Not That I Care
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I detest you.
I was not created to care for anyone or anything, simply put. Born the youngest of my family – the child, without friends. Not that I cared, of course: after all, when one controls a continent…You thought I was a friend. You told me we were friends, and treated me as one. It was…odd. Having a friend, that is. Not that I cared.
I am confused. *You* are responsible in part for the loss my tail, for my being sealed once more, for assisting in foiling Brother Shendu's plans not once, or twice, but three times! So, then, why am I sitting here, in this horrid, empty Demon Realm, holding this idiotic moose camera and playing the recording you made over and over? You seem worried in the recording, a little scared, but, nonetheless, both brave and determined. Not that I care.
Humiliating – the whole situation is mortifying beyond belief! When Shendu is granted a respite from the punishment dealt upon him by the others and I, I am teased by a sister or a brother. It is hilarious in their eyes that the youngest of the clan would become so infatuated with a mortal she-child, and they could never pass up the chance to torment me because of it. And, despite the fact that you have the most…engulfing eyes I have ever seen, I refuse to admit anything. It isn't as if I care, after all.
Betrayal; I betrayed your trust without a thought, all for my tail. You were hurt, as your golden eyes showed. Your friend, 'Seymour,' was a demon, and one who paid no heed to destroying whatever friendship existed betwixt us. It was the only time I had ever felt remorse, or the like, at tricking someone to my advantage. It remains the only time. For once…I had a friend. Not that I care.
A friend: someone who trusted me, cared about me, liked me…someone who smiled at me, without fear, and enjoyed spending time with me…
Jade…
So I am stuck here, watching you over and over on the screen of this imbecilic moose.
Not that I care.
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Author's Notes: This is what I have taken to calling 'chaos writing.' I saw the Hsi Wu episode back when it first aired, and I became an Hsi Wu/Jade fan before the episode was even halfway through. Yes. I speak the truth.
You all have no idea the elation I felt upon discovering the Jackie Chan Adventures section of ff.net, and…Hsi Wu/Jade fics! Yay! :] So, I suppose this is an odd little contribution to the JCA section, not that this was needed terribly. Or needed at all. *sweatdrops* Well, always keep in mind that it could be worse: I could have written the Valentine's Day comedy I was planning! *laughs*
[Review…or I'll write a Jackie/Viper songfic with a Garth Brooks song!]
[PS~ Not that I don't like Jackie/Viper. Or Garth Brooks. Heheh…]
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I detest you.
I was not created to care for anyone or anything, simply put. Born the youngest of my family – the child, without friends. Not that I cared, of course: after all, when one controls a continent…You thought I was a friend. You told me we were friends, and treated me as one. It was…odd. Having a friend, that is. Not that I cared.
I am confused. *You* are responsible in part for the loss my tail, for my being sealed once more, for assisting in foiling Brother Shendu's plans not once, or twice, but three times! So, then, why am I sitting here, in this horrid, empty Demon Realm, holding this idiotic moose camera and playing the recording you made over and over? You seem worried in the recording, a little scared, but, nonetheless, both brave and determined. Not that I care.
Humiliating – the whole situation is mortifying beyond belief! When Shendu is granted a respite from the punishment dealt upon him by the others and I, I am teased by a sister or a brother. It is hilarious in their eyes that the youngest of the clan would become so infatuated with a mortal she-child, and they could never pass up the chance to torment me because of it. And, despite the fact that you have the most…engulfing eyes I have ever seen, I refuse to admit anything. It isn't as if I care, after all.
Betrayal; I betrayed your trust without a thought, all for my tail. You were hurt, as your golden eyes showed. Your friend, 'Seymour,' was a demon, and one who paid no heed to destroying whatever friendship existed betwixt us. It was the only time I had ever felt remorse, or the like, at tricking someone to my advantage. It remains the only time. For once…I had a friend. Not that I care.
A friend: someone who trusted me, cared about me, liked me…someone who smiled at me, without fear, and enjoyed spending time with me…
Jade…
So I am stuck here, watching you over and over on the screen of this imbecilic moose.
Not that I care.
*
Author's Notes: This is what I have taken to calling 'chaos writing.' I saw the Hsi Wu episode back when it first aired, and I became an Hsi Wu/Jade fan before the episode was even halfway through. Yes. I speak the truth.
You all have no idea the elation I felt upon discovering the Jackie Chan Adventures section of ff.net, and…Hsi Wu/Jade fics! Yay! :] So, I suppose this is an odd little contribution to the JCA section, not that this was needed terribly. Or needed at all. *sweatdrops* Well, always keep in mind that it could be worse: I could have written the Valentine's Day comedy I was planning! *laughs*
[Review…or I'll write a Jackie/Viper songfic with a Garth Brooks song!]
[PS~ Not that I don't like Jackie/Viper. Or Garth Brooks. Heheh…]