Author's Note: All right, so, you all may remember me. I first posted this story under the username Zero_0. Well, I've changed my name, but the story is still the same… sort of. I decided to revamp this great story because I was rereading it and I realized that some of it didn't make that much sense. So, I'm here to remedy that. I've made a few changes but the it's mainly the same story that we all know and love. I hope that you all enjoy my revamp of my story because I honestly love this story and the two that follow it.
- WinchesterOneOhOne
Chapter 1: I believe introductions are in order
Shelley walked into her living room and plopped down on the couch. She had had a hard day at work and she just wanted to unwind and forget about all of the whiny idiots she worked with. She grabbed the remote and turned the television on. She flipped through the channels and saw that her favorite cartoon was on. She smiled and turned the volume up as her best friend, Isabelle, walked into the room.
"What are you watching?" She asked.
"X-Men." Shelley grinned. "It's the '95 series."
"I hope it's not 'Jubilee's Fairytale Theater". I mean, Gambit's accent suck and Jean does that horrible thing that some people call a laugh." Isabelle said, sitting in the recliner.
"Plus, Scott's voice is horrendous." Shelley said, "Way too manly for him."
"Obviously." Isabelle said.
"You know. Commercials suck. Their real purpose is just to give you a bathroom break." Shelley said, slumping into the couch.
"This Saturday on the Wonderful World of Disney, 'Newsies'. Tune in this Saturday at 7 pm eastern and pacific." The announcer said on the television.
"Izzy… how many days until Saturday?" Shelley asked, now sitting on the edge of the couch.
"Uhm… it'll be here in about fifteen minutes." Izzy said.
"Really? We're watching it." Shelley decided.
"But, we have the DVD."
"So? Watching it on t.v. is always better." Shelley retorted.
"I thought you hated commercials." Izzy said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"But it's different for movies. Then you actually want the movie to come back on and you actually pay attention to the commercials." Shelley said.
"You are possibly the strangest person I've ever met." Izzy said.
"Thank you."
Fifteen minutes had passed and they were now watching the end credits of X-Men. It really was one of Shelley's favorite cartoons. She did kind of hate that they only showed it at eleven thirty at night, but she'd deal with it. She flipped through the channels again, this time, knowing what she wanted. She landed on the weather channel, in hopes of seeing the Local on the 8's.
"They're a bit late tonight, aren't they?" She said.
"It's the weather channel. They're never on time." Izzy said.
They sat in silence as the weather for Saturday flashed by.
"Oh no! Severe thunderstorms! Why?" Shelley said, throwing the remote down on the couch.
"Shelley, calm down. Like I said, it's the weather channel. It's usually never right." Izzy said.
"I know, but it's calling for storms right when 'Newsies' comes on." Shelley said.
"I know. It sucks. Hopefully it'll stop before the movie." Izzy said.
"I know. It better." Shelley said, looking up at the ceiling. "We should probably get to bed. It is after midnight."
"Yeah, we don't want your mother turning into the Nazi again, do we?" Izzy said, chuckling.
"No, we don't want that. It was a horrible situation." Shelley said.
"GIRLS! GO TO BED!" Shelley's mother shouted from upstairs.
"Oh no! We're too late!" Shelley whispered, reaching over to turn off the light.