of construction work, she almost topped the oddities list.


She didn’t seem to know what a car was. Definitely wasn’t a whore with how she sometimes seemed to feel it necessary to cover her chest, but wasn’t modest either, as she seemed to not have a care in the world when it was pretty much only the two of them. The worst part was how… shy she was? She couldn’t order for herself, had shut up while almost the instant she had calmed down from him agreeing to get her breakfast, and now ate in small bites while curled up in her chair like a child.


It was the behavior of a ten year old, if not five, not a girl who he now doubted had had plastic surgery.


“Please, it’s actually really important. She can be a bit… excited when on her own, and if we don’t find her, she might get in trouble.”


“And we really can’t afford that right now, so if you see a girl asking for syrupy sandwiches, just give her a mcgriddle, call this number, and don’t you dare fucking delay.”


‘Syrupy Sandwich.’

Dave looked up at that as he took another slow sip, before almost spitting out his coffee. The two girls he’d been listening to in the silence of his current companion and… Yeah, if he imagined this girl had roommates, they might fit the bill. The first one was somehow red from head to toe, and he doubted it was just some sort of bad sunburn. The other one looked normal at least, except for the steel bat she had behind her head, and the black leather jacket with yellow trim, matched by stockings that were the similar.


He could go on about the other girl’s outfit but… If Kell didn’t make him blush, this girl did.


And Kell now looked at the two oddities before yelling, “Sarah! Asa! Come over here!”


And Dave simply took another sip of his coffee as a few gears began turning in his mind.