Subi: DSF: A New Challenge
Date: 98-11-27 18:24:39 En
From: jleedoak@juno.com (The javelin)
Hi guys,
I'm in a mood to stir things up a bit. I have a challenge for you guys.
Write a piece of 500 words or less and include:
*2 DS Characters
*Something sticky
*A feather duster
*ice
*packing "peanuts"
We've done this on another list that I am on and its a real blast, and usually funny.
Please try it -- it really is worth your while.
Thank you kindly,
The Javelin
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Packing Peanuts
By Janet Jongebloed
Disclaimer: Yes, I am a meat popsicle.. oh, sorry, right answer wrong question. No, they do not belong to me.. if they did do you think I'd be writing fanfic?
It was a month after the real Ray Veechio returned to Chicago. Kowalski had taken a few days off from work to figure out what he wanted to do with his life.
At the moment he was playing, darts in his apartment by himself. "It figures," he thought as he took a sip from a glass of water and crushed ice, "I'll always be by myself. First Stella leaves, now my only friend is going to leave because Veechio came back My life really sucks."
There was a knock at his door as he put the glass down. When he opened the door all he found was a big brown, box. After a few seconds, Franchesca popped out of the box dressed in a French maid's costume complete with a feather duster. As she stood up, packing peanuts flew out of the box.
Kowalski started laughing hysterically, "That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen," he said after catching the breath he had lost while laughing so hard
"Don't you think its sexy?" Frannie asked
"No, you look ridiculous." He said, not noticing how upset she became from his words.
"Fine!" She got out of the box and started marching out of the apartment and down to the street. "I just thought that since we're not pretending to be brother and sister anymore, we could stop hiding, out feelings but no, go ahead and laugh!"
Kowalski watched her go and felt his heart break. Him and Frannie could have been something but he had acted like a jerk as usual
Franchesca walked a few feet out of the apartment building and shivered As she was walking down the sidewalk she stepped in gum with her four inch healed black shoes. "Eww. Great, just typical with my luck," She thought to herself.
"Frannie!" She heard someone yell from behind her. She looked to where the voice was coming from and decided she didn't want to talk to him and continued walking in the opposite direction.
"Wait, Frannie," Kowalski screamed after her. He caught up to her and said, "Frannie I need to talk to you."
"Whatever it is it can wait until you come back to work " Frannie sharply told him.
"No, it can't. I'm," he hesitated
"You're what?" she knew what he was going to say but wanted to got some fun out of this whole ordeal
"I'm sorry, alrigbt, I'm sorry and... I like you, a lot. Actually I might even love you."
"Was that so hard to say," She smiled.
"Come, on, let's go back to my apartment. We need to talk," They turned around and walked back to his apartment together.
THE END
Date: 98-11-27 18:24:39 En
From: jleedoak@juno.com (The javelin)
Hi guys,
I'm in a mood to stir things up a bit. I have a challenge for you guys.
Write a piece of 500 words or less and include:
*2 DS Characters
*Something sticky
*A feather duster
*ice
*packing "peanuts"
We've done this on another list that I am on and its a real blast, and usually funny.
Please try it -- it really is worth your while.
Thank you kindly,
The Javelin
______________________________________________________________________
Packing Peanuts
By Janet Jongebloed
Disclaimer: Yes, I am a meat popsicle.. oh, sorry, right answer wrong question. No, they do not belong to me.. if they did do you think I'd be writing fanfic?
It was a month after the real Ray Veechio returned to Chicago. Kowalski had taken a few days off from work to figure out what he wanted to do with his life.
At the moment he was playing, darts in his apartment by himself. "It figures," he thought as he took a sip from a glass of water and crushed ice, "I'll always be by myself. First Stella leaves, now my only friend is going to leave because Veechio came back My life really sucks."
There was a knock at his door as he put the glass down. When he opened the door all he found was a big brown, box. After a few seconds, Franchesca popped out of the box dressed in a French maid's costume complete with a feather duster. As she stood up, packing peanuts flew out of the box.
Kowalski started laughing hysterically, "That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen," he said after catching the breath he had lost while laughing so hard
"Don't you think its sexy?" Frannie asked
"No, you look ridiculous." He said, not noticing how upset she became from his words.
"Fine!" She got out of the box and started marching out of the apartment and down to the street. "I just thought that since we're not pretending to be brother and sister anymore, we could stop hiding, out feelings but no, go ahead and laugh!"
Kowalski watched her go and felt his heart break. Him and Frannie could have been something but he had acted like a jerk as usual
Franchesca walked a few feet out of the apartment building and shivered As she was walking down the sidewalk she stepped in gum with her four inch healed black shoes. "Eww. Great, just typical with my luck," She thought to herself.
"Frannie!" She heard someone yell from behind her. She looked to where the voice was coming from and decided she didn't want to talk to him and continued walking in the opposite direction.
"Wait, Frannie," Kowalski screamed after her. He caught up to her and said, "Frannie I need to talk to you."
"Whatever it is it can wait until you come back to work " Frannie sharply told him.
"No, it can't. I'm," he hesitated
"You're what?" she knew what he was going to say but wanted to got some fun out of this whole ordeal
"I'm sorry, alrigbt, I'm sorry and... I like you, a lot. Actually I might even love you."
"Was that so hard to say," She smiled.
"Come, on, let's go back to my apartment. We need to talk," They turned around and walked back to his apartment together.
THE END