AUGH IM SORRY. IM UPSET NOW. WHEN'S THE LAST TIME IVE WRITTEN ANYTHING? AND WHEN'S THE LAST TIME IVE ACTUALLY KEPY MY WORD WITH THE SET DATES ON WHEN I WAS UPDATING?

PEOPLE, I'm terribly and extremely sorry for being the worst author ALIVE. Words cannot explain how sorry I am, and how i seemed to disappear without notice. I AM SORRY

Disclaimer: I don't own Paul Wesley nor Ian. Kim wants Ian though

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: OMG that's your best idea yet! I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE Paul. Alright. Actually, let's do Paul after Ian.

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Really?
Okay!
Ian!
Those pants come off, right now!
LOL.
Ian: *blushing bright red*
Me: *Laughing hysterically* I'm sorry! I ate too much sugar today!
LOL.
Okay, let's go to Paul's house!
Next stop, the Paul Wesley Residence!
Whooo Hoooo!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: No! Wait!
We have to stop at the hospital!
I wanna get plastic surgery to become 25!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: WTF?
Ian: WTF?
Me: *confused*
Ian: *Confused*
Me: *Pounces on Ian*
Ian: *squealing and trying to escape*
Me: *Grabs his ankles as he tries to crawl out of the car* Sure if that's what you want!
*Out of breath.*
*Dragging a screaming Ian back into the car*
Let's go!
*To Ian*
Sorry about this.
*Injects him with tranquilizers*
Ian: *Unconscious*
Me: *To You* You'll be OLDER than me, though.

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: But I wanna be closer to Paul's age. :(

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Climbing back into the front passenger seat* Hey, I'm 14 years younger than Ian. Do you see me complaining about being younger? Nope.
*Eyeing the unconscious Ian lustfully*
So.. what was I saying?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: LOL you were telling me that you're 14 years younger than Ian but you don't give a crap.
But I ddddooooo!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *still undressing the unconscious Ian with my eyes, lecherously* You don't give a crap about the age difference between Ian and I?
That doesn't make sense!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: No! I'm saying that I mind that I'm twice as young as Paul!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Stops molesting Ian with my eyes* Oh! Okay, let's go! But only so you're 18! I don't like 13 year olds being older than me - That has to be the weirdest thing I ever said!
Okay, let's go!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: Hahah lol. Okay!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Tapping the dashboard with my foot, impatiently* Are we there, yet?
*Tapping my leg with my hands, impatiently* Are we there, yet?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: You tell me! This stupid GPS isn't working!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Points over my shoulder* Dude. I think we passed by it!
Ian: *Groans from the backseat* *Mumbling*

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: Get the mallet!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *looking up from picking at my nails* Why? He's only sleep talking!
Ian: *Rolled over and went back to sleep*
Me: *Gestures to him* See?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Makes a U-turn*
*Rolls my eyes* And you think that's cute *mutter*

To Paul's!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Okay!
Let's goooooooooo!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Hesitate in front of Paul's house*
*mutters* My boyfriend is NOT gonna be happy about this...

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Falters* Boyfriend? *Pause* *Shrugs, grinning* Oh, well. It's not like you're married! Let's go!
Ian: *Stirs muttering*
Me: *glances at him* Yeah. We might wanna hit him with more tranquilizers!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Growls* How often does this guy wake up?

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: I don't know. Maybe -
Ian: *leaps past me.* *Running to Paul's house* Paul! Paul! Run! *Runs to the door*
Me: Get him!
*Runs after him*

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *complains* But I just ran the mile at school!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Glowers* Fine! Then release him back into the wild! We'll be in JAIL and THEY'LL be free!
How's that?
Help me!
*Chases Ian to Paul's front door*

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: Augh...*weighing options*...fine! I'm coming!
*You and I corner Ian, who pounding frantically on the front door*

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Grabs his shoulders and drags him away from the door*
Paul: *answers the door* What's going on?
Ian *Opens his mouth to yell*
Me: *Clamps a hand over his mouth*
*Looks at you*
Now, what?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Looks back at you unbelievably*
Okay, YOU may be able to overpower a man that's 5 feet...
But have you SEEN me? You think I could overpower a man that nearly 30?

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Rolls my eyes*

Fine!

Hold him down!
Sit on Ian and keep your hand over his mouth!
I'll get Ian!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Sits on Ian hesitantly* Okay, I'll try my best. But something tells me that 90 pounds of Emily isn't gonna do much. *Sigh* I'll try my best.
*Squeals* OMG It's Paul Wesley!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: Okay. *Stands up.* *Sighs* *Straightens my outfit and plastered a look of fear on my face* *Forces myself to cry*
*Runs to the front door*
*To Paul*
I need some help! I'm lost!
Paul: *Hesitates* Okay. I have a phone. Come inside and wait.
Me: *Winks at you* *Walks inside with Paul*

Me: *Stumbles back out* *Carrying an unconscious Paul* Here. Help Me! Ugh.

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Stand up eagerly* YYAAAAYYY!

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Ian: *Gets up*
Me: *Eyes bug out* Oh, no! Em, tackle him! He's getting away!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: No! Gah! *Tackles Ian delierately*

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Laughs as you an Ian go down* Yay, Em! LOL.
*Groans as I lug Paul to the car*
Jesus Christi. He's heavy.
*Heaves him into the car and walks over to you and Ian*
Need a hand?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: Please. GOD this guy is heavy.

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Grabs Ian's ankles and helps you drag a kicking and screaming Ian back to the car*
Now. Where to?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: Hm...I dunno. We really didn't plan anything.

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Laughing* I'd be surprised if Ian doesn't suffer permanent or temporary brain damage! The way we keep drugging and hitting him! Let's just leave him awake? Okay?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Groan* Did you drug Paul?

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: *Grins from ear-to-ear* Yep! I roofied his butt! ;) Now, what do we do about Ian? Should we gag him?

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: Yeah. Let's try our best to keep off the drugs.

Sweet-Deadly-Nightmare: Me: Yep! Let's tie 'em up! ;) Bondage Time!

XXTeamXXSalvatoreXX: *Make a face*
What?

And no, the boyfriend i am referring to in this, well he's not my boyfriend anymore xD

Oh I love Kim, and I really hope she's forgiven me. again with my words. im not as good of a writer as i used to be.

:(

review? I love you all

~Rosin