Author's Note: YAYAYAYAYAYAAYAYAAAAY! The fourth chapter ish here X3! So…BTW! I didn't mean Zak M sux!(The title of this chapter)
Zak: *Interrupts* Hey, can you make sure Monday the Dumb over there doesn't lay a hand on-
ZakM: You shouldn't be talking Skunk-brain!
Zak:*Growls* TAKE THAT BACK, TOAD FACE!
Both:*Attacks each other*
Lin: …No comment…..*Walks off*
Zak: SHE'S MINE!
ZakM: NO, SHE'S MINE!
Me: …On with thy story!
~Chapter 4: Mondays Suck~
Zak, with Lin in tow, burst through the door that led into his giant house. "Stay close behind me…" He whispered back to the other girl. Lin nodded slightly, her heart pounding. They crept silently through the living room. Lin gasped at the scene. The white couches, ripped and torn, were flipped over, the giant T.V. smashed into little bits, smoke rising from its remains. The windows were shattered, glass scattered all over the white carpet. Zak swore under his breath. "It only took us 5 minutes to get in here and someone already caused this much damage? That seems impossible!" He hissed. Lin nodded in agreement. Zak sighed. "Watch your step." He warned, but he spoke to soon. They were about to pass into the next room when a piece on glass, broken apart from a nearby window, entered Lin's bare foot. She howled with pain, and fell back, landing on broken T.V, which hurt her even more. Zak, alarmed, raced to her side. "Lin! First, where did you get cut?" He asked. Zak didn't give her time to respond. He was already at the flipped over couch, trying to un-flip it. With a miracle, he managed to flip it over, sending a loud boom-like noise throughout the house, alerting anyone nearby.
Zak gently, but quickly, picked Lin up and off the mangled T.V. He then set her on the deformed couch, the blood from her cuts seeping into the cushion, staining it red. Zak frowned at the sight of his childhood friend. There were pieces of glass sticking out of her left foot, pieces of T.V glass stuck out in her right arm and a short gash across her stomach. "I hate glass…." Zak muttered under his breath. Tears streamed down her rose –like cheeks and splattered onto the white carpet. Zak rushed out of the room for a minute, bolted into the bathroom, opening the cabinet and grabbing the First-Aid kit. He then went to the kitchen, grabbed one of the nearby hanging towels, wet it, grabbed a plastic cup and ran out of the kitchen, unaware of the green glowing eyes watching him.
Zak burst into the wrecked living room, and ran to Lin's side. He pulled up a deranged chair, good enough for him to sit on, and opened the First-Aid kit, rummaging through it. He grabbed a pair of tweezers and sighed. Lin closed her eyes, scared of the sharp glass that Zak was about to pull out of her. Zak carefully placed the tweezers onto the biggest piece of glass in the other girl's foot and pulled abruptly. Lin winced in pain, but refused to look. One by one, Zak pulled the pieces of glass out of Lin, focusing on her and forgetting about his missing family and the evil presence that loomed nearby.
By the time Zak had pulled out all the pieces, Lin had passed out from the pain. He applied some Anti-Bacterial cream on her wounds, and bandaged them. It was then did it hit him (with about 30 minutes of pulling out glass) that his family was missing. Thinking it was ok; he got up and left the sleeping teenager alone.
Zak Monday had just walked in the living room in time to see the ignorant Saturday boy leave. It was then, did he notice, the sleeping figure sprawled out on the blood stained, torn couch he destroyed. His eyes glinted with interest. "Hmm…Check out the KO'd figure on the couch or follow the Saturday brat….Hmm…" He wondered aloud. Zak then grinned. "Of course! Check out the Damsel on the blood-stained couch!" He exclaimed, coming to a conclusion. He then paused. "Man, I have to stop talking to myself." He noted and continued toward the other girl.
He stopped at her side, expecting some random girl. Instead, Zak took one look at her and, like Shakespeare would say, 'Tis was love at thy first sight.' Or something like that. He couldn't stop staring at the angel-like face. She was beautiful. Who was this girl? A friend of the Saturday brat? Or just another taken in family member? Zak leaned in closer to get a better look, placing his hands on his knees for balance. He then jumped back when her eyes fluttered open, revealing beautiful ice blue eyes. She sat up, and rubbed her head. She looked at her pale arms and legs, noticing the bandages. She then noticed Zak, and widened her eyes. "W-who are you? Unless, you dyed your hair…Zak?" She asked. Zak stood up and pretended to brush himself off, trying to act cool. "Uh, no, I'm Zak Monday, and strangely, I have no relation to Zak whatsoever." He said, grinning. The girl lightly smiled back, then giggled. "No one uses 'whatsoever' anymore." She chuckled. Zak smiled. At least he got her laughing. "May I ask who you are?" He asked. She smiled. "I'm Lin." She said, stretching out her delicate hand in greeting. He lightly smiled, with a hint of a devious side to it. They were about to shake hands when Zak Saturday burst in the room, and as quick as lightning, stood in between them with a snarl look on his face. "Monday!" He growled. The other Zak smiled mischievously. "Saturday." He calmly replied. It was then did Lin notice the huge gash across Zak Saturday's back.
