Chapter I: The Poor Pathetic Peachy Pigmented Pinky
"Mmm.. that was a good, nice, veggie salad. No meat what so ever!" Kris beamed with a bright, proud smile across her face. She walked out of the cafe, the glass door closing silently behind her. Pushing back a lock of her short blonde hair, her blue eyes fell on her fingers. "Oh my gosh, oh no!" she cried in utter disbelief. "How could this have happened!" Tears welling up in her shimmering eyes. "My pinky nail is broken." She began to sob uncontrollably. Steadying her breathing, and gaining control of her emotions like Spock on Star Trek, she quickly pulled out her purse and muttered, "It's okay, I'll live as long as I can find a nail file." For nearly ten minutes, she stood there, rummaging insanely through her purse to find nothing but a few hundred dollar bills.
"Ahhh!!!" she cried, bursting into another set of tears. "I don't have my file with me!" But she had found some nice tissues for her to blow her nose with. She did so, and regained control of her emotions like Spock on Star Trek.
Taking a deep breath of the fresh air and gazing down at her poor pathetic peachy pigmented pinky, she bravely took a step forward, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, and BOOM! She ran directly into someone or something. Since she had been so absorbed in staring sadly at her poor pathetic peachy pigmented pinky, she had not seen who or what was coming at her. Falling onto her popo, she cried out in pain, "Oh watch where you're going you stupid idiot! Look you made me break another nail!" This of course, was a lie, because she had only further broken more of her poor pathetic peachy pigmented pinky nail.
"Oh, I'm soooooooooooo sorry," the someone or something apologized. Her heart stopped, no not literally, but it did make her go into a fit of hysteria. Was it he? Could it be? Should she see? Or should she flee? Was it him from the Bumblebee? Did he know Christopher Lee? Was he that friend of old Samwise Gamgee? She looked up, first at his knee. Then she looked at him with glee. Yes, yes it was he! It could be! She should see! She did not flee! He was from Bumblebee! He did know Christopher Lee! He was the friend of Samwise Gamgee! Then, she fainted.
****Author's note: Who could it be? Well, you just have to wait and see! Unless you are smart like Sam Gamgee. Or you, too, know Christopher Lee, and have seen the Bumblebee. But please, do not flee, but continue to r/r.****
"Mmm.. that was a good, nice, veggie salad. No meat what so ever!" Kris beamed with a bright, proud smile across her face. She walked out of the cafe, the glass door closing silently behind her. Pushing back a lock of her short blonde hair, her blue eyes fell on her fingers. "Oh my gosh, oh no!" she cried in utter disbelief. "How could this have happened!" Tears welling up in her shimmering eyes. "My pinky nail is broken." She began to sob uncontrollably. Steadying her breathing, and gaining control of her emotions like Spock on Star Trek, she quickly pulled out her purse and muttered, "It's okay, I'll live as long as I can find a nail file." For nearly ten minutes, she stood there, rummaging insanely through her purse to find nothing but a few hundred dollar bills.
"Ahhh!!!" she cried, bursting into another set of tears. "I don't have my file with me!" But she had found some nice tissues for her to blow her nose with. She did so, and regained control of her emotions like Spock on Star Trek.
Taking a deep breath of the fresh air and gazing down at her poor pathetic peachy pigmented pinky, she bravely took a step forward, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, and BOOM! She ran directly into someone or something. Since she had been so absorbed in staring sadly at her poor pathetic peachy pigmented pinky, she had not seen who or what was coming at her. Falling onto her popo, she cried out in pain, "Oh watch where you're going you stupid idiot! Look you made me break another nail!" This of course, was a lie, because she had only further broken more of her poor pathetic peachy pigmented pinky nail.
"Oh, I'm soooooooooooo sorry," the someone or something apologized. Her heart stopped, no not literally, but it did make her go into a fit of hysteria. Was it he? Could it be? Should she see? Or should she flee? Was it him from the Bumblebee? Did he know Christopher Lee? Was he that friend of old Samwise Gamgee? She looked up, first at his knee. Then she looked at him with glee. Yes, yes it was he! It could be! She should see! She did not flee! He was from Bumblebee! He did know Christopher Lee! He was the friend of Samwise Gamgee! Then, she fainted.
****Author's note: Who could it be? Well, you just have to wait and see! Unless you are smart like Sam Gamgee. Or you, too, know Christopher Lee, and have seen the Bumblebee. But please, do not flee, but continue to r/r.****
