Finally updated this. I wanted to add a Freakazoid reference but that's probably going to be next chapter. For anyone who's also curious about Time Portal, I have some done but I want to finish the whole thing and post it in a nice, spaced manner. Not 3 months, then 10 months, then another chapter in two weeks. I've been getting distracted like a lunatic by my sudden "wow Guan's kind of a cool character" epiphany.
Dear Diary,
Remind me to murder Chase. I'll explain later. I spent half the day worrying my butt off and preparing for my parent. I even cleaned. Chase was his usual helpful self which bugs me to no end, and made dinner. And by dinner I mean he made spaghetti and cupcakes. Chocolate cupcakes with pink icing. I don't even know where he found pink food coloring! Neither of us can cook much apparently, which explains the weird food combination.
I live off pudding and things I can cook in the microwave and that's defiantly out for feeding my parents. Cup of noodles is not their usual five star fare. Now that I've thought of it, all I've ever seen Chase cook is toast, rice and things made from instant curry mixes. That's kinda weird, since clearly he bakes. At least the cupcake I stole tastes good. Maybe he only knows how to make cupcakes. His sweet tooth has got to get tired of sugary breakfast cereal. Anyway now that I've reminded myself how lame we are when it comes to cooking (Notes to self, make Jack-bot learn to cook.) I need to get back on track. Another one of Omi's friends cooks and Chase called in a favor. On one hand, Clay is a good cook, on the other I didn't need more people to know about this. He left at six and my parents came at seven and I think my stomach tried to crawl up my throat at seven o one.
My father wore the creepiest, Men in Black outfit ever. He was probably trying to be intimidating. I hate to admit it, but it kinda worked on me. We've never had the best relationship. Primarily because it's hard to really love someone who scares the crap out of you and tells you clowns are going to eat your heart. When people ask why I seem so much more attached to mommy I always wonder how I answer without rolling my eyes.
Chase spent the first fifteen minutes trying to be pleasant to my parents and luckily not just parroting back gay stereotypes from crappy sitcoms. I spent them trying to stuff Jack-bot inside a garment bag inside the closet in my room. I don't want him wandering around during this. When I come back out my father, has backed down from Chase and is sitting on the couch. How did Chase do that? Not only did Chase snag the tallest chair in the house (something my father always tries to do so he can look down on you), but he's staring at him like he's a falcon and my fathers a mouse. Heck, it's more like he's a dragon, and my father's still a mouse!
I've got to start giving that guy more credit. I think he even got father to respect him, and of course mommy's still in love. She's going to be so disappointed when she hears about the 'break up'. Up until a point, that point being dessert, I was actually starting to get kind of jealous. Why can't I suck up to people this well? It might not actually be sucking up, it might just be the whole combination of traits goody two shoes has, but still, being social has its perks.
After that point I just wanted to strangle Chase, which is of course a bad idea since he could probably kill me with his pinky. He told. He just tossed it in there
"By the way, as far as I know Jack isn't gay, and neither am I." Cue my mommy going into shock. Sure she's okay, but I did the dumbest thing when Chase told. I was so in character I accidently said
"Does that mean you're breaking up with me?"
I'm in my lab right now, waiting on an experiment, and possibly dying of mortification. Chase is in the living room, teaching Jack-bot how to do some weird Tai Chi moves.
One thousand years of darkness when that bot learns how to fight, I don't even trust him with the can opener and he's programed to obey me!