Break Me Off A Piece {Sugar Daddies}

Zack Detroff

Fingers grab at the bow tie wrapped tightly around his neck. Loosening its grip around his throat, Zack took in the area around him. Candy canes. Peppermint trees. The sickly sweet scent of sugar. He had never seen anything like it in his life, or his death. The bow tie still grabbed at his throat, threatening to suffocate him. Dropping his things, Zack yanked the tie from his neck. That wasn’t enough either, ripping off the hideous vest they had stuffed him and undoing the buttons of his shirt. Just like in the Games when he was living, Zack didn’t like being bound up in all that clothing.

With his rope tied to his belt loop on his hip and the quiver slung over his bare shoulder, Zack started forward, bow in hand. A figure crossed his path, a boy his own age but one he didn’t recognize. Someone from after his own time, he guessed. The boy held a hammer and Zack couldn’t help but think the pair would look good together fighting crime.

Might as well team up, you know? He looks like a troubled soul- one who had lost something dear like Zack had. They could talk about their angst together and fight crime.

" Yeahhhh,"