The Working Muse
By: Angel
Rated: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but my versions of the muses!
~ooo000ooo~
Smiling I at happily at my computer working, like a good little girl when I suddenly I felt as if I wasn't alone? As if I was being watched? Examined if you will? Dissected, into little parts.
Swinging my head to my right then to my left I found nothing! Slowly I swung my chair around to face my bedroom door and was totally surprised at what, or should I say whom stood in my door way.
"Surprised to see us?"
Blinking in shock I fought back the urge to scream. Knowing I had to escape, I had to get passed the barrier that was now blocking my bed door. Suddenly the 'barrier' moved, moved towards me. I shrank deep into my chair, hoping that the pain that I knew was coming was going to be quick?
"Not why ya acting all scared?"
Whimpering closed my eyes wishing that my Matt Muse would hurry back. Hoping that he would save me from the living hell that was surrounding me!
"Matt Muse is helping Amanda, so don't except him back anytime soon."
Starting to breath hard I barely choked out,
"Why are you two here?"
Snorting the tall blonde and angrily bit out,
"Like we have a choice in the matter?"
Blinking back surprise I ask,
"Is someone forcing you all here?"
The angry blonde got face level with me and hissed,
"Little girl do think someone could force me here?"
Swallowing hard tried to sink into my chair when the other barrier spoke up,
"Relax we are here to discuss something with you!"
Nodding my head as I continued to look the other one in the eyes, I wishpered
"Like what?"
The one I had been looking at hissed,
"Your damn Christian Muse!"
I quickly jump up and yelled,
"I don't have a Christian Muse. Not one ounce, I promise!"
But something told me that my promise wasn't good enough. Cause the angry blonde spoke again,
"Like hell you don't," whipping out my Finding New Friends writings he asked what was a Christian Muse doing there if I didn't have one?
Muttering that sometimes he just popped in. The other blonde started to pace and whispered,
"That's why we are here, to help you to work on your working muses."
Wide eyed I ask,
"You're meaning your going to help me develop a Christian Muse?"
The angry blonde muttered,
"Among others."
Finally I decided to cry, which made both of the blondes stop ask what was wrong.
Sniffing at my own tears I whispered,
"I don't want a Christian Muse."
This brought both Chris Jericho and Triple H to a stop, silently asking what kind of muse did this girl want?
&*&
Triple H~ Me? You had to involved me?
Jericho~ And me?
Smiles~ I had too!
Matt Muse ~just walking in, blinking~ Did I miss something?
Shaking my head no I sang along in a happy voice~ No Christian Muse!!!!
By: Angel
Rated: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but my versions of the muses!
~ooo000ooo~
Smiling I at happily at my computer working, like a good little girl when I suddenly I felt as if I wasn't alone? As if I was being watched? Examined if you will? Dissected, into little parts.
Swinging my head to my right then to my left I found nothing! Slowly I swung my chair around to face my bedroom door and was totally surprised at what, or should I say whom stood in my door way.
"Surprised to see us?"
Blinking in shock I fought back the urge to scream. Knowing I had to escape, I had to get passed the barrier that was now blocking my bed door. Suddenly the 'barrier' moved, moved towards me. I shrank deep into my chair, hoping that the pain that I knew was coming was going to be quick?
"Not why ya acting all scared?"
Whimpering closed my eyes wishing that my Matt Muse would hurry back. Hoping that he would save me from the living hell that was surrounding me!
"Matt Muse is helping Amanda, so don't except him back anytime soon."
Starting to breath hard I barely choked out,
"Why are you two here?"
Snorting the tall blonde and angrily bit out,
"Like we have a choice in the matter?"
Blinking back surprise I ask,
"Is someone forcing you all here?"
The angry blonde got face level with me and hissed,
"Little girl do think someone could force me here?"
Swallowing hard tried to sink into my chair when the other barrier spoke up,
"Relax we are here to discuss something with you!"
Nodding my head as I continued to look the other one in the eyes, I wishpered
"Like what?"
The one I had been looking at hissed,
"Your damn Christian Muse!"
I quickly jump up and yelled,
"I don't have a Christian Muse. Not one ounce, I promise!"
But something told me that my promise wasn't good enough. Cause the angry blonde spoke again,
"Like hell you don't," whipping out my Finding New Friends writings he asked what was a Christian Muse doing there if I didn't have one?
Muttering that sometimes he just popped in. The other blonde started to pace and whispered,
"That's why we are here, to help you to work on your working muses."
Wide eyed I ask,
"You're meaning your going to help me develop a Christian Muse?"
The angry blonde muttered,
"Among others."
Finally I decided to cry, which made both of the blondes stop ask what was wrong.
Sniffing at my own tears I whispered,
"I don't want a Christian Muse."
This brought both Chris Jericho and Triple H to a stop, silently asking what kind of muse did this girl want?
&*&
Triple H~ Me? You had to involved me?
Jericho~ And me?
Smiles~ I had too!
Matt Muse ~just walking in, blinking~ Did I miss something?
Shaking my head no I sang along in a happy voice~ No Christian Muse!!!!
