First thing to mention, I've become addicted to StraightJacket Feeling by The All American Rejects, who I don't own though I own a copy of the song. Don't ask how I got it. Second thing. Bakura's sad. No one left him anything for Christmas. And he even asked so very nicely in chapter ten of Brownie Points.

Bakura: Damn straight!

Quiet, you're supposed to be sad.

Bakura: Sorry.

Anyway, Usual disclaimers apply. Enjoy! The kid in the window owns himself, but we like to pretend he doesn't. xD

We devoured our pizza. It was delicious. Now, to make Female Friend run away...

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A few days later, I got my head stuck in the window of my limo. Damn driver must be blind, because he didn't stop. It's not easy keeping up with a moving limo when your head is stuck in the window. It took him five and a half blocks to realize it and roll down my window. I won't even go into why my head was stuck in the first place.

We passed some kid in glasses who had his head stuck in a parked car's window. Heh. Moron.

But anyway, once we were past that little incident, we picked up Marik and Midget-Reiyne-Girl. We were going to a movie.

On the way, we saw a giant gingerbread man walking back and forth on the sidewalk holding a sign in front of a car dealership, advertising. (1)

We threw pretzels at him. Drive by pretzeling! (2) Fluffy likes pretzels, we found. And the movie theater was only too happy to let him in as well. Ticketless, no less! Such nice did-not-have-to-be-blackmailed,-I-really-mean-it-and-I'm-not-being-sarcastic! people.

The movie was boring. No flamingoes, lemons, vampires or exploding toasters. But it was a daaaaaate. Yaaaay.

I bought what's her name some ice cream. Marik liked that.

And then I went home to bed. I had a nice day.

1 - The sad thing? This was a real occurance back in December.

2 - Again. This also happened. Except we threw them at Jeremy, not the gingerbread man.

Yes, it's very short. Next chapter should be longer, much longer, and stuff. Don't worry, I won't die. O.o

Next week on Brownie Points: Kelpy's getting there. Slowly. Really. And why has her muse run away with the plastic fork she kept in her pocket? What insanity will this cause now? And where's her cat?

Extra SideNote: I got a Flamingo for XMas. Loves to Chrissy for it. Once I get an image of it ito photobucket, I'll link so you guys can see.