HollisHollis By Caroline Vespertine
Hello, all! It's me again. I'm back from the deeeead! I haven't written a piece of fanfiction on my computer in months, though you would find alot of original stuff if you peeked in my journal. ~_^ Well, please enjoy the story. And, remember, for those of you who live under a rock but either have read JtHM or just happened to stumble upon the JtHM section of FF.net, Johnny, Devi, and all the other characters that are interesting belong to Jhonen. Everything else belongs to me. Well, sit back, relax, grab a Cherry Ice Sucky, and enjoy the story. Don't forget to review it, either, because I know where you live.
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Johnny was sitting at his desk, happily drinking down his Ice Suckee. He set the red drink down, and grabbed his pencil. He set down a piece of paper and turned on the light on his desk, and started sketching his popular comic, Happy Noodle Boy. After ten minutes of sketching and erasing and sketching some more, he was finally finished. "Thank God! I thought that would take forever." he exclaimed. He examined his art for a few minutes, and decided to take it downstairs to the basement.
Johnny walked down the steps of his house, and noticed how loud they were creaking. "I really need to get those fixed," he said, "that creaking is making me... angry." He gripped his drawing tightly with both hands, and saw the perfect person to critique his drawing. "Hello, Hollis," said Johnny. The young girl just glared at him. "What do YOU want?" she asked. The girl was young, about 17, and was very lovely. She had long brown hair, and a very thin figure. She was pale, and had light pink lips and bright green eyes. "You really are cute when you're angry, sweetheart." Johnny said sarcastically. Hollis glared even meaner and shot him the bird. "What part of leave me alone do you fail to understand?" she inquired. "Now now now, That's not the attitude I would have if I were in the basement of a homicidal maniac's house." Johnny grinned, revealing his crooked teeth to Hollis. "Ugh, get away from me!" she said, cringing.
"No can do, ma'am, I have a special job for you!" said Johnny. Nny pulled his piece of paper out from behind his back and showed it to her. "I want you to read this, examine the art, and tell me what you think in, oh, let's say, about 30 minutes," said Nny, "and when you're done, just pull that string riiiight there."
Hollis raised her eyebrow. "That string is connected to my brother upstairs, who is the reason why I'm in here in the first place, you freak."
Johnny grinned and dropped the piece of paper on the floor. "Oh, I know, dear, I know." He chuckled to himself and walked back up the stairs, leaving Hollis to look at his art.
Hollis put her hands in her head and cried. "I'll never get out of here," she sobbed, "No. I can't have that attitude. I need to get out of here." She looked up, and heard Johnny mumbling something about fixing the stairs. Hollis growled to herself, and picked up the piece of paper.
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How was that? Don't forget ot review... ;_;
Hello, all! It's me again. I'm back from the deeeead! I haven't written a piece of fanfiction on my computer in months, though you would find alot of original stuff if you peeked in my journal. ~_^ Well, please enjoy the story. And, remember, for those of you who live under a rock but either have read JtHM or just happened to stumble upon the JtHM section of FF.net, Johnny, Devi, and all the other characters that are interesting belong to Jhonen. Everything else belongs to me. Well, sit back, relax, grab a Cherry Ice Sucky, and enjoy the story. Don't forget to review it, either, because I know where you live.
Johnny was sitting at his desk, happily drinking down his Ice Suckee. He set the red drink down, and grabbed his pencil. He set down a piece of paper and turned on the light on his desk, and started sketching his popular comic, Happy Noodle Boy. After ten minutes of sketching and erasing and sketching some more, he was finally finished. "Thank God! I thought that would take forever." he exclaimed. He examined his art for a few minutes, and decided to take it downstairs to the basement.
Johnny walked down the steps of his house, and noticed how loud they were creaking. "I really need to get those fixed," he said, "that creaking is making me... angry." He gripped his drawing tightly with both hands, and saw the perfect person to critique his drawing. "Hello, Hollis," said Johnny. The young girl just glared at him. "What do YOU want?" she asked. The girl was young, about 17, and was very lovely. She had long brown hair, and a very thin figure. She was pale, and had light pink lips and bright green eyes. "You really are cute when you're angry, sweetheart." Johnny said sarcastically. Hollis glared even meaner and shot him the bird. "What part of leave me alone do you fail to understand?" she inquired. "Now now now, That's not the attitude I would have if I were in the basement of a homicidal maniac's house." Johnny grinned, revealing his crooked teeth to Hollis. "Ugh, get away from me!" she said, cringing.
"No can do, ma'am, I have a special job for you!" said Johnny. Nny pulled his piece of paper out from behind his back and showed it to her. "I want you to read this, examine the art, and tell me what you think in, oh, let's say, about 30 minutes," said Nny, "and when you're done, just pull that string riiiight there."
Hollis raised her eyebrow. "That string is connected to my brother upstairs, who is the reason why I'm in here in the first place, you freak."
Johnny grinned and dropped the piece of paper on the floor. "Oh, I know, dear, I know." He chuckled to himself and walked back up the stairs, leaving Hollis to look at his art.
Hollis put her hands in her head and cried. "I'll never get out of here," she sobbed, "No. I can't have that attitude. I need to get out of here." She looked up, and heard Johnny mumbling something about fixing the stairs. Hollis growled to herself, and picked up the piece of paper.
How was that? Don't forget ot review... ;_;