DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show or the characters... although I could deal with owning Patrick Levis, Erik von Detton, and Eric Lively! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Within seconds, Annie was in her room and on her laptop. A message popped up on the screen as soon as she logged on; it was Fi.
"I'll be watching some tube. Let me know if you..." Jack trailed off, realizing he didn't have Annie's attention. Mad at himself for being such a dork, Jack slumped on to the couch and turned on the TV. He figured he never had a shot with her. She was so pretty, and sweet, and kind, and just...*ugh* perfect. Unhappily, he settled down to watch the Braves play the Yankees.
Back in her room, Annie was desperately searching for information on Alexandra Patterson while she talked to Fi. After going through the usual "hey"s and "how are you?"s, Annie got right down to business.
"Does the name 'Alexandra Patterson' ring a bell to you?" Annie typed. "Did you ever meet her or someone related to her?"
"Nope," came the response. "I knew a Mr. Patterson, but I never found anything about any relatives... y?" Annie sighed and put Fi on pause while she typed "Alexandra Patterson" into her search engine. 37 matches came up, but one headline caught her eye. It's description said "Young Girl Dies In Freak Accident. Crazy Father Suspected." Annie clicked on the link. She skimmed the page before going back to Fi. Supposedly, this crazy man who was obsessed with the Fibinacci Sequence was suspected for killing his daughter. Annie decided she would come back later, and bookmarked the page.
"This old mansion is a little creepy," typed Annie, "and this weird light has been showing up out of nowhere and then disappearing." Fi typed a bunch of question marks in response.
"That is strange," said Rockerbaby's message. "Did you tell Molly?" Annie was about to type her message when the screen faded.
"UGHHHH!" she screamed. A sleeping Jack came to a very rude awakening when he fell off the couch at the sound of Annie's scream. Quickly, he ran into Annie's room.
"What happened?" he panted.
"My stupid laptop just died! The plug must have fallen out!" Jack reached over and picked up the plug off of the floor.
"You plugged this in after I left the room, right?" he asked. Annie gave him a strange look.
"No," she replied. "It was already plugged in." Jack looked at her intensely.
"I swear Annie," he insisted. "The plug was laying right *here* when I left the room. You never plugged it in, did you?" Annie shook her head.
"I never touched the plug, but I was talking to Fi!"
"Quit lying, Annie. You really need to learn when to be serious and when to joke around." Frustrated, Jack stormed from the room.
"I'll show him," Annie mumbled. "He is always such a jerk! God, I wish Molly had stuck me with Carey, or Clu, or even Ned!" The teen waited until she heard Jack snoring in the other room, and then snuck off the bus.
Inside the mansion, Annie decided to try the key in the door upstairs. Keeping an eye out for Molly, she hurridly opened the door and rushed up the stairs. As she turned back around to stick some tape on the door (so it wouldn't lock her in!) the door slammed itself shut. Annie screeched and struggled to pull the door open. She had no luck, though; it was stuck tight. To make matters worse, she could hear strains of Molly's new song beginning, so nobody would be able to hear her yell. Jack had no clue where she was, either. Figuring she had nothing better to do, Annie charged up the steps. Again, she was met by a small light on the other side of the door.
"Hello?" the teen called. No anwer. Nervously, Annie took the rusted key out of her pocket. The door creaked open after a little force came from Annie's shoulder. What stood before her made her gasp and without warning, Annie tumbled head over heels down the narrow staircase with a scream. She landed with a sickening thud at the bottom of the closed door.
"I'll be watching some tube. Let me know if you..." Jack trailed off, realizing he didn't have Annie's attention. Mad at himself for being such a dork, Jack slumped on to the couch and turned on the TV. He figured he never had a shot with her. She was so pretty, and sweet, and kind, and just...*ugh* perfect. Unhappily, he settled down to watch the Braves play the Yankees.
Back in her room, Annie was desperately searching for information on Alexandra Patterson while she talked to Fi. After going through the usual "hey"s and "how are you?"s, Annie got right down to business.
"Does the name 'Alexandra Patterson' ring a bell to you?" Annie typed. "Did you ever meet her or someone related to her?"
"Nope," came the response. "I knew a Mr. Patterson, but I never found anything about any relatives... y?" Annie sighed and put Fi on pause while she typed "Alexandra Patterson" into her search engine. 37 matches came up, but one headline caught her eye. It's description said "Young Girl Dies In Freak Accident. Crazy Father Suspected." Annie clicked on the link. She skimmed the page before going back to Fi. Supposedly, this crazy man who was obsessed with the Fibinacci Sequence was suspected for killing his daughter. Annie decided she would come back later, and bookmarked the page.
"This old mansion is a little creepy," typed Annie, "and this weird light has been showing up out of nowhere and then disappearing." Fi typed a bunch of question marks in response.
"That is strange," said Rockerbaby's message. "Did you tell Molly?" Annie was about to type her message when the screen faded.
"UGHHHH!" she screamed. A sleeping Jack came to a very rude awakening when he fell off the couch at the sound of Annie's scream. Quickly, he ran into Annie's room.
"What happened?" he panted.
"My stupid laptop just died! The plug must have fallen out!" Jack reached over and picked up the plug off of the floor.
"You plugged this in after I left the room, right?" he asked. Annie gave him a strange look.
"No," she replied. "It was already plugged in." Jack looked at her intensely.
"I swear Annie," he insisted. "The plug was laying right *here* when I left the room. You never plugged it in, did you?" Annie shook her head.
"I never touched the plug, but I was talking to Fi!"
"Quit lying, Annie. You really need to learn when to be serious and when to joke around." Frustrated, Jack stormed from the room.
"I'll show him," Annie mumbled. "He is always such a jerk! God, I wish Molly had stuck me with Carey, or Clu, or even Ned!" The teen waited until she heard Jack snoring in the other room, and then snuck off the bus.
Inside the mansion, Annie decided to try the key in the door upstairs. Keeping an eye out for Molly, she hurridly opened the door and rushed up the stairs. As she turned back around to stick some tape on the door (so it wouldn't lock her in!) the door slammed itself shut. Annie screeched and struggled to pull the door open. She had no luck, though; it was stuck tight. To make matters worse, she could hear strains of Molly's new song beginning, so nobody would be able to hear her yell. Jack had no clue where she was, either. Figuring she had nothing better to do, Annie charged up the steps. Again, she was met by a small light on the other side of the door.
"Hello?" the teen called. No anwer. Nervously, Annie took the rusted key out of her pocket. The door creaked open after a little force came from Annie's shoulder. What stood before her made her gasp and without warning, Annie tumbled head over heels down the narrow staircase with a scream. She landed with a sickening thud at the bottom of the closed door.