"Look guys can you get the fuck out." I say.

This is getting dangerous. Way, way too dangerous. One wrong move and I'm done for. They're not as dangerous as you might think; they're more of a nuisance. However, they're like a thorn in your ass. If you move it the wrong way, it will really hurt. 

"Huh... maybe you were drunk." He says.

"Thank you! That's what I've been saying this whole fucking time!" I slap him. 

"Ow. Sir. Please calm yourself." He says.

"Now, can you both scram?" I ask.

"Just a minute! We have one more room to try." She points to the bedroom.

Oh fuck.

"No! You can't go into my fucking bedroom." I yell.

"Sir, we have to check." She takes out a gun.

"There is nothing in there!" I yell.

She kicks the door open.

"Excuse me?!" Stolas yells.

"Oh! I beg your pardon sir!" She yelps.

I crawl from behind her. Stolas was in his human form. He pulled on a robe.

"I assume you have a right reason of busting in here." He walks forward.

"Just checking sir." She looks much more frazzled.

I let out a small chuckle. Her face turns red and her glasses fall.

"Oh. I'm so sorry sir. I didn't realize you had someone here." She backs away.

"Now if you don't mind darling, I would love you to get out of my house." Stolas hisses.

"Okay, okay. We'll go." He grabs her.

"Bye- bye-" I close the door behind them.