Hi, everyone! I keep reading a bunch of fics where the author just takes a random word or something they like and write a small fic (or ficlet for some of you that may be weird. I call them midget stories, but… *shrug*). I wanted to try it. Reviews fuel the giant squirrel feeder and flames heat the giant fire that will destroy the world!
Also, credit to CrystallicSky for creating Diol! 8D
Cat-
Chase couldn't help but stare at his mate in absolute and complete horror as Jack laughed on the floor. On the computer screen was a YouTube video put on full screen, with an old lady in a pink shirt, a weird looking little kid with orange-brown eyes, and another kid that looked like a cough drop in a red car with blood on the windshield.
"Incidentally," The old lady said, "don't ever get raped by a domestic cat, Mr. Tran. You know why cats always howl when they have sex? They have barbed penises that destroy the vagina on the way out and it ruins you for all the other cats!"
The boy with the normal head looked at her and replied, "Um… I have to get back and start cooking dinner!"
"Dinner? A boy your age? What you ought to be doing is taking off your top and getting killed by Greg Kinnear."
Jack doubled over in laughter and looked at Chase.
The dragon stared at his albino before rubbing his forehead in pain.
At the sound of Jack's shrieks, Diol came in. The jaguar looked at his master, then Jack. Jack stared at the cat and laughed harder.
Chase looked back at the computer screen, "Where will you be taking us?" The ugly little boy, Mr. Tran, apparently, asked.
The old lady replied, "Oh, you know...Here and there, out and around, round and about, hither and thither, back and forth, to and fro, up and down, in and out, over and under, hippity hoppity, round the corner, over the river and through the woods, lickety split, clockin' the jizz, grindin' the axe, up to no good, nippin' the bud, good and plenty, loligaggin' around, makin' the rounds, paintin' the town red, packin' a load, huggin' a tree, skinnin' the dog, skip to my loo, sowing my oats, passin' a stone, shootin' the breeze, jumpin' the fence, humpin' the horse, dancin' a jig, spinnin' a yarn, sippin' the cider, flexin' the pecks, broomin' my doo, packin' the peat, lickin' the chicken, pinchin' the pennies, dosey do,"
"Shut up! Why don't you just shut up right now!"
Chase immediately left the room. He went to find the telephone and his human disguise. He needed to hire someone to disconnect the internet to the point that even Jack could fix it.
School-
Chase hated the school year just as much as Jack did. He didn't attend school anymore, but Jack was required to. He would be tired as soon as he returned, slump to their shared room, do his homework, watch something on YouTube (damn that last mechanic. Obviously he wasn't good enough, as two days after the internet had been cut; Jack was watching stuff on YouTube again.), and go straight to sleep. Many times he skipped out on dinner to sleep longer.
Finally, Chase got annoyed with this and, while Jack was at school, went to find the source of his mate's lack of energy.
Two weeks later, Jack got the greatest surprise of his life.
"Okay, we got a new kid." His first period teacher grumbled, "This is the kid. Make nice, now open your books and read the chapter."
Everyone looked at the kid the teacher had just sent to his seat. The boy sat down next to Jack and smiled.
"What are you doing here?" Jack hissed.
"I get lonely without you, Jack." The new kid smiled.
"I love you, too, Chase."
Chocolate-
"What do you want, Spicer?" Chase snapped at the small wannabe-Heylin.
Jack blushed, "Well, it's valentine's day and I wanted to give you these chocolates."
Chase took the box and tossed them over the side of his mountain, "Go away, Spicer."
Jack hung his head and activated his helipak, flying off. Halfway home, though, something when POP! And the boy fell from the sky. Though only just above the treetops, he was injured badly. He groaned, his leg broken and his Helipak shattered. He bit his watch to activate a line between him and Lamia.
'Yes, Jack?' She asked.
"I'm hurt. I need you to come get me…" He groaned.
She was there immediately, wrapping up all cuts and resetting his leg into place. He screamed as she did this, but knew it was for the best. She wrapped his leg and teleported them home.
So Jack spent two weeks at home… bored. He walked around on his crutches, fixing his helipak and baking whatever he felt like.
When he was healed, he went to Chase's citadel once again.
"I thought, perhaps, you didn't like chocolate…" Jack handed him a new box, "So I made cupcakes this time."
"You are persistent, Spicer."
Jack blushed, "I get that a lot…"
Chase took a cupcake from the box and took a bite. He blinked and looked at Jack, "You made these?
"Yeah…"
Chase grabbed the boy and dragged him inside, "You will make me another batch of chocolates and shall stay in my home until I say you can leave."
Jack giggled, "Lamia was right. You do have a sweet tooth."
Guitar-
Everyone stared at Clay.
"Why are y'all starin' at me?"
Lamia opted to speak, "None of us know how to play the guitar… except you. So… this Wu is useless to us."
The Manipulating Guitar could put anyone in a frame of mind that the player wished them to be in. Clay looked at the Wu in his hands and propped it on his knee, strumming lightly before playing a song.
Just a few seconds into the song Chase jumped Jack and the pair proceeded to make-out. Kimiko and Rai also ate at each other's faces, and Lamia danced with Omi.
Clay smiled. Now there was no denying it. Chase Young had a thing for Jack…
Map-
Jack looked at his domination map and sighed. What was he going to do if the monks stole all the Wu he had, Wuya wouldn't dare help him, and all he was able to steal back was the Monkey Staff?
Well, at least it was fun.
He hung upside down, like Lamia liked to, holding onto the bars that decorated the ceiling with his tail.
"Hello, Spicer."
Jack yelped and fell, hitting his head before dropping the Staff and looking up at who had just come in.
"Chase! What is with Heylin and not liking to knock?"
Chase shrugged, "I have a proposition for you, Spicer. You have matured quite well, and I ask you become my apprentice."
"Wh-what! I mean, yes! Of course!"
"Good." Chase smiled and held out a hand.
Jack took it and let the warlord help him to his feet. He brushed himself off and picked up the Monkey Staff.
"Why are you so attached to that thing?"
"It's fun… and since I use it so much, I've kept some of the flexibility!" He demonstrated by reaching backwards and touching his heels.
Chase fought the urge to jump the boy right then and there and have him against that pathetic map Jack used. No, he was still a child, and patience would allow the boy freedom before submitting to Chase. For now, he would be an apprentice, in the near future, a consort.
Carpet-
As soon as Jack walked into his new room, he began coughing.
"Spicer, what's wrong?"
"I have no idea, Chase…" Jack wheezed out before breaking into another coughing fit and running off to try and get some air. Chase looked around the room. Nothing was different from when anyone else had slept there.
He followed the small albino to find him just outside the citadel on his hands and knees, coughing and gasping for breath.
"Are you alright?" Chase asked.
Jack nodded, "Yes… I'm fine… I have no idea what just happened, though. That's never happened before."
Chase tried to think of what could've caused the coughing fit, but could think of none.
"Maybe… something certain… made you cough."
Jack shrugged, turning to sit cross-legged. He looked at his boots and blinked, pulling one off.
"What are you-?"
Jack sniffed the bottom of his shoe and began coughing again.
"Chase!" Jack coughed out, "Do me a favor, please."
"Yes?"
"Get rid of the carpet. Apparently, I'm allergic to it."
Chase smiled, "Sure thing, Spicer."
Cat- I couldn't help it. I had to do it. The voices, they told me to! I just love Dr. Tran's Toy Cack! XD
School- Awwwwww, Chase missed his Jackie!
Chocolate- Chase didn't think Jack could bake, if you couldn't tell. Jack sure showed him!
Guitar- … I think I have some sort of mental disorder. I really do.
Map- Chase! Shame on you! Thinking such nasty things about Jack. You shouldn't think, you should act. *smirks*
Carpet- This can be a sequel to either Chocolate or Map, whichever you want. But Jack is moving in with Chase... and is allergic to the carpeting... I fail at life.
*hides in a corner in shame*
Reviews are used to make a giant teddy bear for Jack to snuggle, flames are used to help Kimiko practice her element.
