You have just
entered room "Skittery and Aaron.
hundredpapes: lol
lady ofthe celts: Ok nice compromise
hundredpapes: glad you think so
hundredpapes: where were we?
lady ofthe celts: Uhhh one sec I'll pull it up
hundredpapes: I made a cheesy Macaroni
casserole for dinner today
hundredpapes: all from scratch
hundredpapes: I made a white sauce and
everything
hundredpapes: i miss my Professional
Culinary Arts days
lady ofthe celts: *gasps* I'm
impressed it's more than I could do
hundredpapes: lol
hundredpapes: I've seen you cook before
lady ofthe celts: and you agree!
lady ofthe celts: It's your turn to
write, take it away!!!!!!!!
hundredpapes: THE PARADIN' SCENE
lady ofthe celts: ((oh yah! we all went
paradin!!!!))
hundredpapes: Blush twirls her baton,
and looks back at her fellow paraders. Peter was riding on the back of an
elephant, waving and smiling to the imaginary children. There would have
been real ones, but their parents were wise enough to lock them in when they
saw a group of newsies and Monkees parading down the street. Oh, and it
was 1:00 am as well.
hundredpapes: Davy
and his choir of gnomes were singing something about a magic carpet ride, while
Mike threw out armfuls of candy (once again, to non-existent children).
Skittery tumbled and jumped over his leg multiple times to the awe of the ...
crowd. Muffins was sitting on a float (which was really the Monkee-mobile
in disguise), but since no one was driving, she wasn't getting very far.
So she jumped down and did her Michael Flatley impersonation, ala Lord of the
Dance.
lady ofthe celts: ((HAHA! Davy the
Gnome!!!! My sister will never live that one down! *proceeds to put on whole
Riverdance Production in computer room* ))
hundredpapes: Micky had been leading the
imaginary llamas, and somehow took a wrong turn. No one even noticed,
until Cone and Mush came running, trampling on a large amount of the audience
the crew had gathered (which were really dummies made out of trash).
"Blush! Muffins! Where's Micky?!? Something awful is
going to happen! Blink left in a fit of anger, and he took (dun dun
duuuuuun) the rubber bands!!!"
hundredpapes: Blush,
Muffins, and Skittery gasp. "Not (dun dun duuuuun) the rubber
bands!" "Yes," replied Mush, "The (dun dun duuuuun)
rubber bands!" Mike, Davy and Peter were up with the newsies now.
Mike looked at the worried faces of his friends. "I don't get
it. What's so bad about rubber bands?" The newsies looked at
him, then simultaneously said, "dun dun duuuuuuuuuuun!"
hundredpapes: ((Okay, Muffins, what's so
bad about rubber bands?))
lady ofthe celts: dun dun duuuuuuuuuuun.
:) Mwahahahaha! The group ran back to the place that they had most likely
lost Micky and his llamas. Screams could be heard coming from the alley
near by. "Oh no!" Muffins cried in horror, clutching her
face, "We're to late!" They all ran in to the alley and were
confronted with the most horrifying picture they had ever seen.
lady ofthe celts: Blink was standing over
Micky, knife clutched in one hand, the (dun dun duuuuuuunn) rubber bands in the
other. Blink cackled, "See if you ever mess with my girl
again." Blink reached down and grabbed Micky's curly hair and went
to work. In a matter of seconds he had finished. Laughing evilly
one more time Blink ran, leaving the poor mutilated Micky to fend for himself.
lady ofthe celts: Muffins ran up to
Micky's trembling figure crouched in the shadows, "Are you ok?"
She put one hand on his shoulder. Micky slowly turned around, his head
coming into the light. Muffins jumped back in horror. The rest of the
group ran screaming. Micky looked at Muffins. "What has he
done to me?"
lady ofthe celts: A FEW HOURS LATER
lady ofthe celts: It took the group some
time to get used to Micky's new hair do. Rubber bands held the few long
pieces remaining at odd angles from Micky's head. The rest had been shorn
short with Blinks knife. (think Jareth from Labyrinth, but with shorter
curly hair) On the back of his head was shaved the words, "I Love
Blink" and underneath it was the phrase "Mecka Lecka Hi Mecka Heiny
Ho." Oh yes, Blink had his revenge, but were the Monkees troubles
over? What about Jack and Brooklyn. What dastardly deeds have they
been plotting?
lady ofthe celts: ((Ok Blush....Your
turn!!!!!!!!))
hundredpapes: ((great. *sighs* Okay,
here goes nothing.))
hundredpapes: It was 5:00 in the
morning. New York was starting to wake up. Not a lot, but a
little. People were hitting the snooze buttons on alarm clocks.
Anyway. After such a traumatic night, Skittery was walking Blush back to
the lodging house. He wouldn't allow her to sell papes today, not after
all that she had witnessed. As they walked past Bottle Ally (or was it
the harbor? ..Maybe it was Central Park...I forget)
lady ofthe celts: ((snooze buttons?
Ooooookey Doooookey...))
hundredpapes: Anywho...as they walked
past one of those locations, Skittery was saying something about how Micky
should go visit Medda, and maybe borrow a wig or something. He heard a
muffled laugh (or what he THOUGHT was a muffled laugh, but in reality it was a
muffled cry), and thought, "I'm pretty slick! I bet I could just
slip my arm right around her waist, and she wouldn't mind! I'm one smooth
studly, jumping-over-the-leg kind of guy!"
lady ofthe celts: ((hehe))
hundredpapes: BUT...reaching
his arm out, he realized that Blush's hips weren't quite as developed as they
looked. Looking over, he saw Davy's terrified face. "I thought
you said you like girls!!" Skittery jumped back, both agog AND
aghast! He could see David glaring at him from a dark ally. But
where was Blush?
lady ofthe celts: *laughs*
