Hio! I don't own Jesse or Suze. If I did I would have Jesse tied to a
chair so he couldn't escape. This is my first fanfic, so be nice! By the
way, if you review I'll give you a hug.
Black Magic
Chapter One: Daydreams and Cheese
It's a beautiful day in Carmel, California. Okay, so maybe it's a bit foggy, but that will burn off by lunchtime. Anyway, it's better than the choking smog that my native homeland of New York City is infamous for.
I opened my big windows that overlook the ocean. Nothing was going to ruin my day today, nothing. No vengeful ghosts were going to bother me, Paul Slater wasn't going to flirt with me or try to kill my boyfriend, Dopey and Sleepy were not going to be...well... themselves, and for once no one was going to try to kill me. Wow, my plan keeps getting better and better. Hey, maybe if I was really lucky Jesse(my sorta kinda boyfriend who sorta kinda doesn't know how much I sorta kinda love him. I mean he sorta kinda knows but he doesn't know. Ah the logic of a lovesick girl. Okay so maybe he's sorta kinda dead, but that does mean I can't love him.)might come visit me from the rectory and give me a hug and confess his undying love for me and then ask me to marry him and then. Okay Susannah, breath. Your imagination is running away with you... again... not that that is a bad thing...
While I was dreaming longingly about his sexy eyes and abs and...(actually I don't think there is a part of him that isn't sexy) when the object of my affection materialized in front of me.
"Um, Susannah, "said the dudliest voice on the face of the Earth, "are you well?"
"Yeah, of course I stuttered, "I was just...day dreaming." Okay Suze, don't drool, don't drool.
"About what?" he questioned.
I froze in my tracks. "Um, nothing, just... um... cheese!"
"Cheese?" he repeated in a puzzled voice.
"Yeah, cheese." I said rapidly. "It's all moist and, um, orange! Don't you ever just randomly think about cheese?"
"No."
"Okay...well...you should. It's very fascinating. It's good for you and is a dairy product and..."
"You are quite garrulous." Said Jesse with a smile that mad me melt like butter... or cheese in a microwave.
"Huh?" I asked stupidly. Why did he have to be like Doc and use so many big words, but hey, at least he wasn't speaking Spanish.
"Never mind," he smiled again, then leaned of and kissed me.
My first thought: Oh My God! Yay! I know, I'm such a deep descriptive person. But, I'm sorry to say, just as I started to kiss him back we were interrupted.
"Well, well," drawled a voice from the window, "I'm sorry to interrupt the saliva exchange, but I need to talk to you."
............................................................................ .................................................................... Who is it? I'll give you a hint: it isn't Paul. By the way, I am queen of the rabid, carnivorous, man-eating sheep. If you don't review, I'll rip off your mattress tag! Baaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Black Magic
Chapter One: Daydreams and Cheese
It's a beautiful day in Carmel, California. Okay, so maybe it's a bit foggy, but that will burn off by lunchtime. Anyway, it's better than the choking smog that my native homeland of New York City is infamous for.
I opened my big windows that overlook the ocean. Nothing was going to ruin my day today, nothing. No vengeful ghosts were going to bother me, Paul Slater wasn't going to flirt with me or try to kill my boyfriend, Dopey and Sleepy were not going to be...well... themselves, and for once no one was going to try to kill me. Wow, my plan keeps getting better and better. Hey, maybe if I was really lucky Jesse(my sorta kinda boyfriend who sorta kinda doesn't know how much I sorta kinda love him. I mean he sorta kinda knows but he doesn't know. Ah the logic of a lovesick girl. Okay so maybe he's sorta kinda dead, but that does mean I can't love him.)might come visit me from the rectory and give me a hug and confess his undying love for me and then ask me to marry him and then. Okay Susannah, breath. Your imagination is running away with you... again... not that that is a bad thing...
While I was dreaming longingly about his sexy eyes and abs and...(actually I don't think there is a part of him that isn't sexy) when the object of my affection materialized in front of me.
"Um, Susannah, "said the dudliest voice on the face of the Earth, "are you well?"
"Yeah, of course I stuttered, "I was just...day dreaming." Okay Suze, don't drool, don't drool.
"About what?" he questioned.
I froze in my tracks. "Um, nothing, just... um... cheese!"
"Cheese?" he repeated in a puzzled voice.
"Yeah, cheese." I said rapidly. "It's all moist and, um, orange! Don't you ever just randomly think about cheese?"
"No."
"Okay...well...you should. It's very fascinating. It's good for you and is a dairy product and..."
"You are quite garrulous." Said Jesse with a smile that mad me melt like butter... or cheese in a microwave.
"Huh?" I asked stupidly. Why did he have to be like Doc and use so many big words, but hey, at least he wasn't speaking Spanish.
"Never mind," he smiled again, then leaned of and kissed me.
My first thought: Oh My God! Yay! I know, I'm such a deep descriptive person. But, I'm sorry to say, just as I started to kiss him back we were interrupted.
"Well, well," drawled a voice from the window, "I'm sorry to interrupt the saliva exchange, but I need to talk to you."
............................................................................ .................................................................... Who is it? I'll give you a hint: it isn't Paul. By the way, I am queen of the rabid, carnivorous, man-eating sheep. If you don't review, I'll rip off your mattress tag! Baaaaaaaaaaaaa!
