You are formally invited to Maestro's Basement (that is, if he's in a good mood today... And if not, well then, go away)
Hello and welcome to the cheesy side of the moon (Pink Floyd was already occupying the dark side, and it's too... um, well, dark over there anyway.) This crazy dialogue series was created by Karla & Christina, a.k.a. Landscape and Emotion, known individually as Onewind and Simmian7 Christina has stories under TREYnME and Aspen452 as well. Check 'em oot, eh!. We just couldn't resist sharing, and were pondering what kind of reviews such a post would get. It's nutty, it's disturbing, it's worth reading... welcome to the crazy weird world of K & C as they make up bizarre little Phantom fantasies to amuse themselves and each other in emails throughout the work day! How this all started was C's comment on my Gerard Butler image calendar I just made and emailed to her (I made a whole series of them with Microsoft image programs). Then I had a little too much caffeine (wait, what am I talking about? You can never have too much caffeine!), and replied with a weird little dialogue scenario, and it just snowballed from there. So get your sled ready for abumpy ride...
DISCLAIMER: There are a few references in here to other Phantom stories posted on fan fiction dotNo disrespect is intended to any of those writers or their stories, in fact we liked the stories we mentioned, so don't worry – and please don't be mad at us, 'cause we love you. :) But if it bothers you, you can let us know (but be nice!) and we can modify this insanity accordingly. So drink your coffee and enjoy!
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April 14, 2005 Karla
Enjoy May. Mu ha. :) Christina
Omigawd, I think my heart stopped! man o man, unbelievable!
(snatches artwork and runs to her tutor)
Maestro, look at this wondrous piece!
(A pat on my head and I get a phantom cookie!)
Karla
-- Only one hour left! ARGH! can she make it! well cripes, she's got no choice, so why bother ask... --
(Maestro casts exasperated look at his prized pupil's silly friend)
M: This is the arteest?
C: Er, em, yes, well – you should see her after hours, Maestro! She's actually rather cool! She just hasn't reached her caffeine quota for the day!-
(Maestro sighs)
M: All right, C, I'll humor you, you have never let me down before, so I'm willing to go out on a limb for you… (sighs again) Cookie, K?
K: No thank you, Maestro, sir, have Starbucks.
(brandishes freaky little bottle containing pale brownish liquid)
(Maestro recoils in alarm, not wanting to be too close to the foul substance, apprehensive of what it may be used for...)
M: Er, o-kay, that will be all… please – oh, I mean, please go now, I must continue my work with C…
(Maestro looks around frantically for C, almost fainting with relief when he sees her standing a few feet away, looking at him adoringly)
Ah, yes, em, come along C… we must rehearse! (he says that last with more strength to his voice when he is once again in his element, safely away from the green-eyed weirdo and her questionable little bottle...)
Okay, that was weird... I promise I won't do that again... (nervously slugs more coffee.)
And thus it began. Obviously I didn't keep my promise, I'd say it's the only one I've broken in many years. But I guess we're glad I did. (shrug; nervously slugs more coffee)
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April 19, 2005 – Karla-- Christina & Karla are talking about their houses. --
I still haven't seen your basement... can I can I? (jumps up & down)
(Maestro throws up hands in disgust & turns to walk out)
M: I'll be outside having a smoke, C.
C: I didn't know you smoke, Maestro.
M: I do now!
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April 22, 2005 – Karla
-- Karla has been frequently battling obnoxious little illnesses and not going to bed on time; she has just emailed to Christina more stylized collaged colorfully-rendered Gerard Butler calendars. --
I was so dopey yesterday, crikey; I was this close (pinches index finger & thumb together, almost touching) to calling in yesterday, but I'm real proud o' meself, I didn't. :)
(receives pat on back from hand that seems to come from nowhere.)
Thanks, Maestro.
Okay, now before you click on the below attachments (particularly July), make sure you're sitting down, take a deep breath, swig of cold something (water, soda, whatever), & then close your eyes for a moment, then open them slowly so you don't go on overload...
(Maestro rolls eyes.)
M: Oh just drink your coffee, you cheeze puff.
K: Yes, Maestro. (swig)
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April 22, 2005 – Christina
-- Karla has invited Christina and her mom to her apartment to cook them dinner and swoon over Phantom of the Opera stuff. Karla has also just emailed Christina the last of the calendars. --
Yer cookin'? (turns to Maestro uncertainly; he nods that it's ok)
Alrighty! 7 is fine.
(Maestro quickly taps me on the shoulder and leans in to whisper something in my ear)
Oh, and he approves of the calendars, says you caught his good side.
(more whispering)
He says that you can come down to the basement for a visit.
(he nods then returns to his work)
Oh, and I didn't comment on the calendars. Maestro just reminded me. ahem December, I love it. Red looks so good on him, but I look better on him (aw look he's blushing now), and July...Emmy is great!
Maestro: Yes, she is. Although she portrayed you, my dear sweet C, much differently. She had to choose the FOP, whereas you instantly chose me. (grabs me for a quick snuggle and snog)
C: oh my (melts)
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April 22, 2005 – Christina-- Maestro is a little slow on the uptake with following Karla's & Christina's posts. --
(Maestro looks up) "Yes, tonight she's to be practicing her voice tonight."
"Er, Maestro that convo was a few posts back."
"Oh, very well then." (goes back to work.)
(Turns to K) "see what happens, he always loses track of time when he's workin' on his music, maybe it's something he wants me to work on tonight."
(Runs off to try and pear over his shoulder only to be shooed off with a mumble of something about a surprise.)
"Hmph. Guess I have to amuse myself till tonight."
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April 22, 2005-- Karla is short-circuiting at her job, in name blocked to protect the guilty County Health Department's plan review division, which approves people's restaurant designs for legality and sanitation.--
KarlaOkay, I'm over here laughing maniacally, obnoxious customers have got me giggling in exhaustion or exasperation or whatever it is... I don't know if I can even drive later tonight... I might just have to sleep it off & tell Nakia to come over at 8 instead of 7...
Christina
Hmmm oh boy...just don't forget to breathe, girl!
(Maestro shouts from across the room) "I'm not giving her mouth to mouth if she passes out!"
(Shakes my head) "OY!"
Karla
Shucks. (K pouts) he only gives mouth-to-mouth for you. (sighs with resigned acceptance.) At least he's monogamous. By the way, I'm saving these - dude, we could make a comic book out of it! ;-p this reminds me of those scenarios I wrote a couple months ago with Legolas & Erik & Erik knocking off Elves & telling them they're pansies & whatnot... do you remember that? It was shortly after I first started working here... I have it in my journal under 'Phantom emails...':
xxxxxxxxxx …Yeah, I've thought of doing that: I cut out a lot of magazine pictures for drawing, and I was thinking of either linking the pictures themselves, or when I eventually draw them do so in like fashion, as a comic strip and give them funky dialogue: like have Lucius Malfoy from Harry Potter and Orlando Bloom as Legolas arguing about hairstyles, and then have the Phantom of the Opera looking at them telling them they're both silly blonde pansies and not real men. I heard on the behind-the-scenes antics from Lord of the Rings that the schtick between the actors that played orcs and those that played elves was the orcs would call the elves 'cupcakes' because they're so pretty and well manicured and such. I could have Erik calling Legolas a cupcake before he hangs him don't get me wrong, I looooove Legolas, or something like that. Or they could duke it out musically, to see if the elven lire music of Middle-Earth is better than the Music of the Night, and this battle of the bands could be refereed by the alien from Signs or by Murdoc from MacGyver – I think the latter would side with the Phantom because of stylistic similarities, the whole disguise bit & killing people with pompous flair and whatnot. xxxxxxxxxx
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April 26, 2005-- Christina comments on one of Karla's previously-mentioned calendar designs, & Karla corrects her which month's one she was referring to. --
Karla
…May's calendar is the 'intense angel of music' ;-p --- the one with the stained glass borders & mottled blue-green-black background, with different Phantom shots & one of Dracula 2000 looking up with this stoked, mischievous expression on his face.
Christina
Dracula, ah yes...I'm sorry, to me that was his best...appearance wise... here's what you do...mix his Dracula hypnotic silent powerful gaze...with Erik's hypnotic powerful voice...then you have a man to die for that doesn't talk (barely does) except for when he sings you lullabies at night or whenever...
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April 28, 2005
-- Karla just got back from lunch with Cindy and Mary Sue. Christina must have mentioned on-the-job boredom or something... (and references to blue note specials, or involving 'bluing' something refer to my beta-reading of an enthralling non-Phantom story Christina is writing.) --
Karla
Nope. except these emails, I'm still caught up in my happy-fun little labeling job & catching up on some of my journaling... either tomorrow or this weekend I'll finish throwin' down the blue, word, peace out, let's get jiggy with it, and a flying pair of purple bananas... MAN, what was in that capuccino?
ChristinaM'kay, now I'm afraid...very afraid... are you a pod person?
Who are you an what'd you do to K?
No no Maestro, we don't need the Punjab!
Karla
No, (sniffle), and I'd just gotten in his good graces with the whole calendar thing... no no, Maestro, me no drink Tim Horton's again... (and dude, it was kinda gross. Man, some places know how to do cold cappu, & some don't. blaark.)
(gives Maestro puppy eyes...)
(Maestro falters, sighs & looks back towards C expectantly...)
Christina
(Reveals from behind me a brand new antique violin, in which Maestro brightens at the sight of it and with a mumbled "thank you", he goes off to the corner to write a song for me.)
"That's better, don'tcha think, K?"
Karla
Merci, C. (flourishes arm across forehead in a grandiose overly dramatic display of relief; scratches neck nervously.)
Hm, maybe if I compliment him I can get back in his good graces...
K: Maestro? (Maestro pauses a moment, looks up with mild annoyance on his face at the interruption.)
K: Um, Maestro, you, uh, you have really nice thighs!
Christina
(Maestro blushes in embarrassment) "Why, um...thank you, K. you have, er, um...nice...nice...nice eyes."
(Walks over to K with a smile, reaches behind her ear and magically pulls a flower from it.) "For you."
Karla
Awww, you're so sweet. (bats eyes at C & Maestro.)
Merci, your marvelousness; the Dukes of Hazard roses have a new friend! (jumps up & down with glee, then calms down quickly so as not to alarm Maestro any further than she already has, then stands on tippy-toes & gives him a quick kiss on the right cheek.)
(NOTE: The Dukes of Hazard rose comment refers to a pair of very potent-smelling orange roses I got from work for Secretaries' Day, and have been carrying on about, and getting high off of.)
Christina
I smile and don't seem alarmed, especially as Maestro accept your peck with politeness. Then in a gentlemanly manner, he bows to you then takes your hand and kisses it. "It is but my pleasure, Mademoiselle. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must get back to work." (He returns back to his corner with grace and style/confidence.)
"Oh yeah." I add, "Maestro is workin' on a new opera. He won't tell me anything about it yet." (I smirk slightly.)
Karla
(giggle) Hm, I suppose we should leave him to his masterpiece then... I must go play with my files now... (skips merrily off while paper-clipping Maestro's flower in my hair...)
Christina
"Ok have fun!"
(Maestro looks up briefly and chuckles at K's antics.) "She already is, C!" he assures me.
Ya know, if we keep this up long enough, we could put this on ff . net...under the humor section...
Karla
-- At the mention of posting this on fanfiction . net, Karla perks up. I was just thinking the same thing! She thinks... Hm, it seems Christina and I are in synch mentally as my best bud Nakia and I are... --
That's cute. :) Oh, I was just thinking that myself! Wow! Welcome to the Karla-Nakia communo-cosmic sister wavelength!
Christina
The what?
Karla
Our wavelength. You know, when we're thinking the same thing as each other? Like oh, I was just going to say that. Oh, you believe that too? Oh, that was my next suggestion! Oh, how is it that you keep skipping merrily in and out of my brain without me getting a headache?
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April 29, 2005-- Upon request, Karla is thinking of potential soundtrack songs for Christina's enthralling story (the non-Phantom one). --
Karla
OH OH OH! BIG fit song to your story: Sheryl Crowe's "STRONG ENOUGH" totally fits! Wouldn't you say, Maestro? (wink-wink nudge-nudge)
'Lie to me, I promise, I'll believe... but please, don't leave...'
Christina
(Maestro speaks up,) "I'd never lie to her. I'd surely die first!" (Shaking his fist.) "And I'll never leave either. And yes I AM strong enough. So that song is void."
Karla
Don't take it personal, Maestro. I was referring to C's story characters Jessie & Nick.
(Maestro stops a moment, considering K's words.)
Oh.
(Calmly goes back to work.)
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May 2, 2005--There is a yucky smell that keeps rearing it's ugly whiff around Christina's cube, its sinister source as yet unknown... and it's close to lunchtime... --
ChristinaOh my...earlier it smelled like that strawberry stuff...now it smells like some sort of garlicy stuff...mmmm smells good, makes me miss that family lunch with the fam in Windsor...man that was so good...(drools)
(Maestro comes in with a food dish) "She drooling again? He asks K. (then shakes his head, and presents the dish) "A meal for my Italian Princess...and for my Indian Princess as well..."
Karla
(blushes) Si, but I can hardly blame her... I'm starving too! Merci, Maestro. :)
(K turns to C): C, you're adorable. Don't you agree, Maestro?
(Maestro nods vigorously) Who needs the shah's Persian harems when I have two such devoted local enchantresses?
Christina
"Adorable, eh? looks like I've just graduated from 'cute'!" (I smile brightly.)
(Maestro speaks up,) "No my dear, you're all of the above." (Comes over and gives both his girls a double hug.)
Karla
Yay, group hug! (K squeezes both her special homies back with gusto)
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May 5, 2005 – Karla-- Karla is reading the Phantom story that Christina wrote, 'Sweet Second Chances', that she really needs to post on fanfiction . net... --
Ooh, I really like that - 'Show me the rest of your beauty. let me see your face.' The rest of your beauty! Dude, that's friggin' awesome! I think that's hands-down the best line I've read in a PotO fan fiction yet regarding Christine or a Christine-like character wanting to see Erik!
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May 3, 2005
-- Christina has just given Karla a special item she requested Christina to make for her. --
KarlaMerci, again, you ultimate rocker you:) That deserves a big snuggle & snog from Maestro!
(like a speeding gleeful cat, Maestro breezes right up to carry out C's suggested reward...)
Christina
Hmmm how bout we create a new word... snoggle (snog and snuggle) Yeah I like that!
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May 4, 2005-- Karla has been nervously reading The Grasshopper's story 'The Innocent' on --
Karla
The Grasshopper is scaring me... (whimper) Maestro, make big scary alternate-universe Erik go away, pwease... (sniffle)
Christina
"There there, K, it'll be alright!" (Maestro pulls K into a comforting hug.)
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May 5, 2005-- Karla recommended to Christina that she read twistedmind's 'You Are Not Alone' on and Christina is glad she did... --
Christina
I'm all caught up on twistedmind's "You are not alone"...great story! 45 freekin' chaps...when I can barely hit 20
Karla
So what did you think about the Elisalette revelation? Didn't you just want to dig her out of the rubble & kill her all over again?
Christina
Yes it is. I dunno if I'd beat her, but I would shake my head at her. Violence is Maestro's territory...
(quickly looks up to see if he heard, but noticed he's too immersed over music paper and the pen is furiously moving)...
...Ok good... But yeah, blind and still screams at his face...total irony! Now we must remove that unnecessary wedge from between our ill-fated lovers.
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May 5, 2005 – Karla-- Referring to The Grasshopper's 'The Innocent' again... --
Last night I finished reading "The Innocent" (Bad Grasshopper, bad! (Lightly bats the little bug, not hard but enough to get the point across). What he did in 'The Innocent': the Grasshopper makes him a sociopath with brainwashing powers, like he's not even human, the way he does things... I'm not sure if she's hinting at that he's not human, but some kind of ethereal demonic type entity, it's never really explained, but all the way through, you're like, this guy's not quite human... I was thinking vampire for a while, but he's out in daylight... though in some stories vampires can go out in daylight, just not sunlight - like if it's overcast or they're inside or wearing enough covering they can do just fine... You know, it's funny: in the original Dracula novel, he can go out in the daylight! But he doesn't have his powers, so it's like he shrinks from daylight because it voids his powers... weird. But anyway, you'll see what I mean when you read the story: Christine notices he never eats, he takes her through walls, people see him, wonder why he's wearing a mask, but then forget about it and treat him like normal as though nothing's weird about him next time he comes a'callin', Christine sees his eyes at one point are glowing red, and she asks him why they looked like that, and he replies because they were like that, and when he looks ready to kill the Nadir-like character, the dude comments his eyes glowed and he saw these weird lights floating in front of him, like Erik's eyes were glowing out at him. It's freaky. I'm surprised I didn't have a nightmare last night. Everything's implied, you never know for sure just what the hell he is...
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May 5, 2005-- Christina is stoked that she will be meeting Karla's awesome Granddaddy, and will adopt him. Karla has just told Christina a heart-warming but at the same time sad story of how Granddaddy is more like her dad, & that he always wanted a little girl and didn't get one, the daughter he had was stillborn. Karla remarked her Dad is a twin, they're Granddaddy's only two living kids. --
Christina...I've always wanted to be a twin, we would've been evil and always play that switchin' trick that's known among twins...course I do have an unofficial twin...YOU (according to mum.. though I'm the cooler one) LOL
Karla
Pffth (K gives C a big raspberry) :-p
Christina
(Maestro oddly timed, looks up from his work) "That wasn't very nice, K. Your manners are not up to par this morning." (C turns pointedly and flashes a 'Ha I told ya' grin.) "And as for you, my dear, you are cool that is true. But you are not cooler." (He rises from his chair and moves over to his two beautiful women.) "In my book, the both of you are equally cool."
"Sorry Maestro." (I humbly apologize to him and he nods in acceptance, plants a kiss on each our cheeks and moves back to his work.)
Karla
Ooh, snugglies first thing in the morning! Thank you, Maestro! And thank you, C.
Ooh, I'm beautiful. (sniffle) Merci, chukran, & merci'! (French, Arabic, Persian)
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May 5, 2005
-- Karla tells Christina about her evil plot for these cooky emails... --
Karla
I'm correlating our Maestro emails for continuity, putting a break in where there's subject matter change or it's the next day, & inserting in blocks where necessary a brief statement about what we're talking about so it'll be easier to follow for outside readers... I've titled the file 'Maestro's basement'. ;-)
Christina
LOL...send me the ongoing file... are we postin' this on ff . net?
Karla
Yes and yes, mon ami! Let's get a few more pages in, & I'll go back in to my journal and put on their our original Phantom emails, including the scenarios about Erik versus the forces of Middle-Earth & whatnot...
-- Karla emails Christina the file so far. --
Karla... Man the basement's getting good! I can't wait to re-integrate the stuff I've already got printed out in my journal... This file is 5 pages right now... Here's it so far...
Christina
...highly amusing at what the reviews'll be.
Karla
Ooh ooh! I didn't even think about the reviews! That'll be almost as hilarious as creating this! We'll have to anthologize those too for posterity!...
Christina
That'll be your job...Maestro and I will be too busy...err...um...busy planting trees ...for ecology! Yeah that's it!
Karla
Hee hee. Happy to oblige -- wink-wink nudge-nudge, say no more...
(K swaps knowing glances with Eric Idle who just walked by)
I shall be the compilation master...
Karla
Is it 5 yet?
(Eric Idle has left, I can hear him babbling nonsensically on his way out.)
(Maestro shakes his head sadly.) 'He was so much funnier in the 70s', he says with regret.
Christina
(bursts into a giggle fit)
Karla
As for translating it to story form, I kind of like it how it is. Some of the stories are written with lots of dialogue, that look like ours kind of... so it's doable. Hey, if they'll post Phantom Crank Yankers no diss meant, I enjoyed that particular piece, then they for sure shouldn't be miffed by ours!
Christina
Right. Good call! Landscape and Emotion strike again!
Karla
ROIGHT:)
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May 6, 2005
-- Karla just asked Christina if she's seen any more updates on twistedmind's 'You are Not Alone'. --
ChristinaI read it though...last night at home! Things are getting hot...way hot...do you like spoilers? I could be inclined to tell you...
Karla
Ooh ooh, getting hot? About bloody time! No spoilers! Just tell me what chapter number the last update is... Crikey, I may not get to the library tomorrow since we're going up yonder... I'll have to wait 'til Sunday! NOOOOOO! Yeah, yeah, I know - somebody call the wah-mbulance.
Christina
(Maestro is slipping on his cape to go to lunch with C) "Bloody hell, K! Whining, cursing and screaming doesn't suit you." (He tips his fedora in her direction) "Think of me fondly and it will be alright." (Then walks out the door calling C to follow.)
Karla
Ah, that's right... Have fun you guys! and thanks for the verbal smack-down, M, I needed that.
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May 10, 2005 – Christina-- An outdoor concert... --
Last night, Maestro gave me an outdoor concert. He played some country music, some blues, some Simon and Garfunkel, some of his own stuff...on his acoustic guitar. You didn't know he could play the guitar did ya?
it was one of the rare times he came outside to share with the world. he sang along with some of it as well.
Karla
Ooh ooh, what prompted him to do so? The weather?
Christina
yes. It was such a beautiful night. It was awesome!
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May 19, 2005 – Karla
word of the afternoon:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
(says in small voice:) -I need a hug.-(looks around imploringly for Maestro...)
Maestro?... snoggle...? (bats eyes)
Christina
(Maestro covers his ears then looks up) "What's wrong, my dear K?"
Yeah what's up with the screaming? Me ears hurt now! heheh...
(Maestro comes over to comfort K.)
Karla
(squeezes Maestro gratefully)
Sorry about the scream; I just feel icky. my legs hurt & I don't know why & I'm just in a b---y mood. Wanna go home... (squeezes Maestro again)
Christina
Woah, hey now...he's not a plushie! he's fragile...so don't squeeze too hard.
how come you just don't go home?
and Vanna...I'd like to buy a vowel and then I'll solve puzzle... batty?
Karla
M: I am not fragile. But I appreciate the concern, C. And she's too tired and dopey right now to do me any harm.
K: I'm not squeezing hard. Am I, Maestro?
M: No, my dear, I'm rather enjoying this.
K: So am I! ;-)
I have a plushie at home, I'll go squeeze the hell out of my therapy fish when I get there...
M: Therapy fish?
K: Yes, the therapy fish. C knows about him, I don't think she's met him yet though. He lurks on my bed next to my pillow.
(Maestro blinks rapidly) Oh, how sweet.
K: Yes, he's very fluffy. Like a pet, only he doesn't poop or induce sneezing fits.
M: Ew. Nice visuals.
I've only got another 1 hour & 37 minutes, so I figure I've made it this far, I might as well stay.
M: Shall I make it easier for you? (pulls out antique violin C distracted him with a few weeks ago to keep him from killing me.)
K: Ooh:) (would clap hands, but too tired. Internally claps.)
Christina
No, I don't think me an the Fishie have been properly introduced. I'm leavin' now...so Maestro is all yours!
Karla
Gasp! Ooh! (swoons)
(Maestro gracefully steps forward to catch K.)
K says to C: I'll introduce you to the therapy fish next time you come over. I even got Mark to pet him (actually I kind of playfully rubbed him on Mark's arm. :-p )
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May 20, 2005-- Referring to abandoned fanphics and their sequels... --
ChristinaYeah, I tried contacting her...but seems that her website is gone too... She had an alternate version of stemwinder's "Love Comes to Those Who Believe" on it...
Karla
Oh crap! See, I thought that story was written real recently like the others put up there - darnit, I was gonna look up the unedited steamy alternate version! but the link doesn't work! Grr! I wanted those scenes, dangit! (Peeerrrrrrvvvvvv...)
Christina
lol. here's an ice pack!
(Maestro turns away and shakes his upwards,) "Why me?"
(I grab my Esquire mag) "off to read about Ewan now!"
Karla
(giggles innocently)
It's okay, Maestro. I promise I won't jump your bones when no one's looking.
(Maestro turns around uncertainly...)
Promise? he asks in a small voice.
How 'bout I give you a back rub instead?
(Maestro sits up straighter, regaining his dignity & composure.)
M: Yes, that would, um, be acceptable.
Yay! (K pounces over & goes to town on Maestro.)
(Maestro purrs)
Okay, now you sound like Ayesha. Where is she, anyway?
(Maestro's eyelids flutter back open for a moment.) she's off playing with the therapy fish.
K: Oh. Okay. just as long as she doesn't put any holes in him.
Christina
bad kitty! falls back asleep. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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May 24, 2005-- C is feeling icky at work. --
Christinawaahhhhhhhhhhhhh I just sneezed and bit my cheek! and the tape won't hold on my watch!
waaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Karla
Ouch! My heart goes out to you. I hate biting my cheek... (whimper)...
(Softly floating violin music begins to waft eerily but comfortingly throughout C's room...)
Disembodied voice: Don't cry, my darling Mediterranean angel...
(Maestro seems to solidify out of thin air near C's chair...
(Strong, warm arms wrap around C from behind...)
Close your eyes, and he's there... Inside your mind... soothing, floating, falling, sweet intoxication...
feeeeeeeel... better now? ;-)
I'm transmitting a hug to you too :-) (snuggle) We could all use a good hug at 3pm.
2 more hours! EEEEEEEEEEE! Good news for you: 1 and a half more hours! EEEEEEEEEEEE!
Better news: Maestro is snuggling you from behind... OOOOOOOOOOOOOH...
Christina
why...yes...I do...a big hearty thanx goes out to K and Maestro!
But uh, Mediterranean? oh wait...I think I get it now...silly me
Karla
Word! you be welcome, sista. :) Yup... the boot land in the Middle of the Sea... wee, I'd love to be on a boat right now with salty ocean air flowing through my hair... (swiiiiish) wee. :)
Christina
I'd love a gondola ride through the streets of Venice with none other than Maestro my tour guide...
Karla
Yeeessssssssssssssss. ;-)
Christina
tee heee how 'bout...
- - Antique Violin inherited from Father: $500
- - Sheet music of classic operas: $175- - Music played by the ever mysterious Maestro: priceless
"Why carry a tape deck around, when you have Maestro right next to you?"
"Maestro: He's everywhere I wish I could be!"
Karla
Rad. :)
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May 26, 2005-- K and C are once again yacking back and forth about this, that, and the other thing at work --
Karla
I might hit the library before going to Granddaddy's to see if there are any new revelations on "You are not alone" - I hope it's not just going to be a filler chapter. I hope they actually get to Ashley's & Johnothan's & Christine sees Erik & they all have a nice little life-altering chat over Earl Grey tea & scones. (except that scones are gross. Have you ever had one? (blecgh)
Christina
I had a scone before...Dunkin Donuts has them. And I was curious... funny but I don't have a memory of what it tasted like. Anyways it sounds fancy... tea and scones. like tea and crumpets...what's a crumpet anyway?
Karla
Yes, crumpets... I almost wrote crumpets... I suppose they are another breadish entity... scones are very bland, dry, yucky. They must be made by the same people who boil almost everything they cook. (shrug)
Christina
hey hurry n finish that POTO drawing...don't make me use Maestro's punjab on ya... (holds up Maestro's punjab--er stolen punjab)
"Now wait just one moment there young lady..." (Maestro comes up to me...)
uh oh...gotta go... (runs away and the chase is on)
Karla
scones are British. And British people boil their food. That's the stereotype anyway; never been to the Isles, so I have no clue. All I know for sure is that scones scare me.
I was thinking about that today (the drawing, not scones) - yes, if I get the opportunity, I shall work on it this weekend... I know I said that last weekend too... (ducks C's wrangling attempts)
'Oh no you don't!' (M jumps on C)
(gasps & reacts to struggle, but then remembers who it is that just jumped on her...)
"Okay that was quick," (M looks down at the limp C in his arms, then realises why he can't breathe...)
(the punjab falls silently to the floor)
(Maestro starts purring again)
Okay, I think I'll just... leave you two alone now...
M: Hmm- what? is there someone else here?... (shrugs & goes back to his snoggle)
(K bends down & picks up the now forgotten punjab lasso)
Ayesha, here kitty kitty kitty!
(said kitty comes bounding out of nowhere...)
(K wiggles lasso in the air, & Ayesha regresses instantly, flops on her back, & starts batting at the big string & mewing happily)
All right, get a room, you two! K shouts over her shoulder, but smiles all the same.
I'm glad to see we're all easily amused here.
Christina
lol we are in a room! silly... oh I love the craziness!
Karla
yes, I know that.
(looks at C's neck)
Whoa, what'd you get attacked by a Hoover or something?
(Maestro gets shakily to his feet)
M: E-hem, very funny.
(Ayesha comes & rubs against Maestro's leg, then climbs into his lap as he sits down, looking thoroughly exhausted)
Oh, how I envy that cat... K thinks ruefully.
(Maestro takes string from Ayesha's mouth, still too dazed and pleased-looking to notice what it is, and continues to absent-mindedly dangle it above her fluffy little paws...)
K whispers to C: I think our man - excuse me, your man, that I get to borrow occasionally - needs his beauty sleep. Let's leave him and his little furry friend be.
(C nods, then both enchantresses resume their monotonous typing.)
Christina
lol, "i don't envy the cat at all..." (suddenly from no where I pull a scarf from my pocket and slip it around my neck.) "izzit cold in here or..." I say as a cover.
Karla
"That's right, YOU have no reason to", K says dramatically, and good-naturedly sticks her tongue out at C.
Christina
"hey that's not nice." (but then I stick my tongue back at you.) "I'm kinda tired now." (I sit down in a chair, a large cushiony chair and pass out.)
Karla
Yes, that's right. I have more reason to envy you than the cat.
(K looks indulgently down at her two sleeping homies. Ayesha is now amusing herself with the punjab by herself.)
Okay, back to typing disapproval letters... Sleep well, all!
-- and you too, all you bored people reading this!
Drop a comment if you liked traipsing around in our addled brains, and if you're nice, you may just get another installment! (gasp) --
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