A/N: Hey guys! I realize I haven't posted in a god-awful long time, but here is a story I actually wrote with some original characters of mine named Beth and Jake. I decided I liked it better with Spencer and Ashley. This series of short stories are related, but do not actually follow each other in any particular order, and they're entirely dialogue. They're just some goofy little stories I made up, so tell me what you think, yeah?
"Hey, Spence!"
Silence.
"Spence! Where are you?"
Silence.
"SPENCE!"
"FRICK!"
"There you are."
"Gah! Next time you're yelling for me, please don't do it while I have a nail gun!"
"Right."
"Come hold this ladder for me so I can get down."
"Okay then."
"So, what'd you need?"
"I don't remember."
"What? You made me shoot myself in the hand, and you can't remember?"
"Hmm, what was it?"
"Ash…"
"I have it on the tip of my tongue…"
"Ash…"
"Hold on a sec, I almost remember."
"ASHLEY!"
THUD.
"Ooh, that looked like it hurt."
"I think I broke my butt…"
"Naw, you'll be fine."
"Take me to the hospital please. I'd like to get this nail out of my palm, and an assessment for my broken ass."
"Your ass is not broken, okay?"
"Yeah? Well you're not the one sitting on it right now."
"Fine, lets go to the hospital. Up you go."
"No, it hurts."
"We can't go anywhere unless you get your broken butt up off the floor."
"But, it hurts…"
"No butts, lets go."
"You're mean!"
"What! How am I mean?"
"You broke my ass, then MADE A STUPID PUN!"
"That was an accident."
"Really? So it wasn't your fault your short attention span made me fall off the ladder and onto the concrete floor?"
"No, it wasn't. It was the ADD."
"The ADD?"
"Yes."
"You make it sound as if its alive or something."
"It is! Stupid thingy. You'll be paying attention one moment, and the next, its poking inside your head, doing doomy stuff."
"Let me get this straight…"
"Okay."
"The ADD pokes inside your brain, and does 'doomy' stuff?"
"Doomy stuff. Yup."
"Take me to the hospital. I'll ask the doctors about a psych ward…"
"I should just leave you here on the floor with your impaled hand and broken ass."
"Yeah, yeah."
Ashley helps her off of the floor, slowly.
"OH!"
"What now? The ADD back doing doomy stuff?"
"Yeah! I remember what I wanted to tell you!"
"What is it?"
"Be careful with the nail gun."
~END~