Erik, Dark Link, Us, and the Caffeine

by Shekiah and Alunaer

It all started when we were running out of stuff for our Erik shrine, so we decided to retrieve some more. E-bay was running low, so we had to retrieve it the old-fashioned way . . . Unfortunately, we were caught in the act . . .

Disclaimer: We own not Frappuchino, Kleenexes, Phantom of the Opera, Dark Link, or Johnny Depp. Sad, but true.

Shekiah: (sitting in the fifth cellar of the Paris Opera house in a tank top and cargo shorts chugging vanilla frappuchino)

Alu: (sitting in the fifth cellar of the Paris Opera house in a black silk kimono, trying to beat Shekiah by chugging Mocha Frappuchino)

Shekiah: You know, we'd be having a lot more fun right about now if you'd actually succeeded in kidnapping Johnny Depp.

Alu: It wasn't my fault. It was the security guards in the leopard-skin thongs.

Shekiah: Well, we all appreciate your efforts. Wonder what Erik's gonna think when he gets back?

Alu: Considering that we hid the script to Don Juan, raided his underwear drawer, and stole all the frappuchinos, I think it's pretty safe to say:

In Unison: We're dead.

Shekiah: Fun. (raises one hand to the level of her eyes)

Alu: (grins evilly) At least we lost the Mary Sues in the third cellar . . .

Shekiah: Got that right. Oh! Quick!

Both: (make angelic faces)

The door opens, and Erik walks in with Dark Link.

Erik: So, as I was saying, why should you have to deal with annoying people when you can just, you know, get rid of them?

Dark Link: I agree completely. Hold on, what the heck?

Erik: (raises eyebrow)

Shekiah: Welcome back!

Alu: You'll find it's in perfect order, just how you left it.

Shekiah: (shifts a five-foot-high stack of glass frappuchino bottles from view and grins widely)

Erik: Hold on, what's up with your pockets?

Alu: Umm . . .

Shekiah: It's Kleenexes! Allergies, um, cough cough?

Dark Link: How stupid do you think we are?

Erik: Don't answer that.

Alu: Can we run away now?

Erik: There is no where to hide! (laughs manically)

Shekiah and Alu: (swoon)

Dark Link: Umm, Erik, what's happened to them?

Erik: I think they fainted.

Shekiah: (sits up) Erik, can you manically laugh more often?

Alu: Yeah! If it means we have to steal more of your underwear, we will!

Erik: You stole my . . . underwear?

Dark Link: (looks grossed out)

Erik: (eyebrow twitch)

Shekiah: We were running out of stuff to put in Alu's closet shrine, and you know, well . . . Sorry?

Erik: Fork it over!

Alu: Never!!!

Shekiah: Don't you mean 'fork them over'?

Erik: You took more than one?

Shekiah: Well, maybe two.

Alu: Or three.

Shekiah: Fourteen?

Erik: That's it!

Shekiah and Alu: (race throughout the Catacombs on purely caffeine, screaming blooding murder, followed closely by a Punjab-wielding maniac)

Will our heroes escape? Or do they . . . want to? Find out next episode!