Here's chapter two. Again, written on WordPad-- typos galore.
OMFG, I'm actually continuing something.
Miracle.
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The chatter amongst the guests hadn't died down quite yet, but somehow became constant annoyance for everyone except Dora and Boots.
"Look! It's a suit of armor! Can you say armor? Say armor! Say armor, please! Say armor!"
"Who are you talking to?"
"Um... um... say armor!"
"...No."
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Moments after Dora had scolded Misty for punching her in the shoulder ("That's naughty! Don't do it again, please!"), Seven arrived, carrying a tray of food, followed by another, taller man, who was ready to set out the entrees. They were both holding them too high to see what was actually on the platters, but everyone expected it to be a somewhat regular meal; conisting of a variety of food items, each from a different food group. Unfortunately, that is not what they received.
No, on the table was neither an assortment of food or anything people would eat on a regular basis, anyway. On the table there was only one thing.
Mushrooms.
Red, deadly-looking, mushrooms.
"Are you sure these are edible...?" Misty asked, casting Seven a weary glance.
"Of course. I consume these mushrooms on a daily basis; nothing is wrong with me." Seven answered, his tone void of most emotion.
Dot, dot, dot.
"I'll try one." Ash offered, picking up a mushroom. He was hungry, after all. Without hesitance, he shoved nearly the whole plant into his mouth and chewed.
Oh yeah, you bet it was intense.
You can just hear the intense music playing.
As everyone stared at the young Pokemon trainer. Intensely.
I bet you're wondering what will happen next.
OMG.
Wow... we really got sidetracked there.
The boy swallowed, and seemed fine for the time being. "See? It's not poison or anything." Seven pointed out, rolling his eyes.
"It was actually kind of--" Ash fainted, right there on the spot.
"Could've been drugged, though."
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"What the hell was that?!" Edward exclaimed, confused at the happenings around him.
"Dora!" Boots screamed, alarmed. "He said a naughty word!"
"A naughty word?!" Dora The Annoying asked. "Naughty words are supposed to be censored! What do we do to people who say naughty words?" She spoke to nobody in-particular, staring straight at nothing.
"Shut UP, Dora the Sexplorer!" Toleda ordered. "Nobody CARES."
"Dora, Dora!" Boots chanted. "Dora, I think she's working with Swiper the F--"
"He's not breathing." Misty interrupted, referring to her friend.
"sux2bu lol" Alphonse told her. No, actually, I lied. He actually just said, "OMFG!"
No, I lied again. Alphonse didn't really say anything relevant enough to put here.
"So he's dead," Edward stated.
"Dead?! Oh no!" Dora wailed.
"Hn," Sasuke told them all.
"That was irrelevant and it won't help with the dead kid." Toleda told him.
"Hn," Sasuke replied.
"CAN YOU SAY ANYTHING BESIDES HN?!"
"Fn,"
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"His pulse is slow, but he's alive." Seven told them.
"How can you tell? He didn't have a heartbeat..."
"No, he's alive."
"He is not, Seven! You poisoned him!"
"Toleda, that's a lie and you know it."
"It is not!! SEVEN! I've told you not to poison people!"
"I didn't poison him. His system was simply too weak to digest the mushrooms correctly."
"SEVEN! CAN I PLAY?!"
"Click, not now. Please go back upstairs."
"Seven, I'm BORED. I helped you, now let me play! Look, you even have extra chairs!"
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Three down; only Dora, Boots, Misty, Edward, and Alphonse were left. Chaos was sure to continue.
"There is no WAY I'm eating that stuff!" Edward refused, eyeing the supposedly poisonous plants.
"Brother, don't be rude." Alphonse scolded, shaking his helmet-head-whatever for emphasis.
"Did you see what they did to that kid?! I'm not gonna eat one after that!"
(Obviously, it's because he's almost as shrimpy as Ash and his system wouldn't be able to withstand the awesomeness of that mushroom, either.)
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"Thank you for staying for dinner; a complimentary tour of the Yobmoorshum Mansion is next on the schedule." Seven announced.
"SEVEN! Can I come on the tour?!" The same cherry-haired boy from before jumped up and down, grey eyes pleading.
"No, Click. You already know your way around here. Why would you need a tour?"
"I CAN BE CO-TOUR GUIDE!"
"If Pom will let you-- which I doubt, because he's very strict about this sort of thing--" The teen was interrupted as the small boy asked Pom, the tour guide, if he could crash the tour.
"Sure, little dude, the more, the merrier!"
"YAAAAAAAY!"
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The place was huge, like a castle, even, and completely spotless. Pom hadn't bothered to stop in the room where the other guests were having their party, but merely explained that it was a large room with a disco ball and numerous speakers. Then, after climbing the huge staircase ("Can you say staircase? Say staircase, please! Say staircase!"), the group found that the upstair was much less modern-looking than the lower story. One may even describe it as looking vintage, as if it came straight out of the 1700's.
There were numerous furnishings, vases, and dolls, all with a thick coat of dusting. It seemed as though there hadn't been anyone up here in years.
"This is the upstairs!" Click informed them all. "A ghost lives here!"
"Kid, don't tell them that!" Pom scolded.
"A...ghost?" Misty asked, a tinge of fear in her voice.
"Yes! He's the ghost of Toledo Oemgi Miki Lancelot Yamkin Bill The Second!" Click confirmed. "He was Toleda's great, great, gre--"
"Dude, shut up!"
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"And, like, over here is where everyone sleeps and... stuff... but like, only the people who live there... and there are like, six guest rooms, I think?"
"Are we spending the night here...?"
"Uhhhh... I dunno."
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As the group neared a darker hallway, Pon paused. "There are two different halls you can take. Left or right. To the left, you will see a variety of picture hanging. There is a piano at the end of the right. The seven of us will be taking the hallway to the left."
The recipiants of the statement nodded, and all made their way to the left, where there was a small lightbulb flickering in the middle of the hallway. And, as promised, there were different paintings hanging on the wall. Some of still life, some abstract, and some portraits of different people (mostly women; there were only three of men). And, it was during the silence that Alphonse spoke.
"...where's Pon?"
"That creep! He ditched us!"
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Hahaha. This one took me like three days to finish, since I was so busy.