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Author's Note: *halo being held up by horns* The title to this chapter says it all, I'm sure you'll all enjoy it! ^-^V Smurf kabobs to you and all your kindling, I hope you like this chapter and you don't scream at me too horribly. And as always, review! Thankies very much!
True Blue: *sighs* I'm beginning to think her mission in life is to torment me.
Fira: Shush! Read on por favor!
June 23 3224 A.W.
Well, it's my birthday, and it is now. Two in the morning. I couldn't sleep! So sue me! Surprisingly enough, I didn't wake up because of a nightmare. I woke up after dreaming about a blue toaster with my head and feet attached to it. I'm just so unbelievably tempted to act really nuts today, but that'd be kind of pointless. Especially seeing as how last time, just as a joke, Rabbot and some of the others decided to get me something really expensive and elaborate. In short: a skirt worth a simple thou. Nice, huh? Get this, Red ended up betting me fifteen bucks that I wouldn't wear it. I proved him wrong and got fifteen bucks in the process. Plus extra because I really took it WAY over the top. I think I managed to disturb Fang! ^_^V Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky and they'll actually get me something I can use that doesn't involve dressing in drag. Anyway, I'm now officially sixteen. Though as far as anyone else knows, I'm seventeen. I fibbed on my age when I met most of them! It's not my fault that they have good memories! .As long as I'm on the subject, they decided to pull this whole "sweet sixteen" thing last year, as a joke. Thus the reason for the skirt. I think I'm going to be the only person who can claim that I've had TWO sixteenth birthdays after today. Not that anyone else would know. Unless I told them. Thing is, it's been a running gag for somebody to get me something that involves drag for about three years now. I sometimes wonder if some of those weirdoes who like how I look enjoy seeing me in a skirt. ~.~; That's a disturbing thought in and of itself. My life is screwed up enough as it is, I don't need to think about that and add to my insanity. Jeez. I just thought of something. I have a fancy skirt with a matching shirt, knee-high "bitch boots" as Fang calls them. If I'm right I'm either going to get make up, rings, or body jewelry. Scary that I can pick that out, huh? Well, we'll see what we see. I think I'm getting set up. Hmm. Subtle messages here. The message being. Blue must wear drag on his birthday. ~.~; By the Goddess, that's an embarrassing thought. I wonder if I can hide today.
June 23 3224 A.W. 5:00 p.m.
Well. It was inevitable. I had to show up for my own birthday. Surprisingly enough, I was wrong on what the practical joke was this time. It was an angel outfit, complete with toga, wings, and halo. The halo was red and it was being held up by devil horns. ~.~ My friends are weird. Well. That was the group joke. The personal joke on Salamendestriana's part was to give me a "crown" made out of tinsel! My friends, my group. We all belong in a psycho ward together. Fortunately I didn't get a blue toaster. ^_^ I'm happy. I'm just glad that I didn't get any yiffing body jewelry or make up. Not that that does me much good. Fang decided it would be interesting to get me a skin tight outfit of black leather. Translation: a mini-skirt and a spaghetti-strap tank top with a low-cut back. Embarrassment central. Well. At least I know who decided to be a major flirt in that regard. Much as I might not acknowledge it, there are more than a few people in my group, male, female, and otherwise, who find me attractive. I really don't think about it for specific reasons. I'm sure you can guess why. I know for a fact that Sal's got her eye on me. I managed to overhear her talking to Fang and a couple others one time about me. Apparently there are some that are highly tempted to jump me. Once again, embarrassment central. Also, when I finally got up to my bunk because they had kept me away all day, they had somehow managed to fill all of my rooms with helium-filled balloons. Fortunately they're mostly intact, so I don't have to worry about sounding like a small chipmunk. Screw it, I'm going to sleep so that I don't have to think.
June 23 3224 A.W. midnight
That's it. I've lost my mind. I just woke up after having some screwed up dream that involved me wearing that black leather outfit and singing something about chickens on roofs, while simultaneously balancing a table on a bike to prove Red wrong about something. Then suddenly, out of NOWHERE, I was sitting on somebody's lap because they wouldn't get out of my chair. All the while they were complaining that my elbow was digging into their ear. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY MIND?! Did it melt out my ears while I was asleep?! It must have, I was tangled up in my sheets and balloons were sticking to me because of static electricity. My quills still want to stick out all over the place almost like I got fried by an electric fence. What I need is either a long soak in steaming hot water, or a walk outside. .Let's see here, with one I get to relax, with the other I have to watch out for patrol 'bots. Hmm. Decisions, decisions. I think I'll go with relaxation.
Author's Note: *halo being held up by horns* The title to this chapter says it all, I'm sure you'll all enjoy it! ^-^V Smurf kabobs to you and all your kindling, I hope you like this chapter and you don't scream at me too horribly. And as always, review! Thankies very much!
True Blue: *sighs* I'm beginning to think her mission in life is to torment me.
Fira: Shush! Read on por favor!
June 23 3224 A.W.
Well, it's my birthday, and it is now. Two in the morning. I couldn't sleep! So sue me! Surprisingly enough, I didn't wake up because of a nightmare. I woke up after dreaming about a blue toaster with my head and feet attached to it. I'm just so unbelievably tempted to act really nuts today, but that'd be kind of pointless. Especially seeing as how last time, just as a joke, Rabbot and some of the others decided to get me something really expensive and elaborate. In short: a skirt worth a simple thou. Nice, huh? Get this, Red ended up betting me fifteen bucks that I wouldn't wear it. I proved him wrong and got fifteen bucks in the process. Plus extra because I really took it WAY over the top. I think I managed to disturb Fang! ^_^V Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky and they'll actually get me something I can use that doesn't involve dressing in drag. Anyway, I'm now officially sixteen. Though as far as anyone else knows, I'm seventeen. I fibbed on my age when I met most of them! It's not my fault that they have good memories! .As long as I'm on the subject, they decided to pull this whole "sweet sixteen" thing last year, as a joke. Thus the reason for the skirt. I think I'm going to be the only person who can claim that I've had TWO sixteenth birthdays after today. Not that anyone else would know. Unless I told them. Thing is, it's been a running gag for somebody to get me something that involves drag for about three years now. I sometimes wonder if some of those weirdoes who like how I look enjoy seeing me in a skirt. ~.~; That's a disturbing thought in and of itself. My life is screwed up enough as it is, I don't need to think about that and add to my insanity. Jeez. I just thought of something. I have a fancy skirt with a matching shirt, knee-high "bitch boots" as Fang calls them. If I'm right I'm either going to get make up, rings, or body jewelry. Scary that I can pick that out, huh? Well, we'll see what we see. I think I'm getting set up. Hmm. Subtle messages here. The message being. Blue must wear drag on his birthday. ~.~; By the Goddess, that's an embarrassing thought. I wonder if I can hide today.
June 23 3224 A.W. 5:00 p.m.
Well. It was inevitable. I had to show up for my own birthday. Surprisingly enough, I was wrong on what the practical joke was this time. It was an angel outfit, complete with toga, wings, and halo. The halo was red and it was being held up by devil horns. ~.~ My friends are weird. Well. That was the group joke. The personal joke on Salamendestriana's part was to give me a "crown" made out of tinsel! My friends, my group. We all belong in a psycho ward together. Fortunately I didn't get a blue toaster. ^_^ I'm happy. I'm just glad that I didn't get any yiffing body jewelry or make up. Not that that does me much good. Fang decided it would be interesting to get me a skin tight outfit of black leather. Translation: a mini-skirt and a spaghetti-strap tank top with a low-cut back. Embarrassment central. Well. At least I know who decided to be a major flirt in that regard. Much as I might not acknowledge it, there are more than a few people in my group, male, female, and otherwise, who find me attractive. I really don't think about it for specific reasons. I'm sure you can guess why. I know for a fact that Sal's got her eye on me. I managed to overhear her talking to Fang and a couple others one time about me. Apparently there are some that are highly tempted to jump me. Once again, embarrassment central. Also, when I finally got up to my bunk because they had kept me away all day, they had somehow managed to fill all of my rooms with helium-filled balloons. Fortunately they're mostly intact, so I don't have to worry about sounding like a small chipmunk. Screw it, I'm going to sleep so that I don't have to think.
June 23 3224 A.W. midnight
That's it. I've lost my mind. I just woke up after having some screwed up dream that involved me wearing that black leather outfit and singing something about chickens on roofs, while simultaneously balancing a table on a bike to prove Red wrong about something. Then suddenly, out of NOWHERE, I was sitting on somebody's lap because they wouldn't get out of my chair. All the while they were complaining that my elbow was digging into their ear. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY MIND?! Did it melt out my ears while I was asleep?! It must have, I was tangled up in my sheets and balloons were sticking to me because of static electricity. My quills still want to stick out all over the place almost like I got fried by an electric fence. What I need is either a long soak in steaming hot water, or a walk outside. .Let's see here, with one I get to relax, with the other I have to watch out for patrol 'bots. Hmm. Decisions, decisions. I think I'll go with relaxation.