Disclaimer: So Weird ain't mine, and me ain't got none bananas!!! With that said, this story is mine. Read and review it, please!!!!!!
A/n: Greenness allusions will be understood by Tabetha.. It's just a pretty color!!
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Everything changed instantly as Clu entered. The room seemed to lighten a little bit, and it got warmer, and I could have sworn a pair of yellow, batlike eyes scurried away outside the window. I blinked, and then looked at Clu. He looked back numbly.
"Jack must be really excited about Gabe coming tomorrow, huh?" he initiated finally.
I cringed. How would my scheme to occupy Annie with stalking my brother ever succeed if that angel-wearing, vampire-uneducated woman wormed her way into the household?
Okay, it's not like I had always held a grudge against Gabe. It all started after I did a lot of thinking about the safety of my family, and of the Vampires. Sure, it had been Gabe who had saved Jack with the Angel necklace, but she was also the person who established him as an OSSN supporter. Now, the OSSN, or whatever they called themselves secretly, knew who we were, and knew where to find us. Oh heck, as if they really would try!
The bat-eyes glistened vaguely again, and then disappeared, just to insure that I would eat her words in retrospect.
"A Gabe? What is a Gabe?" I scratched my head perplexedly.
"Oh, come on, Fi; tell me you remember your brother's 'angel'!"
"I certainly do not. Please, enlighten me; tell me your angel thesis."
"You're the one with all the angel/weird stuff thesayses -- I mean, thaysayses -- I mean, thooseesis.... "
"Thesises, dahling." My eyes flashed in result to the familiar event of which Clu mispronounced words.
"Thanks."
We smiled at each other airily: we scarcely acknowledged the entrance of Jack and a snowy - skinned girl with sunbaked hair that cascaded down her back and over her shoulder. I knew her all too well.
"Hellooo, Gabe!" Clu greeted musically.
"Hi Gabe-riel," I coughed. Clu snickered. Jack shot me a chiding look. Then he turned his attention back to his beloved and smiled adoringly.
"Look what Gabe bought me!" he cried with glee. Clu and I looked at each other with shared skepticism.
"Another angel?" I remarked, and snorted.
Jack narrowed his eyebrows. "As a matter of fact, yes, she did."
Gabe beamed in delight. I stared at them. Then I rocketted out of the room in an attempt to conceal my wildly raging laughter. Clu, who shared the same mirth but seemed to stifle it more successfully, had the resolution to excuse himself before he left the room to join me in my rush of hysteria.
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"She thinks she can elude the Dark forces!"
Brent's eyes swirled maniacally, a blaze of fury illuminating his face like a lit match.
"She thinks that she can escape us! Well, we have more power than her.... More skill... More sources..... More craft." He smirked.
"We have Pete, don't we?"
Pete gargled a response from the corner of the room, at which he looked frightened, chilled, and as if he had seen way too much in too short a time. His skin was almost a transparent glaze over his bloodless interior. Worse than when he had alerted Fi in the hotel.
"Rita, Paige, have you brought the ceremonial music?"
The girls nodded and ambled over to a rusted, molted steel tabel, much according to an operation table. They set upon it a glorious green boombox ((yay Tabetha, green is the color of grass and seafoam and spinach and STEREOS!!)), and inserted a cassette into it. Brent closed his eyes in expectation of hearing the phantomlike, solemn tones pour out of the speakers.
The radio was defective, however, hence when Paige activated it, it spurted out the lyrics to MC Hammer's "Can't Touch This." Everybody winced and clasped their hands over their ears.
"PETE!!" Brent screamed, "SHUT IT OFF!!!"
Feebly, Pete stretched his hand to the stereo on the table and slapped it off. The vampires eardrums relaxed.
"Anyhoo!" Rita chirped jovially, "let's commence in summoning those immense masses of pure malice so we can get our blood back and turn Pete into a pillar of dust!" She grinned obliviously.
Brent arched an eyebrow. "Um.... Yah. I was going to say that just now. Pete, bring the capsule."
Pete was about to present the young evildoer with the tube of blood, until it registered in his mind that he could still rescue Fi. He was going to be condemned to an excruciatingly insignificant and covered-up death, either way.
He pitched the capsule into the air. Drops of blood flew out of it: glistened all over the walls and the metal plane of the table. The green stereo was stained with it.
"IT for you, Peter!!" Brent fumed, fangs protruding from his jaw.
"Say goodbye."
And suddenly, in a whirlwind of scarlet smoke and strangled cries, one of the Undead was expelled from existence.
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Understanding Tip: Sorry!! I love Pete, but he had to go, to show that the OSSN means business!! And also to show how they're going to successfully grasp their power once again, in spite of Pete's attempt to throw away more of their blood, so that they could not regain strength. BTW, remember to review!! It's right at the bottom of the page. "Submit Your Review." Ah, yay!
A/n: Greenness allusions will be understood by Tabetha.. It's just a pretty color!!
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Everything changed instantly as Clu entered. The room seemed to lighten a little bit, and it got warmer, and I could have sworn a pair of yellow, batlike eyes scurried away outside the window. I blinked, and then looked at Clu. He looked back numbly.
"Jack must be really excited about Gabe coming tomorrow, huh?" he initiated finally.
I cringed. How would my scheme to occupy Annie with stalking my brother ever succeed if that angel-wearing, vampire-uneducated woman wormed her way into the household?
Okay, it's not like I had always held a grudge against Gabe. It all started after I did a lot of thinking about the safety of my family, and of the Vampires. Sure, it had been Gabe who had saved Jack with the Angel necklace, but she was also the person who established him as an OSSN supporter. Now, the OSSN, or whatever they called themselves secretly, knew who we were, and knew where to find us. Oh heck, as if they really would try!
The bat-eyes glistened vaguely again, and then disappeared, just to insure that I would eat her words in retrospect.
"A Gabe? What is a Gabe?" I scratched my head perplexedly.
"Oh, come on, Fi; tell me you remember your brother's 'angel'!"
"I certainly do not. Please, enlighten me; tell me your angel thesis."
"You're the one with all the angel/weird stuff thesayses -- I mean, thaysayses -- I mean, thooseesis.... "
"Thesises, dahling." My eyes flashed in result to the familiar event of which Clu mispronounced words.
"Thanks."
We smiled at each other airily: we scarcely acknowledged the entrance of Jack and a snowy - skinned girl with sunbaked hair that cascaded down her back and over her shoulder. I knew her all too well.
"Hellooo, Gabe!" Clu greeted musically.
"Hi Gabe-riel," I coughed. Clu snickered. Jack shot me a chiding look. Then he turned his attention back to his beloved and smiled adoringly.
"Look what Gabe bought me!" he cried with glee. Clu and I looked at each other with shared skepticism.
"Another angel?" I remarked, and snorted.
Jack narrowed his eyebrows. "As a matter of fact, yes, she did."
Gabe beamed in delight. I stared at them. Then I rocketted out of the room in an attempt to conceal my wildly raging laughter. Clu, who shared the same mirth but seemed to stifle it more successfully, had the resolution to excuse himself before he left the room to join me in my rush of hysteria.
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"She thinks she can elude the Dark forces!"
Brent's eyes swirled maniacally, a blaze of fury illuminating his face like a lit match.
"She thinks that she can escape us! Well, we have more power than her.... More skill... More sources..... More craft." He smirked.
"We have Pete, don't we?"
Pete gargled a response from the corner of the room, at which he looked frightened, chilled, and as if he had seen way too much in too short a time. His skin was almost a transparent glaze over his bloodless interior. Worse than when he had alerted Fi in the hotel.
"Rita, Paige, have you brought the ceremonial music?"
The girls nodded and ambled over to a rusted, molted steel tabel, much according to an operation table. They set upon it a glorious green boombox ((yay Tabetha, green is the color of grass and seafoam and spinach and STEREOS!!)), and inserted a cassette into it. Brent closed his eyes in expectation of hearing the phantomlike, solemn tones pour out of the speakers.
The radio was defective, however, hence when Paige activated it, it spurted out the lyrics to MC Hammer's "Can't Touch This." Everybody winced and clasped their hands over their ears.
"PETE!!" Brent screamed, "SHUT IT OFF!!!"
Feebly, Pete stretched his hand to the stereo on the table and slapped it off. The vampires eardrums relaxed.
"Anyhoo!" Rita chirped jovially, "let's commence in summoning those immense masses of pure malice so we can get our blood back and turn Pete into a pillar of dust!" She grinned obliviously.
Brent arched an eyebrow. "Um.... Yah. I was going to say that just now. Pete, bring the capsule."
Pete was about to present the young evildoer with the tube of blood, until it registered in his mind that he could still rescue Fi. He was going to be condemned to an excruciatingly insignificant and covered-up death, either way.
He pitched the capsule into the air. Drops of blood flew out of it: glistened all over the walls and the metal plane of the table. The green stereo was stained with it.
"IT for you, Peter!!" Brent fumed, fangs protruding from his jaw.
"Say goodbye."
And suddenly, in a whirlwind of scarlet smoke and strangled cries, one of the Undead was expelled from existence.
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Understanding Tip: Sorry!! I love Pete, but he had to go, to show that the OSSN means business!! And also to show how they're going to successfully grasp their power once again, in spite of Pete's attempt to throw away more of their blood, so that they could not regain strength. BTW, remember to review!! It's right at the bottom of the page. "Submit Your Review." Ah, yay!
