Y'Mean I Have To Be a GOOD GUY?!?
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Author's Note: I know it'd been done before, but I couldn't pass up this opportunity… Hang on, it's going to be insane, weird, and most likely stupid… ^thinks a moment^ Funny too. Yeah, funny… Three freshmen, a junior, an elf, and a coupla other things thrown in… Heheheh…
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Eponine, Imp, Shea, (the terrifyingly immature/arrogant freshmen) and Angel (the still terrifyingly immature, yet not so arrogant junior) were walking innocently along back to the girls' dorm one night, after becoming completely soaked with snowballs. Imp and Shea were dressed most appropriately, Imp having a huge fluffy down jacket, gloves, and a hat on over his t-shirt and jeans. Shea wore a long black vinyl trench coat, black pants of the same material, black gloves, and two black shirts under it all. Angel had two shirts, a black down vest, jeans, and gloves. Eponine, being reckless and idiotic as always, was wearing a black sweatshirt, jeans, and a black tank top under the sweatshirt. She was also muttering various curses to the wind, which was causing her soaking wet clothes to glue to her chilled skin.
"'Ponine, maybe you should stop that…" Angel cautioned, as their headmaster passed them, giving Eponine a dark look.
"…Amn wind- Sorry, could you perhaps repeat that?"
"Eponine needs to stop reading Tolkien and Lord of the Rings fanfics."
"Hey, look, it's a snowman!!!" Shea exclaimed. Various oohs and ahhs issued from the group, as this was no mere snowman. For at private high schools, everything is done in bigger ways, nine-foot tall snowmen not apart.
"I've not seen a snowman in so long…" Eponine said, thinking of days past, when she could say, "I'm a damn Yankee and damn PROUD!" with complete honesty.
"I've never seen a snowman that big before!" Imp exclaimed, thinking of the tiny snowmen he used to build in his youth. Which, according to Shea, wasn't all that long ago.
"I've never seen a snowman!" Angel exclaimed, thinking apparently of warm Floridian winters.
Defeated, Eponine and Imp hung their heads in shame, while Shea snickered mercilessly behind her hand.
With no warning whatsoever, Imp and Eponine jumped Shea, and pinned her to the ground. Angel approached with a giant snowball.
"No more gloating! None!" Angel said, holding the snowball menacingly above Shea's head.
"Fine…" she muttered.
"And, and… Can we have some hot chocolate???" Imp pleaded.
"Yeah, sure. Just stop touching me!" Shea was released, and stood up. "RACE YOU!!!!" she screeched and dashed away to the girls' dorm. Eponine, Imp, and Angel followed, 'Ponine yelling her new battle cry of, "HOT CHOCOLAAAAATE!!!!"
There came a great THUD from ahead. As Imp, Eponine, and Angel rounded a corner, they saw Shea sitting on the ground, rubbing her head and looking up, awestruck.
"Obi-wan?!?"
Sadly, the Jedi-master disappeared, leaving behind an enormous plot- hole.
"Ooooh, whaz that?" Imp asked, reaching out to poke it.
Shea grabbed his hand and threw it away from the plot-hole. "Careful! It could be dangerous!" She thinks a moment. "On second thought, come here…" Imp, having more brains than he's usually credited with, ran, Shea pursuing.
"AAAAHHHHH!!!"
"So what is it?" Angel asked, wandering around it.
"I'M NOT GONNA HURT YOU!!!"
Eponine tossed a stick into it. "Methinks 'tis a plot-hole."
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
"Right… And that's….?"
"COME HERE!!!!!!!"
"I know not!" Eponine declared. She thrust a hand into the air. "But I intend to find out! Come, Angel, let us defeat this mystery! Who knows what evil devilry we shall encounter on the other side? But fear not! For my courage burns bright, and my companions tremble not! We shall- REMYYYY!!!" The last bit of the speech was issued in a high pitched squeak, as the hottest freshman in existence walks up. His blue-green eyes glinted in the darkness, and his brown trench coat swished the snow into little flurries… And his eyeeeeessss… Unfortunately, Eponine only got to stare at her own personal god of love for a mere moment, for she had been startled and fell into the plot-hole. Angel, trying to grab her as she fell in, tripped as well, and went in after her. Imp, not looking where he was going, ran right into the hole, followed closely by Shea. However, Remy attempted to stop Shea, presumably to say something to the tone of, "What the hell is that and where'd Eponine, Imp, and Angel go?" Alas, Shea, in her mad pursuit of Imp, simply shoved Remy into the plot-hole and dove after them all. A third girl, looking like a freshman in age, walked out of nowhere, shrugged, and waved her magic wand. The plot-hole closed, and the fairy god-freshman disappeared.
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Yes, this's pointless insanity. No, I'm not going to stop. MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
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Author's Note: I know it'd been done before, but I couldn't pass up this opportunity… Hang on, it's going to be insane, weird, and most likely stupid… ^thinks a moment^ Funny too. Yeah, funny… Three freshmen, a junior, an elf, and a coupla other things thrown in… Heheheh…
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Eponine, Imp, Shea, (the terrifyingly immature/arrogant freshmen) and Angel (the still terrifyingly immature, yet not so arrogant junior) were walking innocently along back to the girls' dorm one night, after becoming completely soaked with snowballs. Imp and Shea were dressed most appropriately, Imp having a huge fluffy down jacket, gloves, and a hat on over his t-shirt and jeans. Shea wore a long black vinyl trench coat, black pants of the same material, black gloves, and two black shirts under it all. Angel had two shirts, a black down vest, jeans, and gloves. Eponine, being reckless and idiotic as always, was wearing a black sweatshirt, jeans, and a black tank top under the sweatshirt. She was also muttering various curses to the wind, which was causing her soaking wet clothes to glue to her chilled skin.
"'Ponine, maybe you should stop that…" Angel cautioned, as their headmaster passed them, giving Eponine a dark look.
"…Amn wind- Sorry, could you perhaps repeat that?"
"Eponine needs to stop reading Tolkien and Lord of the Rings fanfics."
"Hey, look, it's a snowman!!!" Shea exclaimed. Various oohs and ahhs issued from the group, as this was no mere snowman. For at private high schools, everything is done in bigger ways, nine-foot tall snowmen not apart.
"I've not seen a snowman in so long…" Eponine said, thinking of days past, when she could say, "I'm a damn Yankee and damn PROUD!" with complete honesty.
"I've never seen a snowman that big before!" Imp exclaimed, thinking of the tiny snowmen he used to build in his youth. Which, according to Shea, wasn't all that long ago.
"I've never seen a snowman!" Angel exclaimed, thinking apparently of warm Floridian winters.
Defeated, Eponine and Imp hung their heads in shame, while Shea snickered mercilessly behind her hand.
With no warning whatsoever, Imp and Eponine jumped Shea, and pinned her to the ground. Angel approached with a giant snowball.
"No more gloating! None!" Angel said, holding the snowball menacingly above Shea's head.
"Fine…" she muttered.
"And, and… Can we have some hot chocolate???" Imp pleaded.
"Yeah, sure. Just stop touching me!" Shea was released, and stood up. "RACE YOU!!!!" she screeched and dashed away to the girls' dorm. Eponine, Imp, and Angel followed, 'Ponine yelling her new battle cry of, "HOT CHOCOLAAAAATE!!!!"
There came a great THUD from ahead. As Imp, Eponine, and Angel rounded a corner, they saw Shea sitting on the ground, rubbing her head and looking up, awestruck.
"Obi-wan?!?"
Sadly, the Jedi-master disappeared, leaving behind an enormous plot- hole.
"Ooooh, whaz that?" Imp asked, reaching out to poke it.
Shea grabbed his hand and threw it away from the plot-hole. "Careful! It could be dangerous!" She thinks a moment. "On second thought, come here…" Imp, having more brains than he's usually credited with, ran, Shea pursuing.
"AAAAHHHHH!!!"
"So what is it?" Angel asked, wandering around it.
"I'M NOT GONNA HURT YOU!!!"
Eponine tossed a stick into it. "Methinks 'tis a plot-hole."
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
"Right… And that's….?"
"COME HERE!!!!!!!"
"I know not!" Eponine declared. She thrust a hand into the air. "But I intend to find out! Come, Angel, let us defeat this mystery! Who knows what evil devilry we shall encounter on the other side? But fear not! For my courage burns bright, and my companions tremble not! We shall- REMYYYY!!!" The last bit of the speech was issued in a high pitched squeak, as the hottest freshman in existence walks up. His blue-green eyes glinted in the darkness, and his brown trench coat swished the snow into little flurries… And his eyeeeeessss… Unfortunately, Eponine only got to stare at her own personal god of love for a mere moment, for she had been startled and fell into the plot-hole. Angel, trying to grab her as she fell in, tripped as well, and went in after her. Imp, not looking where he was going, ran right into the hole, followed closely by Shea. However, Remy attempted to stop Shea, presumably to say something to the tone of, "What the hell is that and where'd Eponine, Imp, and Angel go?" Alas, Shea, in her mad pursuit of Imp, simply shoved Remy into the plot-hole and dove after them all. A third girl, looking like a freshman in age, walked out of nowhere, shrugged, and waved her magic wand. The plot-hole closed, and the fairy god-freshman disappeared.
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Yes, this's pointless insanity. No, I'm not going to stop. MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!