really just the soldiers shooting the shit

slight necro))

“What a day huh?”

The soldier who spoke had a dandelion poking out of his pocket. His voice sounded wistful.

“Yeah…s-scary…”

“....Scary?” The soldier turned to his companion. Like him the other man had also been assigned to guard a specific classroom. The third grade classroom if he was remembering right. Yet his cohort trembled, ears pulled back in distress.

“Th-that teacher was really fucking scary man!”

Another soldier, hearing the conversation, gave his two cents. “Man you are so fucking weird do you know that?”

“You don’t get it!” the soldier despaired. Memories of the look Ms Maple would give him every time he was about to say something Not Maple Approved flashed through his mind and he shuddered.

“Right…”

“Hey, you had the kindergartners right? Bet that was an easy job.”

“Yeah they were great…and their teacher was amazing”

“You should’ve seen the 7th graders. Even the teacher was whoring it up. She took, like, at least eight dicks.”

“Speaking of the 7th graders…Hey! C-400! You might wanna finish up over there! The trucks gotta leave soon man!

C-400 had one of the bodies. A boy from Mrs Rosie’s class. He was holding it up by the ears with his cock between the pale lips.

“Mans saying goodbye to his boooyfriend~” the soldier that spoke cackled. “They were practically attached at the hip the whole afternoon.”

“Hah, when’s the wedding?”

“Har har, shut up…” C-400, apparently not getting what he needed, pulled out of the cold mouth. A small bit of tongue followed the tip out, now poking from between the lips. He began furiously jacking off, unleashing his load on the bunny boy's face. Finally satisfied, he tossed the body back into the truck.

“Te—C-460 convinced me to ‘try a cold one’...I don’t really get the appeal. No tongue action ya know?”

“I prefer them warm myself”

“Had lots of warm ones in the girls bathroom today”

“God I love my job”

“Just wait until tomorrow. We’re hitting up the highschool next.”