Chapter 4:
"Hey, you left early this morning," Sean observed.
"Yeah. I kinda... couldn't deal with everyone at the house," I told him.
"You okay?" Sean asked with the instant concern my fantasy guys are noted for. I hid a smile.
"Yeah, I'm okay. But, I could use a hug," I couldn't hide my grin as Sean obliged.
Woo-hoo! That's my girl!
Way to manipulate the situation to you advantage!
Hear, hear!
"Sean, I gotta go," I rushed off to greet Jake. Or Bobby.
"Hey there," the hot blond greeted me with a kiss. Nutmeg. Jake.
Wait. She can't tell the difference?
The melodrama escalates.
"Jake," I snuggled close to him.
"Kels, Tobias is worried about you." Jake informed me.
"I know, but I'm completely fine."
"You sure?" he pressed.
"Totally, but, have you noticed anything, I don't know, odd going on?" I asked him.
"Besides you?" Jake asked, "No. No other weirdness." I pretended him.
"I gotta run Jake," I told him and hurried towards Miles.
"Did she talk to you?" Miles greeted me.
"Who? About what?"
"Anya," Miles elaborated minimally.
"Oh. No, she got arrested by the guys from NYPD Blue before she got the chance," I explained.
"I see. Good. She's an air-time killer."
"True. What was she going to tell me?" I asked.
"Um, nothing. Lies. Don't worry about it," Miles rushed away leaving me baffled.
Ooh mystery!
He's cheating on her. I'm telling you, he's cheating on her!
You have no faith in Miles do you?
Can you blame me?
I thought we discussed this. He's only acting out for attention 'cause he's jealous of Chris.
Or he could just be a jerk.
He's too cute to be just a jerk.
That's deep. And what about Abby's dad? He's cute and he turned out to be a jerk.
That was reality, it doesn't count. Besides he wasn't as cute when he was clean and up close.
Whatever. No, Miles is just a big jerky-head.
Jerky-head? You're wrong. How can we share the same brain and disagree?
Dunno. Can we please get back to The Great Portable Fanfic now?
Sure!
"Okay, that was weird-er," I muttered as Miles left.
"Kelsey? Can we talk?" Cyclops approached me.
"What's up Scott?"
"Um, I know you, and your personalities, are in love with me," he explained.
Is he talking about us?
No. I think he's talking specifically about Samantha and Morgan, and about Amanda/Jennifer/Alexia/Kay generally.
Oh. Okay. Doesn't matter anyway, we're still famous.
Back to the fic?
Uh-huh.
"Right," I confirmed.
"And I know Jean's a big skanky hoe. And mean."
YES!
"And apparently my mother," I pointed out.
"Oh right. I heard about that. But she's not Morgan's mom is she?" Scott looked hopeful.
"I don't think she is," I agreed.
"Well, can you, bring Morgan out?" Scott asked.
"I don't really know. I've never done anything like this before," I warned.
"Try," Scott pleaded.
"For the record Samantha is very disappointed," I contorted my face and Morgan popped out of my right ear. "That's new."
Whoa! Just when I thought this story couldn't get weirder, it did.
That explains her ear issues though.
It's awfully, Yeerk-esque though.
It also explains why we're deaf in our right ear.
Why? 'Cause all our personalities are blocking the enterance?
Precisely.
I was being sarcastic. This is getting just too weird... can we please get back to The Great Portable Fanfic?
Of course.
Scott kissed Morgan who apparently didn't taste like earwax. They linked arms without so much as a 'Thank you for freeing me from your inner-ear.' I rubbed my right ear.
"Who's Scott with?" Bobby asked coming up from behind me.
"Morgan. She used to live in my inner-ear," I told him seriously.
"You are so strange!" he kissed me.
"Hey. That's my girlfried!" Jake broke us apart and Bobby and Jake found themselves face to face.
"No she's MY girlfriend," Bobby insisted.
"It doesn't matter! You're the same guy!" I pointed out.
"Yeah, me!" Actor popped-up out of the ground.
"You have a twin," I pointed out, " just look at these as your other brothers."
Actor ignored me and sucked Jake and Bobby into his ears.
Oh no. I can't handle more ear-people.
Ssh! I wanna find out what happens next!
"So does this mean you're my boyfriend-squared?" I asked Actor hopefully.
"Nice try," he staed as he sunk back into the ground.
I think I'm getting a headache.
Does the brain actually feel pain?
Grr!
"Hey, you left early this morning," Sean observed.
"Yeah. I kinda... couldn't deal with everyone at the house," I told him.
"You okay?" Sean asked with the instant concern my fantasy guys are noted for. I hid a smile.
"Yeah, I'm okay. But, I could use a hug," I couldn't hide my grin as Sean obliged.
Woo-hoo! That's my girl!
Way to manipulate the situation to you advantage!
Hear, hear!
"Sean, I gotta go," I rushed off to greet Jake. Or Bobby.
"Hey there," the hot blond greeted me with a kiss. Nutmeg. Jake.
Wait. She can't tell the difference?
The melodrama escalates.
"Jake," I snuggled close to him.
"Kels, Tobias is worried about you." Jake informed me.
"I know, but I'm completely fine."
"You sure?" he pressed.
"Totally, but, have you noticed anything, I don't know, odd going on?" I asked him.
"Besides you?" Jake asked, "No. No other weirdness." I pretended him.
"I gotta run Jake," I told him and hurried towards Miles.
"Did she talk to you?" Miles greeted me.
"Who? About what?"
"Anya," Miles elaborated minimally.
"Oh. No, she got arrested by the guys from NYPD Blue before she got the chance," I explained.
"I see. Good. She's an air-time killer."
"True. What was she going to tell me?" I asked.
"Um, nothing. Lies. Don't worry about it," Miles rushed away leaving me baffled.
Ooh mystery!
He's cheating on her. I'm telling you, he's cheating on her!
You have no faith in Miles do you?
Can you blame me?
I thought we discussed this. He's only acting out for attention 'cause he's jealous of Chris.
Or he could just be a jerk.
He's too cute to be just a jerk.
That's deep. And what about Abby's dad? He's cute and he turned out to be a jerk.
That was reality, it doesn't count. Besides he wasn't as cute when he was clean and up close.
Whatever. No, Miles is just a big jerky-head.
Jerky-head? You're wrong. How can we share the same brain and disagree?
Dunno. Can we please get back to The Great Portable Fanfic now?
Sure!
"Okay, that was weird-er," I muttered as Miles left.
"Kelsey? Can we talk?" Cyclops approached me.
"What's up Scott?"
"Um, I know you, and your personalities, are in love with me," he explained.
Is he talking about us?
No. I think he's talking specifically about Samantha and Morgan, and about Amanda/Jennifer/Alexia/Kay generally.
Oh. Okay. Doesn't matter anyway, we're still famous.
Back to the fic?
Uh-huh.
"Right," I confirmed.
"And I know Jean's a big skanky hoe. And mean."
YES!
"And apparently my mother," I pointed out.
"Oh right. I heard about that. But she's not Morgan's mom is she?" Scott looked hopeful.
"I don't think she is," I agreed.
"Well, can you, bring Morgan out?" Scott asked.
"I don't really know. I've never done anything like this before," I warned.
"Try," Scott pleaded.
"For the record Samantha is very disappointed," I contorted my face and Morgan popped out of my right ear. "That's new."
Whoa! Just when I thought this story couldn't get weirder, it did.
That explains her ear issues though.
It's awfully, Yeerk-esque though.
It also explains why we're deaf in our right ear.
Why? 'Cause all our personalities are blocking the enterance?
Precisely.
I was being sarcastic. This is getting just too weird... can we please get back to The Great Portable Fanfic?
Of course.
Scott kissed Morgan who apparently didn't taste like earwax. They linked arms without so much as a 'Thank you for freeing me from your inner-ear.' I rubbed my right ear.
"Who's Scott with?" Bobby asked coming up from behind me.
"Morgan. She used to live in my inner-ear," I told him seriously.
"You are so strange!" he kissed me.
"Hey. That's my girlfried!" Jake broke us apart and Bobby and Jake found themselves face to face.
"No she's MY girlfriend," Bobby insisted.
"It doesn't matter! You're the same guy!" I pointed out.
"Yeah, me!" Actor popped-up out of the ground.
"You have a twin," I pointed out, " just look at these as your other brothers."
Actor ignored me and sucked Jake and Bobby into his ears.
Oh no. I can't handle more ear-people.
Ssh! I wanna find out what happens next!
"So does this mean you're my boyfriend-squared?" I asked Actor hopefully.
"Nice try," he staed as he sunk back into the ground.
I think I'm getting a headache.
Does the brain actually feel pain?
Grr!