I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or any of the charactors I use in here
from the show, dudes and companys own the show, not me.
Chrissy is owned by flying waffles and those little donuts that are sold at
gas stations, Andy is owned by his evil Neopet* Mr_Fluffy_Girl (or
something like that...) on neopets.com, and Amelia (who is just sorta me)
is the Queen of Evil Purple Fish and is owned by Vanilla Coke and
CreamSavers.
This fic is just a funny thing for the people I know and their are a few
inside jokes you may not understand (but don't worry, we don't even
understand half of them and they usually make no sence anyways...). Enjoy!
*I don't own neopets either...though-*Bob the Evil Purple Fish hits her
upside the head*...I'll remember that, Bob.
*** "Crap! Where's my mom!" Fourteen year old Amelia muttered as she walked through Walmart, holding a binder and other school suppys she wanted her mother to buy her for the new school year coming up.
'CreamSavers!' She noticed while walking past an aile. Taking a jump backwards, she turned into the candy aile, rushing to the shelf with the CreamSavers on them.
''Strawberrys and Cream...or Chocolate and Carmel? Heck, maybe I'll get Orange and Cream!" She said to herself. She noticed the 30% off sign next to her beloved candy. "It's on sale!!! Now...if they are normaly...that, and 30% means to multiply...or maybe divide? Screw it, they're on sale!"
Amelia picked up a large bag of Strawberrys and Cream and was trying to decide either to take another bag of the same, or pick another flavor when...
"Damn! Watch where your going, you slut!"
Amelia rolled her eyes at the blonde girl who ran into her. 'Well, I can either run away and cry or I can freak her out and maybe cause a fight.' Shrugging, she took the second choice.
"Oh, sorry, Ashley," Amelia said with a nod. "I must have been so busy standing here that I wasn't watching where I was going. Oh, and about being a slut..." She looked the blonde up and down. "Well, so hey, I hear that the slutty look is in this season." Smirking at the clothes in the girl's hand, she continued, "But how's the whole Walmart-Slut look going? I mean, I guess Old Navy and The Gap are out of style." ((a/n: No offence to anyone who shops for clothes at Wal- mart!!! They have cute clothes, and I shop there too...))
Ashley blinked, then pushed past Amelia with a few curse words. Smirking, Amelia noticed that when she had been bumped into, she had brushed her arm along the end of a shelf, leaving a faint purple bruse and a small scrash on the bruse.
She frowned. "Cute, real cute. And I'm wearing this tank top too..." Picking up a bag of CreamSavers, she went in search again for her mother.
***
"Damn! ff.net is down again!" Sixteen year old Andrew, mostly known as Andy, or 'andythefork' on-line, cried, running his hands through his light brown hair. "When will this place be back up!? I need to read the next chapter of 'Sporks' fic!!!" Angry, he signed off the internet, as if to get back at ff.net, and leaned back in the computer chair.
His six year old sister bounched into the room. "Andyandyandyyyy!" She sang.
He turned in time to see her jump on him, nearly knocking him off the chair. "What is it, Amanda?" Andy asked, a bit peeved.
The brown haired girl bounced on his lap. "I've got a secret!"
Now, if jumping on him wasn't annoying, Andy certainly found this to be. Trying to remember that the girl on his lap was only six, he said, "Really? What would that be?"
"Guess!"
"I give up, what?" He didn't feel like playing games.
His sister sighed. "You don't play the game right! Your supposed to guess! I'm telling mom! MOMMY!!!"
He glanced up at the celing. "Hell hath no fury...like a six year old bored."
***
"KARA! Where's my CD?!" Fifteen year old Christina, Chrissy, shouted down the stairs to her older sister.
"How should I know!" Her sister yelled back. "It's your CD, keep track of it!"
Chrissy muttered evil things while walking back up to her own bedroom, angry. Where was her CD?! So what if she hadn't listened to it in...quite a while, she should still have it! Amelia!
That name went through her head. Amelia had been over her house the day before, while staying at her dads...she may have moved it! Feeling a need to listen to her Backstreet Boys CD, she walked across her room to pick up the purple cordless phone in her room.
Yeah, she would call Amelia, chew her out, then force her to listen to her Rugrats CD instead! Great idea! First the phone...
But she didn't actually get that far. As she pasted by her closet doors, where the doors were actually mirrors, she noticed more then her reflection in that mirror. Next to her reflection was a girl, with purple hair.spun around, but nobody stood next to her. Slowly, she looked back at the mirror. And the purple-haired girl looked back.
Maybe it would be wrong to say girl, but a young woman of about seventeen or older. She wore a light purple tube top and a darker purple baggy sweat pants. Her wavy hair, which reached her shoulders, was about the same color of her pants and was highlighted with a light purple color.
"Christina, you are a Chosen One." The young woman said.
Chrissy freaked.
*** "Crap! Where's my mom!" Fourteen year old Amelia muttered as she walked through Walmart, holding a binder and other school suppys she wanted her mother to buy her for the new school year coming up.
'CreamSavers!' She noticed while walking past an aile. Taking a jump backwards, she turned into the candy aile, rushing to the shelf with the CreamSavers on them.
''Strawberrys and Cream...or Chocolate and Carmel? Heck, maybe I'll get Orange and Cream!" She said to herself. She noticed the 30% off sign next to her beloved candy. "It's on sale!!! Now...if they are normaly...that, and 30% means to multiply...or maybe divide? Screw it, they're on sale!"
Amelia picked up a large bag of Strawberrys and Cream and was trying to decide either to take another bag of the same, or pick another flavor when...
"Damn! Watch where your going, you slut!"
Amelia rolled her eyes at the blonde girl who ran into her. 'Well, I can either run away and cry or I can freak her out and maybe cause a fight.' Shrugging, she took the second choice.
"Oh, sorry, Ashley," Amelia said with a nod. "I must have been so busy standing here that I wasn't watching where I was going. Oh, and about being a slut..." She looked the blonde up and down. "Well, so hey, I hear that the slutty look is in this season." Smirking at the clothes in the girl's hand, she continued, "But how's the whole Walmart-Slut look going? I mean, I guess Old Navy and The Gap are out of style." ((a/n: No offence to anyone who shops for clothes at Wal- mart!!! They have cute clothes, and I shop there too...))
Ashley blinked, then pushed past Amelia with a few curse words. Smirking, Amelia noticed that when she had been bumped into, she had brushed her arm along the end of a shelf, leaving a faint purple bruse and a small scrash on the bruse.
She frowned. "Cute, real cute. And I'm wearing this tank top too..." Picking up a bag of CreamSavers, she went in search again for her mother.
***
"Damn! ff.net is down again!" Sixteen year old Andrew, mostly known as Andy, or 'andythefork' on-line, cried, running his hands through his light brown hair. "When will this place be back up!? I need to read the next chapter of 'Sporks' fic!!!" Angry, he signed off the internet, as if to get back at ff.net, and leaned back in the computer chair.
His six year old sister bounched into the room. "Andyandyandyyyy!" She sang.
He turned in time to see her jump on him, nearly knocking him off the chair. "What is it, Amanda?" Andy asked, a bit peeved.
The brown haired girl bounced on his lap. "I've got a secret!"
Now, if jumping on him wasn't annoying, Andy certainly found this to be. Trying to remember that the girl on his lap was only six, he said, "Really? What would that be?"
"Guess!"
"I give up, what?" He didn't feel like playing games.
His sister sighed. "You don't play the game right! Your supposed to guess! I'm telling mom! MOMMY!!!"
He glanced up at the celing. "Hell hath no fury...like a six year old bored."
***
"KARA! Where's my CD?!" Fifteen year old Christina, Chrissy, shouted down the stairs to her older sister.
"How should I know!" Her sister yelled back. "It's your CD, keep track of it!"
Chrissy muttered evil things while walking back up to her own bedroom, angry. Where was her CD?! So what if she hadn't listened to it in...quite a while, she should still have it! Amelia!
That name went through her head. Amelia had been over her house the day before, while staying at her dads...she may have moved it! Feeling a need to listen to her Backstreet Boys CD, she walked across her room to pick up the purple cordless phone in her room.
Yeah, she would call Amelia, chew her out, then force her to listen to her Rugrats CD instead! Great idea! First the phone...
But she didn't actually get that far. As she pasted by her closet doors, where the doors were actually mirrors, she noticed more then her reflection in that mirror. Next to her reflection was a girl, with purple hair.spun around, but nobody stood next to her. Slowly, she looked back at the mirror. And the purple-haired girl looked back.
Maybe it would be wrong to say girl, but a young woman of about seventeen or older. She wore a light purple tube top and a darker purple baggy sweat pants. Her wavy hair, which reached her shoulders, was about the same color of her pants and was highlighted with a light purple color.
"Christina, you are a Chosen One." The young woman said.
Chrissy freaked.