A Nut By the Sea

Mez stood by the sea looking at it's grandness, he was wearing his usual bright cheery attire which stood out as usual. He had short sleeves and a pair of black pants, his shirt was orange and a tanktop underneath showed. He looked at the sea for a minute then a mischevious smile came to his face. He suddenly walked up to a random person who happened to be the manager of the beach and hypnotized them to dance the chicken dance.

He chuckled, this was the life. Hypnotize people to relax and have a little fun, then unhypnotize them to have people treat them better for their time they were nice. He smiled now laying back on the beach looking at the clouds, now about five people were hypnotized because of his urge, he wasn't being evil. Just fun, and no one would know they were idiots for a bit. Most were too serious to begin with in his book.

Mez chuckled, he got up and went to the ice cream stand seeing a dark figure. He smirked, should he hypnotize? He thought in his head, he approched the dark looming figure without a care. He looked like a simple minded fool, that he was but a fearless simple minded fool. He looked at the figure, "Are you the reaper? Cause you sure look grim!" He said with a chuckle, commenting on the boy's dark clothing.

He wasn't making fun, but poking it and no one was around or heard it so it wouldn't be embarassing. "Why the grim face though?" He asked the boy as if he knew the boy.

He chuckled, "Um... can you stay the reaper long?" He asked his eyes gleaming on the verge of sparkling. He could easily hypnotize if needed. He chuckled, "You need to breath, you truly should smile more. In fact I know a great place! I took a vampire their she even smiled, though I didn't get her name. She dressed as a man, odd gal."

He smirked looking at the boy, "So you have the power of blood, that's cool."

"Aw..." Mez followed him like a little kid after the candy man. "How about the ice cream store, or the candy shop? Pizza shop? How about the fair?!" Mez was almost like a small dog jumping at the heels of it's owner, though it was odd that he was so hyper this day. He looked at the people on the beach and said, "Clucker's Chicken is the best far above the very rest, run or jump or hop or leap but don't let the dying man leap without... Clucker's Chicken!"

He groaned, "Party pooper, you need a happy day!" He said making a floaty dancey move. The people on the beach stopped dancing and went back to normal after hearing his words. "So... your... serious, and mean... You need to smile more, stink you got frown lines the size of China." He said poking the dark looming figure without the tiniest bit of fear. He was definately the non-fearing type, the only thing he feared was the wrath of a woman. Namely his girlfriend, though he was so innocent he would never do anything to get her angry.