Disclaimey: I don't own JTHM or IFS. Actually, I only own half of the plot.
The other half is owned by Lisa.
Well, here is chapter 4. Probably next chapter will just be me writing (sniff), because I can't seem to remember to get Lisa to help me work on the story. I forget things. But if we can get our writing system back up again, I will put up the chapters I wrote by myself in their better, rewritten state. The state of being written by TWO zealous fangirls rather than just one. Yay! ^_^ I had Lisa spend the night last night, and we are both very disoriented right now from lack of sleep and so much caffeine, so I doubt much writing will be done.
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Johnny got up and decided to go get a brainfreezy. Maybe then his head would feel better. He walked into the 24/7 and sighed. It was nice and cold. Outside it was extremely hot.
As he walked home slurping the freezy with happiness he walked by Devi's house.
She was looking out the window at him. Her gaze followed him.
Nny stopped.
"What!?" Nny yelled.
Devi disappeared from the window.
Johnny shrugged (gwab! me not like that word! but there's nothing else!) and kept walking.
Devi ran into her kitchen and took out a knife.
"He's gonna try again. I know it." she muttered. She held the knife in her hand and stood tensely, waiting. She stood there for a long time, finally letting her guard down.
Unfortunately for Devi, that was the exact moment that it happened.
She heard a swoop behind her, and somebody grabbed the back of her neck to hold her still and she saw a knife flashing.
It was Nny, she knew it.
She yanked herself out of his grasp and lunged forward with her knife.
It stopped for a moment, then sliced through the flesh and Devi let go of the handle as Nny crumpled to the floor, knife sticking precariously out of his chest.
"Nny? oh lord!" Devi gasped. She hadn't been meaning to actually hit him anywhere important.
He groaned.
Devi stared at him lying on the floor for a moment, and then reached down and yanked the knife out of his chest. There was blood on it, and more blood soaking through Nny's shirt.
"You OK Nny? Hello?" Devi asked.
Nny touched his chest and grimaced in pain. "I'm FINE bitch. You fucking stabbed me though!" Nny said.
"You were going to kill ME!" Devi said.
"The VOICE said it was the only way to be free. I swear to god Devi, you stabbed me like a chunk of beef!" Nny said. he was still bleeding a lot.
"Sorry." Devi mumbled.
"SORRY?" Nny asked, pushing on his wound to help stop the bleeding.
"Yeah. I guess so. Oh yeah, I should have let you KILL me." Devi said sarcastically.
"MAYBE." Nny added, just as sarcastically. A large puddle of blood had formed on Devi's floor. Nny grimaced some more.
"You SHOULD be sorry." Nny added. He continued to bleed on her floor. He started coughing up blood.
"Shit I hope you don't die." Devi said thinking of how bad it would suck to be in jail for murder.
"I wont die." Nny replied. "but I'm gonna hurt you so bad..."
Devi stood up.
"What makes you think you wont die?" Devi asked. He didn't say anything. He laid down on the floor, keeping his hand over the wound.
"I hate you Devi." he muttered.
"So do I." Devi replied.
Nny stopped moving, his eyes open, staring up at the ceiling. "Nny?" Devi shook him. "Nny? Oh crap." Devi was about to cry, this surprising herself. "Nny! wake up!" she yelled frantically in his face, panicking, her eyes bulging out of her head, tears on the edge of them.
Nny lay very still for several moments. And then Devi became furious when he started to laugh. His large brown eyes opened and he looked at her with a sickeningly smug expression on his face.
"I Knew it. You don't hate me!" he taunted. Devi stared at him with disgust, staring coldly at her own face reflecting in his eyes. She stood up, putting distance between herself and the object of her annoyance and kicked him swiftly in the groin. (heh!)
"Your an asshole Nny."
He laid there on the floor for a while moaning. She had kicked him really hard. Nny moaned, clenching his teeth together.
"You must not think I'm that much of an asshole if you're gonna worry when you think I'm dead." Nny mumbled through his teeth, still in pain, checking on his wound. (the one on his chest)
Devi cursed under her breath.
"What's that you say?" Nny asked, in as much of a taunting manner as he could, considering how much pain he was in currently.
"I hate you Nny. Maybe I wouldn't if you hadn't fucking tried to kill me in the first place!" Devi hissed.
Nny paid little attention, more preoccupied with his wound.
"Fuck, your losing a lot of blood." Devi muttered, starting to get a little bit worried.
"No duh." Nny mumbled. He touched his chest again and his hands were covered with blood again. "Glurg. Look what you did bitch." he mumbled.
Devi chose to ignore this.
"We've already established that I hurt you. Now, I suggest we do something to stop that bleeding before you bleed to death." Devi said in a very businesslike manner, looking around.
"Since when do you care?" Nny asked, looking away from her. Devi jumped at the icy edge to his voice.
"Look, I just don't want to end up in jail." Devi said, staring
"You won't go to jail if I die. I died before. Nobody even noticed." Nny said.
"What? You are crazy." Devi said sitting down on the floor.
"That's true but, oh never mind. You won't believe anything I say." Nny replied.
"Ok...uh there is this question that's been annoying me. How did you get the name Nny?" Devi asked.
"It's short for Johnny." He replied, moving over and leaning on the wall. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, wincing. He was losing a lot more blood than Devi had thought, even. She started to get worried again. She couldn't help worrying about the prospect of him dying. He WAS human, after all. Or so she assumed with a bit of doubt. Nny continued to massage his head, and then stopped and his gaze moved to the floor, his eyes glazed over slightly.
"Oh. Anyway that's never gonna stop bleeding, we need something to put on it." She said.
"Kool-aid." Nny said quietly.
"What? Kool-aid?" Devi said with a confused tone.
Nny tapped his finger nail on the floor. "Do you have kool-aid?" He asked.
"Oh great now your delirious." Devi muttered. She REALLY didn't feel like dealing with a delirious person at the moment, but she really had no choice.
"Did you say cereal? I like marshmallows. Are you my mom?" Johnny blabbed.
"Shit. The blood loss is going to his head." Devi said to no one in particular.
"Where's the shiny dragging mattress? Daddy, make the bad clowns go away." Nny garbled on.
Devi stared at him. He looked back with an oblivious smile on his face, ranting on about duckies. She got up and left the room, heading for the kitchen. She grabbed a large white rag, and just in case Nny's preference actually meant something, she grabbed a pitcher of cherry kool-aid. She headed back into the living room, where Nny was lying flat on his back on the floor.
"Nny?!" Devi asked, alarmed, moving across the room toward him, wondering whether he was dead.
"Where's a choo-choo train?" came Nny's voice, softly, seemingly out of nowhere. Devi gave a sigh that was a mixture of exasperation and relief and sat down on the floor next to him.
"Hey Nny. I got kool-aid." she said. Nny's glazed over eyes rolled in her direction, and he smiled blindly.
"Kool-aid." he said blissfully, seemingly unaware of his wound for the moment. Devi thought for a moment, and then poured half of the kool-aid on Nny's head. He lay blinking for a moment, and then sat up, alert. "Wussat?" he asked, shaking his head about blindly.
"Good. You're alive." she mumbled. Nny looked at her.
"Is that Kool-aid?" he asked.
"Um...yes." Devi muttered. He took the pitcher from her hand and guzzled some of it. Then he guzzled some more. What he couldn't finish he poured on top of Devi's head.
"A gift." he said grandly. Devi blinked, red cherry goodness running down her face.
"How...nice." she mumbled. She remembered the rag and thrust it at Nny's chest. "Here, push with that." she mumbled.
"What? Oh. yeah." Nny muttered, placing the rag on his wound and pressing hard. The blood quickly soaked through the white material, staining the snowy color a bright crimson. Devi watched the blood soak the cloth with little disgust, blood had never really been something that bothered her much.
"So, you're going live?" Devi asked.
"Maybe." Nny mumbled. He continued to press with the rag. By now, it was completely red. Devi walked into the kitchen, picked up a few fresh rags, and returned to the living room, handing a rag to Nny and plopping back down on the floor. Nny pressed the fresh rag to the wound.
"Oh come on. You call that pressure? At this rate you're going to bleed to death," Devi said, irritated.
"How would you know?" Nny asked, rolling his eyes.
"Because you're barely pushing. To slow bleeding you have to apply a significant amount of pressure or it doesn't do any good," Devi said, trying to be patient.
"I know what I'm doing," Nny said.
Devi groaned. "Oh let me do it," she said, grabbing one of the rags, pushing Nny's hands out of the way and applying pressure to the wound with the rag. He winced, which she enjoyed, knowing that he was getting some pain (she still hated his fucking guts).
"OK," Nny muttered blandly, watching the blood soak progressively through the rag. The blood soaked through and stained Devi's hands.
"Oh great," she mumbled. "More blood on me."
There was a long, blood-flow-stopping-oriented silence.
"Do you like Happy Noodle Boy?" Nny asked suddenly.
"I've seen the comics but never read them. So I don't know." Devi replied.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Devi jumped.
"God!" she squeaked, taking the rag away from Nny's wound and handing him a different one. "Here. Push," she mumbled.
Devi got up and walked over to the door slowly. She looked out of the peekhole on the door. It was Tenna. She knocked again.
"Shit!" Devi whispered.
"I know your home Devi!" Tenna called.
Devi ran over to Johnny. Staring at him for a moment in confusion as to what to do. Finally she came to a solution. Grasping his hands, she lifted him into a sitting position.
"What the fuck?!" Nny squeaked.
"Just trust me!" Devi snarled.
She dragged him across the floor to the bathroom by the hands and lifted him with a grunt, depositing him in the tub.
"What's going on Devi?" Nny asked.
"Somebody's here. You've gotta stay quiet." She whispered.
Devi locked the bathroom door and went over to the door and opened it.
"What took you so long?" Tenna asked.
"I uh spilt some paint on the floor." Devi replied.
"oh." Tenna said.
Suddenly there was a scream from the bathroom, followed by hoarse whispering: :"Redrum! Redrum!"
Tenna shreiked.
"Oh yeah, I left the TV on!" Devi screamed, running off to the bathroom.
"IN the BATHROOM?" Tenna asked. Devi ignored her. She stormed into the bathroom. Nny looked up at her with a sweet little innocent smile on his face.
"I thought I told you to keep quiet!!!!!!!!!!!!" Devi hissed angrily, about ready to stab him again.
Nny chuckled a little. Devi growled. "I save you from bleeding to death and this is how you repay me!?" Devi asked.
"You stabbed me-" Nny began.
"Oh just keep quiet, PLEASE!" Devi mumbled, leaving the room.
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And that is where the writing that me and Lisa did ends. Next chapter is a mysterious voyage. Woo!
Well, here is chapter 4. Probably next chapter will just be me writing (sniff), because I can't seem to remember to get Lisa to help me work on the story. I forget things. But if we can get our writing system back up again, I will put up the chapters I wrote by myself in their better, rewritten state. The state of being written by TWO zealous fangirls rather than just one. Yay! ^_^ I had Lisa spend the night last night, and we are both very disoriented right now from lack of sleep and so much caffeine, so I doubt much writing will be done.
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Johnny got up and decided to go get a brainfreezy. Maybe then his head would feel better. He walked into the 24/7 and sighed. It was nice and cold. Outside it was extremely hot.
As he walked home slurping the freezy with happiness he walked by Devi's house.
She was looking out the window at him. Her gaze followed him.
Nny stopped.
"What!?" Nny yelled.
Devi disappeared from the window.
Johnny shrugged (gwab! me not like that word! but there's nothing else!) and kept walking.
Devi ran into her kitchen and took out a knife.
"He's gonna try again. I know it." she muttered. She held the knife in her hand and stood tensely, waiting. She stood there for a long time, finally letting her guard down.
Unfortunately for Devi, that was the exact moment that it happened.
She heard a swoop behind her, and somebody grabbed the back of her neck to hold her still and she saw a knife flashing.
It was Nny, she knew it.
She yanked herself out of his grasp and lunged forward with her knife.
It stopped for a moment, then sliced through the flesh and Devi let go of the handle as Nny crumpled to the floor, knife sticking precariously out of his chest.
"Nny? oh lord!" Devi gasped. She hadn't been meaning to actually hit him anywhere important.
He groaned.
Devi stared at him lying on the floor for a moment, and then reached down and yanked the knife out of his chest. There was blood on it, and more blood soaking through Nny's shirt.
"You OK Nny? Hello?" Devi asked.
Nny touched his chest and grimaced in pain. "I'm FINE bitch. You fucking stabbed me though!" Nny said.
"You were going to kill ME!" Devi said.
"The VOICE said it was the only way to be free. I swear to god Devi, you stabbed me like a chunk of beef!" Nny said. he was still bleeding a lot.
"Sorry." Devi mumbled.
"SORRY?" Nny asked, pushing on his wound to help stop the bleeding.
"Yeah. I guess so. Oh yeah, I should have let you KILL me." Devi said sarcastically.
"MAYBE." Nny added, just as sarcastically. A large puddle of blood had formed on Devi's floor. Nny grimaced some more.
"You SHOULD be sorry." Nny added. He continued to bleed on her floor. He started coughing up blood.
"Shit I hope you don't die." Devi said thinking of how bad it would suck to be in jail for murder.
"I wont die." Nny replied. "but I'm gonna hurt you so bad..."
Devi stood up.
"What makes you think you wont die?" Devi asked. He didn't say anything. He laid down on the floor, keeping his hand over the wound.
"I hate you Devi." he muttered.
"So do I." Devi replied.
Nny stopped moving, his eyes open, staring up at the ceiling. "Nny?" Devi shook him. "Nny? Oh crap." Devi was about to cry, this surprising herself. "Nny! wake up!" she yelled frantically in his face, panicking, her eyes bulging out of her head, tears on the edge of them.
Nny lay very still for several moments. And then Devi became furious when he started to laugh. His large brown eyes opened and he looked at her with a sickeningly smug expression on his face.
"I Knew it. You don't hate me!" he taunted. Devi stared at him with disgust, staring coldly at her own face reflecting in his eyes. She stood up, putting distance between herself and the object of her annoyance and kicked him swiftly in the groin. (heh!)
"Your an asshole Nny."
He laid there on the floor for a while moaning. She had kicked him really hard. Nny moaned, clenching his teeth together.
"You must not think I'm that much of an asshole if you're gonna worry when you think I'm dead." Nny mumbled through his teeth, still in pain, checking on his wound. (the one on his chest)
Devi cursed under her breath.
"What's that you say?" Nny asked, in as much of a taunting manner as he could, considering how much pain he was in currently.
"I hate you Nny. Maybe I wouldn't if you hadn't fucking tried to kill me in the first place!" Devi hissed.
Nny paid little attention, more preoccupied with his wound.
"Fuck, your losing a lot of blood." Devi muttered, starting to get a little bit worried.
"No duh." Nny mumbled. He touched his chest again and his hands were covered with blood again. "Glurg. Look what you did bitch." he mumbled.
Devi chose to ignore this.
"We've already established that I hurt you. Now, I suggest we do something to stop that bleeding before you bleed to death." Devi said in a very businesslike manner, looking around.
"Since when do you care?" Nny asked, looking away from her. Devi jumped at the icy edge to his voice.
"Look, I just don't want to end up in jail." Devi said, staring
"You won't go to jail if I die. I died before. Nobody even noticed." Nny said.
"What? You are crazy." Devi said sitting down on the floor.
"That's true but, oh never mind. You won't believe anything I say." Nny replied.
"Ok...uh there is this question that's been annoying me. How did you get the name Nny?" Devi asked.
"It's short for Johnny." He replied, moving over and leaning on the wall. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, wincing. He was losing a lot more blood than Devi had thought, even. She started to get worried again. She couldn't help worrying about the prospect of him dying. He WAS human, after all. Or so she assumed with a bit of doubt. Nny continued to massage his head, and then stopped and his gaze moved to the floor, his eyes glazed over slightly.
"Oh. Anyway that's never gonna stop bleeding, we need something to put on it." She said.
"Kool-aid." Nny said quietly.
"What? Kool-aid?" Devi said with a confused tone.
Nny tapped his finger nail on the floor. "Do you have kool-aid?" He asked.
"Oh great now your delirious." Devi muttered. She REALLY didn't feel like dealing with a delirious person at the moment, but she really had no choice.
"Did you say cereal? I like marshmallows. Are you my mom?" Johnny blabbed.
"Shit. The blood loss is going to his head." Devi said to no one in particular.
"Where's the shiny dragging mattress? Daddy, make the bad clowns go away." Nny garbled on.
Devi stared at him. He looked back with an oblivious smile on his face, ranting on about duckies. She got up and left the room, heading for the kitchen. She grabbed a large white rag, and just in case Nny's preference actually meant something, she grabbed a pitcher of cherry kool-aid. She headed back into the living room, where Nny was lying flat on his back on the floor.
"Nny?!" Devi asked, alarmed, moving across the room toward him, wondering whether he was dead.
"Where's a choo-choo train?" came Nny's voice, softly, seemingly out of nowhere. Devi gave a sigh that was a mixture of exasperation and relief and sat down on the floor next to him.
"Hey Nny. I got kool-aid." she said. Nny's glazed over eyes rolled in her direction, and he smiled blindly.
"Kool-aid." he said blissfully, seemingly unaware of his wound for the moment. Devi thought for a moment, and then poured half of the kool-aid on Nny's head. He lay blinking for a moment, and then sat up, alert. "Wussat?" he asked, shaking his head about blindly.
"Good. You're alive." she mumbled. Nny looked at her.
"Is that Kool-aid?" he asked.
"Um...yes." Devi muttered. He took the pitcher from her hand and guzzled some of it. Then he guzzled some more. What he couldn't finish he poured on top of Devi's head.
"A gift." he said grandly. Devi blinked, red cherry goodness running down her face.
"How...nice." she mumbled. She remembered the rag and thrust it at Nny's chest. "Here, push with that." she mumbled.
"What? Oh. yeah." Nny muttered, placing the rag on his wound and pressing hard. The blood quickly soaked through the white material, staining the snowy color a bright crimson. Devi watched the blood soak the cloth with little disgust, blood had never really been something that bothered her much.
"So, you're going live?" Devi asked.
"Maybe." Nny mumbled. He continued to press with the rag. By now, it was completely red. Devi walked into the kitchen, picked up a few fresh rags, and returned to the living room, handing a rag to Nny and plopping back down on the floor. Nny pressed the fresh rag to the wound.
"Oh come on. You call that pressure? At this rate you're going to bleed to death," Devi said, irritated.
"How would you know?" Nny asked, rolling his eyes.
"Because you're barely pushing. To slow bleeding you have to apply a significant amount of pressure or it doesn't do any good," Devi said, trying to be patient.
"I know what I'm doing," Nny said.
Devi groaned. "Oh let me do it," she said, grabbing one of the rags, pushing Nny's hands out of the way and applying pressure to the wound with the rag. He winced, which she enjoyed, knowing that he was getting some pain (she still hated his fucking guts).
"OK," Nny muttered blandly, watching the blood soak progressively through the rag. The blood soaked through and stained Devi's hands.
"Oh great," she mumbled. "More blood on me."
There was a long, blood-flow-stopping-oriented silence.
"Do you like Happy Noodle Boy?" Nny asked suddenly.
"I've seen the comics but never read them. So I don't know." Devi replied.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Devi jumped.
"God!" she squeaked, taking the rag away from Nny's wound and handing him a different one. "Here. Push," she mumbled.
Devi got up and walked over to the door slowly. She looked out of the peekhole on the door. It was Tenna. She knocked again.
"Shit!" Devi whispered.
"I know your home Devi!" Tenna called.
Devi ran over to Johnny. Staring at him for a moment in confusion as to what to do. Finally she came to a solution. Grasping his hands, she lifted him into a sitting position.
"What the fuck?!" Nny squeaked.
"Just trust me!" Devi snarled.
She dragged him across the floor to the bathroom by the hands and lifted him with a grunt, depositing him in the tub.
"What's going on Devi?" Nny asked.
"Somebody's here. You've gotta stay quiet." She whispered.
Devi locked the bathroom door and went over to the door and opened it.
"What took you so long?" Tenna asked.
"I uh spilt some paint on the floor." Devi replied.
"oh." Tenna said.
Suddenly there was a scream from the bathroom, followed by hoarse whispering: :"Redrum! Redrum!"
Tenna shreiked.
"Oh yeah, I left the TV on!" Devi screamed, running off to the bathroom.
"IN the BATHROOM?" Tenna asked. Devi ignored her. She stormed into the bathroom. Nny looked up at her with a sweet little innocent smile on his face.
"I thought I told you to keep quiet!!!!!!!!!!!!" Devi hissed angrily, about ready to stab him again.
Nny chuckled a little. Devi growled. "I save you from bleeding to death and this is how you repay me!?" Devi asked.
"You stabbed me-" Nny began.
"Oh just keep quiet, PLEASE!" Devi mumbled, leaving the room.
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And that is where the writing that me and Lisa did ends. Next chapter is a mysterious voyage. Woo!