The One Which I Have No Good Name For
uC: You can see my endless dedication to updating this story on time via through the lack of updates yesterday. That is to say, you didn't notice the lack of updates yesterday, right?!
uC: Due to some unfortunately timed events (my installation of a Photoshop trial), I will be making a shorter short than usual. I think so anyways.
"arrrrhhh! why am i so stupid sometimes!" John Egbert said as he threw himself on his bed. He was not truly mad at himself, he could not have left Jade all alone for three years. Well, she would not have technically been alone as the various sprites and consorts would still be around. However, the consorts could not really talk and the sprites were, well, the sprites.
"i guess i have to find something to do" John said as he got up. "now lets see what we have here," he continued as he walked over to his embarrassingly large Nicolas Cage collection. {uC: I had to re-type this ~3 times, I kept writing scalemate.} "i hope jade doesnt find you that ive been using the alcemiter to make these movies. shed get pretty mad"
Jade was occupied elsewhere though, and was not even close to caring about John's movie collection or alcemiter use. As a matter of fact, she was very busy with her duties as the Witch of Space. Firstly, she had to make minor course corrections to the battleship, which were incredibly difficult due to the distance between her and a Green Sun. She also had to care for the populations of several planets, the entirety of her session's Incinisphere to be exact. These duties were very draining, and the antics of John and the sprites were not helping. However, she could not let anyone else know about her deteriorating condition, as she did not want anyone to worry.
uC: So yeah, that was really short. I'll probably expand upon Jade later. Maybe even later today. See ya next time!
