Disney owns Lester Averman and Taz is Star's. She knows I'm borrowing her, in fact Star told me to write this. The idea came from the inspiration generator on the queertet site, it called for Taz and Averman, then a Britney Spears CD, a Nun and a pink flip flop.
Averman's POV
Someone should've told Charlie that you're suppose to hold hands with a grown up when you cross the street years ago. If they had he wouldn't have had his little run in with that VW Bug yesterday. Now I'm missing a drama rehearsal to visit his dumb ass in the hospital. It's not like he's critical or anything so I can say stuff like that, he's just got a cracked rib and slight concussion. In fact I think he's been hit harder on the ice.
Oh well we've been friends for years so I guess it's worth it, even if my drama teacher's going to kill me. I find the elevator I need and wait for the doors to open. There's already an older women in a nun's habit inside and I smile as I enter. Suddenly I hear and ear piercing sound, a sound that make finger nails on the chalk board seem bearable. I hear Taz McDonald's voice.
"Hold the elevator!" She yells charging through the crowd of doctors, nurses and patiences like a tiny bull.
I randomly start pushing buttons to close the door but nothing works, before I know it she's standing next to me and I'm ready to pull the doors open and jump out. Somebody should tell her the hot pink flip flops she's wearing clash with her hair and that bringing her Walkman was useless since you can't have it on in the hospital. Better yet, somebody should just tell her to go back to Ireland. I thought for certain that when she and Charlie broke up she'd leave us alone and that'd be the last of her, but no. They had to stay friends so the demon still roams freely amongst my friends.
"What are you doing here?" I ask crossing my arms.
"I came to see Charles." The girl replies as I turn my head I catch a brief glimpse of her sticking her tongue out at me. What are we five?
The Nun grins at us and continues to stand quietly in the back of the elevator. She must think we're friends or something. She's so wrong it almost laughed able. Taz bounces over to the panel and taps in the number of Charlie's floor. We start to rise and then suddenly we stop. The lights flicker and we stop. Right now, we're not moving and the door won't open.
I stump toward her and snap
"Great what did you do? You can't just leave stuff alone can you? You have to touch everything, you're a big kid."
"I didn't do anything, it just stopped." The girl retorts coolly, giving me an icy glare.
After a few minutes of trying every possible button in a million different combination I realize she's right. Taz didn't hit anything, we just stopped. Oh my go we're stuck between floors, I'm stuck in an elevator with Taz. Taz and a Nun, I'm not sure which is worse. I can't even express what I'm feeling right now, because well... there's a Nun standing right next to me. They better find us soon, like right now would be good.
I've hurt my throat from screaming for help and my arms are tired from beating on the door. In short I'm exhausted and according my watch I've only been trapped in here... TEN MINUTES!!! That can't be, it's been at least an hour if not more. The walls are getting closer, the airs getting thinner.
No, calm down Les, geeze. Get a grip on yourself man.
Taz sees the paniked expression on my face an instantly takes advantage of the situation.
"You can look on the bright side right, if the cable snaps and we plummet toward our death, the trip to the morgue will be short."
"That wasn't that reassuring." I growl and slump to the floor.
"Here," She shoves her Walkman at me "it's Britney Spears. Charlie likes her."
'Oh God if you get me out of this one I'll be nice to everyone I meet, even Taz for the rest of my life.'
Averman's POV
Someone should've told Charlie that you're suppose to hold hands with a grown up when you cross the street years ago. If they had he wouldn't have had his little run in with that VW Bug yesterday. Now I'm missing a drama rehearsal to visit his dumb ass in the hospital. It's not like he's critical or anything so I can say stuff like that, he's just got a cracked rib and slight concussion. In fact I think he's been hit harder on the ice.
Oh well we've been friends for years so I guess it's worth it, even if my drama teacher's going to kill me. I find the elevator I need and wait for the doors to open. There's already an older women in a nun's habit inside and I smile as I enter. Suddenly I hear and ear piercing sound, a sound that make finger nails on the chalk board seem bearable. I hear Taz McDonald's voice.
"Hold the elevator!" She yells charging through the crowd of doctors, nurses and patiences like a tiny bull.
I randomly start pushing buttons to close the door but nothing works, before I know it she's standing next to me and I'm ready to pull the doors open and jump out. Somebody should tell her the hot pink flip flops she's wearing clash with her hair and that bringing her Walkman was useless since you can't have it on in the hospital. Better yet, somebody should just tell her to go back to Ireland. I thought for certain that when she and Charlie broke up she'd leave us alone and that'd be the last of her, but no. They had to stay friends so the demon still roams freely amongst my friends.
"What are you doing here?" I ask crossing my arms.
"I came to see Charles." The girl replies as I turn my head I catch a brief glimpse of her sticking her tongue out at me. What are we five?
The Nun grins at us and continues to stand quietly in the back of the elevator. She must think we're friends or something. She's so wrong it almost laughed able. Taz bounces over to the panel and taps in the number of Charlie's floor. We start to rise and then suddenly we stop. The lights flicker and we stop. Right now, we're not moving and the door won't open.
I stump toward her and snap
"Great what did you do? You can't just leave stuff alone can you? You have to touch everything, you're a big kid."
"I didn't do anything, it just stopped." The girl retorts coolly, giving me an icy glare.
After a few minutes of trying every possible button in a million different combination I realize she's right. Taz didn't hit anything, we just stopped. Oh my go we're stuck between floors, I'm stuck in an elevator with Taz. Taz and a Nun, I'm not sure which is worse. I can't even express what I'm feeling right now, because well... there's a Nun standing right next to me. They better find us soon, like right now would be good.
I've hurt my throat from screaming for help and my arms are tired from beating on the door. In short I'm exhausted and according my watch I've only been trapped in here... TEN MINUTES!!! That can't be, it's been at least an hour if not more. The walls are getting closer, the airs getting thinner.
No, calm down Les, geeze. Get a grip on yourself man.
Taz sees the paniked expression on my face an instantly takes advantage of the situation.
"You can look on the bright side right, if the cable snaps and we plummet toward our death, the trip to the morgue will be short."
"That wasn't that reassuring." I growl and slump to the floor.
"Here," She shoves her Walkman at me "it's Britney Spears. Charlie likes her."
'Oh God if you get me out of this one I'll be nice to everyone I meet, even Taz for the rest of my life.'