Accidents Happen

by Rhio-bob

Accidents happen and you need to deal with it. In Jacks case, dealing with it is going to be extrordinarily fun. One-shot, may expande, if anyone wants another chapter that goes into futher detail. :D

Poems and stuff. I like poems. I like stuff. So poems and stuff is this. Really, though, it's just one poem, and not much stuff... And I know what I said Cathy but this better for me, sorry.

Also, about my other story, Dreamscape, I'm struggling from writers block with Wuya and also trying the put some back-bone-and-flesh to Cho and her story.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Xiaolin Showdown franchise, mores the pity.

Warning: T'is Chack, BoyXboy.

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From the journal of one Jack Spicer.

Accidents happen,

And ain't that what's true,

Some for the better,

And some screw with you.

Falling and flailing,

Losing and failing,

Breaking and binding,

Regaining and finding.

Perhaps the accident

That screws you the worst

Is falling in love,

Your heart being cursed.

For falling in love,

And when unrequited,

Is the cosmic metaphor

For upon being sh... blighted.

But, when by some accident,

You find yourself,

A-sat on the knee

Of your loved one himself,

And he doesn't remove you,

But instead stares,

And the urge that compels you

Takes him unawares...

And he kisses you back!

You think sleeping,

Or maybe in death

Or at least that way creeping.

But your mind could never

Conjure that shade of gold,

And the smile in his eyes

Is like being told:

My, wasn't that brave!

And the brave are rewarded,

It's you I now crave

My memories of you will be horded.

So accidents happen,

And love is the best,

It pulls us together

And gives our lives zest.

Under this there was a single sentence, as follows:

Dear Journal, today I fell on top of Chase and I'm really glad I did.

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Yay for rhyming poems!

Who cares if I have the mentality of a three year old? True, a very perverted three year old that knows lots of bad words, but still. I don't! In fact I'm glad.

Umm... You see that one, non poem sentence? That's what qualifies as "stuff".

I took a very interpretive view of this half-month dare for BMFFD, but, hey, I'm an artist.

As always, Thanks for reading!!!!

Please R&R!!!!

You know when you're crazy? When you put four exclamation marks at the end of a sentence. Sure sign of madness, is that. : O