The Spicer Monologues

By: CrystallicSky

Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown or any of its characters, nor do I make any money off the writing of this.

Warnings: Language, sexual situations/implication, etc.

Notes: THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT- this story is part of a collab with Silvarbelle, in which she wrote as Chase Young and I wrote as Jack Spicer for an entire year of 'diary' entries. This project is already entirely finished on both of our ends. However, both on my deviantART account and my Fanfiction account, I am only posting this half of the story to roughly the midway point. This is because, for various reasons, Silvarbelle and I have decided to showcase the Diary Project exclusively on LiveJournal, at least in its completely finished form. See the A/N for more information.

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1/21/09-

I'm feeling so smug right now, it should be illegal.

So, I stopped off to see Chase like I said I was going to do, thanked him for lending me his Wu, etc.

He seemed surprised that I was there at all, like he figured I was just going keep all the credit for the matter-shifter, but it was sort of a 'surprised in a good way' kind of thing.

He congratulated me on my 'newfound' ability to give credit where credit was due; kind of a backhanded compliment, but fuck if I care: it's a compliment.

After that he kind of shooed me away, but I did what I went there to do, so I left with no complaint.

What I'm smug about is the fact that I actually had a conversation with him today (if a brief one) with no real derogatory names or violence involved, something that's never really happened before.

Like, ever.

I must be getting on the right track if that's happening. Now, I've just gotta stay the course.

In the meantime, though, I've had a couple things on my mind.

The first is Finnian.

He's obviously a lot smarter than a lab-rat should be. I'm kinda wondering if it's a plot against me or something weird like that: you know, gain my trust as a pet and then take me down from the inside.

I don't want that to be true, obviously. I like Finnian, because now I don't have to consider the monks the closest things I've got to friends, but I still don't want to take any chances.

I can't take any huge falls now that I'm actually starting to go somewhere as an evil genius, especially with the decidedly nice direction things are going in with Chase.

So, even though I haven't seen anything from Finnian to make me think he's plotting against me or a pawn of someone who is, I'm going to ask if I can check him out; you know, some diagnostics to make sure he's actually a rat and not somebody or something hiding in the disguise of a rat.

If he's not okay with it, that'll probably be a tell that he's not on the up-and-up and I'll have to check him out, then, but if he agrees (which he should; I can't really see him saying no to this), then I'll just run a brief diagnostic or two. If he's a shape-shifter of some kind or is being mind-controlled by somebody who's out to get me, I'll know in ten minutes tops by some simple things like heart-rate and brain-waves.

But aside from that, the other thing I was thinking about is starting a new project.

I couldn't help but notice what the Serpent's Tail did for my matter-shifter, and I started thinking about what I might be able to do with other Shen Gong Wu.

Eventually, I came up with the concept (a very vague one) of maybe making mechanical equivalents of Shen Gong Wu.

I figure it would be pretty helpful so that even if the monks have a certain Wu I might need, I could have its non-magical equivalent to myself. It'd be able to do the same thing as the original, and I wouldn't have to confront the monks and risk my other Wu (or my ass) to use it when I need it.

The only issue with that is that I'd need the actual Shen Gong Wu of whatever I was replicating to replicate it, which could prove to be a problem, and I'd definitely need help with that.

I'm considering groveling on hands and knees at Chase's feet for any help he's willing to give, because there might be a good chance he will with enough buttering up. He seems happier with me, lately, so as long as I'm not on his Hit List, I've got a mathematic probability higher than negative of getting him to cooperate.

I'm not going to ask him right away. That'd be stupid, because I just saw him, and I'll be back on the Hit List if I bug him every two minutes. I think I'll let him enjoy at least a week of not dealing with me so he doesn't think I'm trying to ride his coattails or something by asking for his help all the time and then once he's had his space, I'll visit and beg my ass off.

We'll see how that goes.

I don't know what I should do for the rest of the day. I kind of feel like just going to bed a couple hours early, so I think I'll do that.

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A/N: Continuing on from the above notes, this story will only be available in its entirety on LiveJournal. The Spicer Monologues (this half) can be found at tech(UNDERSCORE)lord dot livejournal dot com. Chase Young's Diary (the counterpart to this half) can be found at dragon(UNDERSCORE)lordcy dot livejournal dot com. In order to be able to read, you must have or make a LiveJournal account, which is completely free to do, and friend both journals so that I may friend you back. This was a safety filter meant to keep it so that only people who want to read (AKA, those who won't flame or report the story because they don't like it) can read. After you friend the journals and are friended back, all of the entries from both Jack and Chase's diaries will be available to you.

Other than that, I have nothing to say but I hope you enjoyed the story! :D