Part 5:
I returned to class. Computer Lit. Taught by Buffy-land's own Ms. Calender.
Now we're dealing with ghosts too? Groovy.
"Mum!" Bethan exclaimed and raced out of the class. Tara shook Ms. Calender's hand and introduced herself. Despite living (and dying) in the same universe the two hadn't met.
Jean Grey walked in.
"But, you aren't dead," I pointed out. She gave me a faintly evil smile.
"Depends on when and where, daughter," she winked and sat next too me.
"Great-" my snarky comment was cut off by Craig running into the room with a pretty brunette behind him.
"Look! Look! My mom isn't dead after all!" He shouted gleefully.
"Heartwarming story," I couldn't tell if Jean was being sarcastic or not. Rachel suddenly materialized in the other seat next to me.
Wait, I'm confused. Rachel and Kelsey aren't dead.
Actually, that depends on which ending you read.
Oh right. I forgot about the alternate ending. Gotta love indecisive fic writers.
Be nice, AND be quiet!
"So," Rachel greeted me, "Ghost class?"
"Apparently so. Rach?"
"Yeah sis?"
"Honestly, does any of this seem at all weird to you? Don't ask if I'm okay, just answer the question," I requested.
"Honestly? No, not any weirder than real life," I grasped at the statement.
"By weirder than real life, do you mean weird Yeerk battles, or life life?"
"I dunno. I guess they're the same thing, aren't they?" Rachel observed.
Oooh, deep.
Thus ends a very short chapter of The Great Portable Fanfic.
I returned to class. Computer Lit. Taught by Buffy-land's own Ms. Calender.
Now we're dealing with ghosts too? Groovy.
"Mum!" Bethan exclaimed and raced out of the class. Tara shook Ms. Calender's hand and introduced herself. Despite living (and dying) in the same universe the two hadn't met.
Jean Grey walked in.
"But, you aren't dead," I pointed out. She gave me a faintly evil smile.
"Depends on when and where, daughter," she winked and sat next too me.
"Great-" my snarky comment was cut off by Craig running into the room with a pretty brunette behind him.
"Look! Look! My mom isn't dead after all!" He shouted gleefully.
"Heartwarming story," I couldn't tell if Jean was being sarcastic or not. Rachel suddenly materialized in the other seat next to me.
Wait, I'm confused. Rachel and Kelsey aren't dead.
Actually, that depends on which ending you read.
Oh right. I forgot about the alternate ending. Gotta love indecisive fic writers.
Be nice, AND be quiet!
"So," Rachel greeted me, "Ghost class?"
"Apparently so. Rach?"
"Yeah sis?"
"Honestly, does any of this seem at all weird to you? Don't ask if I'm okay, just answer the question," I requested.
"Honestly? No, not any weirder than real life," I grasped at the statement.
"By weirder than real life, do you mean weird Yeerk battles, or life life?"
"I dunno. I guess they're the same thing, aren't they?" Rachel observed.
Oooh, deep.
Thus ends a very short chapter of The Great Portable Fanfic.