Ahh, sorry for the long wait!
Alright, before I inform you of what went down with Gasser, I just want you to be aware that I did NOT scream like a little girl when Gazzy crawled out of his hiding place, because I am not a little girl.
Okay.
Starting flashback…now.
"Dude, why did you scream like a little girl?" Gazzy asked, acting as if climbing out from under the bathroom sink was COMPLETELY NORMAL.
"I did not!" I glared at him, but he just shrugged and sat down on the edge of the sink. I guess the force of my glare was lessened since I had been sitting in the bathroom all day now, but whatever….
"Why are you here, Gazzy?"
He looked at me and whispered, "There are plans being made, Fang. Be prepared."
He then jumped off his perch, unlocked the bathroom door and left, looking like a completely normal eight-year-old who hadn't just made me fear for my life. In case you haven't realized, Gazzy is definitely NOT completely normal. He's just….isn't.
Of course, this was creepy enough, but then things got worse.
As is, Max did not walk in wearing skimpy lingerie, as that would mean things got much, much better.
No, Iggy walked in. (Thankfully, he wasn't wearing skimpy lingerie, as that would be extremely awkward.)
"Hey Fang, you left the door unlocked," he calmly told me. "Now could you get out? I'm feeling unclean."
I had cowered back into my tub, regarding him with suspicion. Iggy was probably the mastermind behind my shame…I bet he had probably given Max the pudding, too!
The plan was to not obey Iggy – hell, I was going to stay in that tub for the rest of the week if I had to – but then Ig started stripping.
Off came the shirt. Off came the belt. As he started to unzip, I freaked out and ran out of that small room and into my own at full speed, because there were certain things you would never be able to forget once you had seen them.
It was only after I heard Iggy's evil chuckle that I realized I had left the laptop in the tub. With the fanfiction window wide open.
Iggy gave my laptop back a few minutes ago, after an hour in the bathroom "taking a shower"…Goddamn, I am so screwed.
The Incident is coming to a close, yo. Review now, while you still can!