OK! Time to work on this fic, woo. Sorry for the absence, but I got really stuck, hopefully I don't mess this up. And just so you know the Gray Man is NOT a drug dealer. A certain someone seemed to think that. :coughKojicough:
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As the Gray Man reached into his pocket Dib took a step back, not knowing what was gonna happen.
"Look mister…" He said calmly, "I'm not into any of that weed, crack, heroin, whatever you got, I'm not into it, alright?" He started to walk away but the Gray Man grabbed onto his wrist.
"I promise you'll like it, it'll help you, grant what you want and what they deserve..."
That caught Dib's interest and he stopped trying to pull away from the Gray Man's grip.
"Yea…? What is it…?"
The Gray Man pulled out of his pocket a long silver chain, on the end was a metal symbol, Dib had never seen anything like it, and it didn't look Japanese or anything like that. It was giving off a faint green glow and Dib felt strangely drawn to it.
"Just think Dib….this'll make whatever you want to happen come true…"
Dib reached for the necklace but the Gray Man pulled away.
"Ah ah ah…sign this first…" He pulled out a large faded scroll written with green ink. It was in some form of writing Dib couldn't read."
"What's it say…?" He asked.
"It's just a simple contract, I give you the necklace, you follow several rules. Don't show or tell anyone about it, don't get it wet, no wishing for impossible things, like wanting to fly or that stuff. Just sign on the dotted line, and fame and fortune is yours…"
He pulled out a large quill and held it out toward Dib. Dib knew better than to do this but it was like his hand was moving all by itself, he grabbed the quill and quickly scribbled his name on. He grabbed for the necklace but the man grabbed his hand again.
"Follow the rules, young man..." He grinned in a way that really made Dib wonder if that had been such a smart idea. Then got up and walked off, leaving Dib holding the necklace.
Dib put the necklace in his pocket and dashed into his house and up the stairs into his room, he locked the door behind him just in case.
"That was too much….." He walked over to his mirror, he did look pretty beaten up. He even had a bald spot where some of his hair had gotten ripped out.
"Heh…." He laughed slightly," "Now I'm gonna have to do a comb over..." (A/N: Comb on over! Comb on over baby! ^^;;;)
He then slipped the necklace around his neck. He was instantly greeted by a warm sensation through his body.
"Ok…let's see what this thing can do.." He took a deep breath and held onto the necklace, "I wish I was popular…"
Dib looked around, nothing had changed, nothing had happened, he still looked the same. Only he felt really stupid.
"I should have known, rip off…" He reached up to take off the necklace off but found that he couldn't. The latch wasn't stuck or anything, it's just that his hands weren't doing what they told him too. It was like...he couldn't describe it, but his hands wouldn't take off the necklace. He sighed and flopped down on his bed, wondering what kind of trouble this would cause him.
He looked at the clock that said 3pm, Gaz should be coming home soon. He decided he would take a little nap, he was awfully tired and stressed from the events of the day. He undressed down to his boxers and climbed under the covers. He heard the front door slam when his sister came in, and he heard her come up the stairs and go into his room.
"Doesn't even ask how I'm feeling..." He sighed, then closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, Gaz was sitting in her room.
"I want to go in and see how he's doing…" She thought to herself, "But I'm no good at understanding other people, I think it's deeper than just the psychical pain with him.."
She sighed as she picked up her Gameslave2 and started to play.
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Please R&R! Now pardon me while I go try and get the popcorn crumbs OUT OF MY EYE!
:scurries off:
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As the Gray Man reached into his pocket Dib took a step back, not knowing what was gonna happen.
"Look mister…" He said calmly, "I'm not into any of that weed, crack, heroin, whatever you got, I'm not into it, alright?" He started to walk away but the Gray Man grabbed onto his wrist.
"I promise you'll like it, it'll help you, grant what you want and what they deserve..."
That caught Dib's interest and he stopped trying to pull away from the Gray Man's grip.
"Yea…? What is it…?"
The Gray Man pulled out of his pocket a long silver chain, on the end was a metal symbol, Dib had never seen anything like it, and it didn't look Japanese or anything like that. It was giving off a faint green glow and Dib felt strangely drawn to it.
"Just think Dib….this'll make whatever you want to happen come true…"
Dib reached for the necklace but the Gray Man pulled away.
"Ah ah ah…sign this first…" He pulled out a large faded scroll written with green ink. It was in some form of writing Dib couldn't read."
"What's it say…?" He asked.
"It's just a simple contract, I give you the necklace, you follow several rules. Don't show or tell anyone about it, don't get it wet, no wishing for impossible things, like wanting to fly or that stuff. Just sign on the dotted line, and fame and fortune is yours…"
He pulled out a large quill and held it out toward Dib. Dib knew better than to do this but it was like his hand was moving all by itself, he grabbed the quill and quickly scribbled his name on. He grabbed for the necklace but the man grabbed his hand again.
"Follow the rules, young man..." He grinned in a way that really made Dib wonder if that had been such a smart idea. Then got up and walked off, leaving Dib holding the necklace.
Dib put the necklace in his pocket and dashed into his house and up the stairs into his room, he locked the door behind him just in case.
"That was too much….." He walked over to his mirror, he did look pretty beaten up. He even had a bald spot where some of his hair had gotten ripped out.
"Heh…." He laughed slightly," "Now I'm gonna have to do a comb over..." (A/N: Comb on over! Comb on over baby! ^^;;;)
He then slipped the necklace around his neck. He was instantly greeted by a warm sensation through his body.
"Ok…let's see what this thing can do.." He took a deep breath and held onto the necklace, "I wish I was popular…"
Dib looked around, nothing had changed, nothing had happened, he still looked the same. Only he felt really stupid.
"I should have known, rip off…" He reached up to take off the necklace off but found that he couldn't. The latch wasn't stuck or anything, it's just that his hands weren't doing what they told him too. It was like...he couldn't describe it, but his hands wouldn't take off the necklace. He sighed and flopped down on his bed, wondering what kind of trouble this would cause him.
He looked at the clock that said 3pm, Gaz should be coming home soon. He decided he would take a little nap, he was awfully tired and stressed from the events of the day. He undressed down to his boxers and climbed under the covers. He heard the front door slam when his sister came in, and he heard her come up the stairs and go into his room.
"Doesn't even ask how I'm feeling..." He sighed, then closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, Gaz was sitting in her room.
"I want to go in and see how he's doing…" She thought to herself, "But I'm no good at understanding other people, I think it's deeper than just the psychical pain with him.."
She sighed as she picked up her Gameslave2 and started to play.
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Please R&R! Now pardon me while I go try and get the popcorn crumbs OUT OF MY EYE!
:scurries off:
