Disclaimer: Due to a recent explanation given to me by a friend, I have come to the understanding that just because I have kidnapped these characters and have them chained in my closet does not mean they belong to me. Alas, Alveraz, O'Riely, and anyone else here in OZ remain the bitches of Tom Fontona (?) and Mr.Pancamo belongs to himself and is NO ONES bitch, (But Mr.PANDAcamo remains my bitch *background* Panda: WHA?! Plushie: Nothing.) ,while Melanie and Melissa (Bean) remain MY bitchs and I , of course, remain my own bitch(that sounded alot better in my head). The G- Boys of course belong to that guy who owns them.. and don't worry if you don't know them I've just used their names and looks, Their personalitys have been completely changed....No infringement is intended and no money was made from the production of this piece of fiction.
~*~*~*~Melanie~*~*~*~*
(in the kitchen with Pancamo and others)
Melanie waved her hand as the smoke billowed up from the stove Angela was working on, "Dude?"
"WHAT?!" Angela snarled as she struggled to put out the fire.
"Your cooking skills leave something to be desired."
"SHUT UP!" Angela snapped waving her hand in fron of her face, "Mr.Paaaaannnnncccaaaammmmooo?!"
"What?" came a shout from the other side of hte kitchen.
"Where's the fire putter outter thing?" With in three seconds Pancamo was by Angela's side holding the estingusher (sp?) and spraying the fire out.
"OK.." Pancmao took Angela by the arm and led her toward the food pantry, "Do you think you could stand here with out burning the place down?"
"I could try." Angela answered, "What do I do?"
"You keep track of what is taken from this room and who takes it." Pancamo handed her a clipboard and a pen, "It's easy."
"OK." Angela sat on the floor and watched Pancamo walk away. She was alone for two minutes when a guy with brown hair walked up to her, "Hi."
"Hi," The guy said, "I need a bag of potatos."
"Ok." Angela stood up and headed into the pantry and searched for the potatos, she found them easily and scowled when she reazlied that they where on a shelf about two feet above her out streached arms, "DUDE?"
"Yeah?" came the guys answer.
"Come here and get them yourself," Angela stepped back to wave him in, "I can't reach."
The guy came in and pulled the potatoes off the shelf, "Your short."
"So?" Angela demanded as she picked up the clipboard, "Name?"
"O'Riely." The guy took the potatoes and dragged them into the kitchen.
A Officer Howell marched over and looked down at Angela, "Shortall?"
"Howell?" Angela asked cheerfully.
"You and Collins have vistors." Howell looked down at the pad of paper of paper she had with her, "Duo Maxwell, and Melissa LaRouqe."
"That's GREAT!" Angela cried, "WHEN?"
"In an hour." Howell turned and walked away.
"MELANIE!!"
"ANGELA!!" Melanie walked over to Angela, "What?"
"Melissa and Duo are here to see us!" Angela cried.
"OH YEAH!" Melanie cried, "Not."
"What?" Angela glared at Melanie, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing," Melanie answered, "I'm just not sure about Melissa and Duo coming to see us... Together..."
Angela paused as her thoughts went flying through her head, "Oh god..Only evil can come.."
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~*~*~*~Melanie~*~*~*~*
(in the kitchen with Pancamo and others)
Melanie waved her hand as the smoke billowed up from the stove Angela was working on, "Dude?"
"WHAT?!" Angela snarled as she struggled to put out the fire.
"Your cooking skills leave something to be desired."
"SHUT UP!" Angela snapped waving her hand in fron of her face, "Mr.Paaaaannnnncccaaaammmmooo?!"
"What?" came a shout from the other side of hte kitchen.
"Where's the fire putter outter thing?" With in three seconds Pancamo was by Angela's side holding the estingusher (sp?) and spraying the fire out.
"OK.." Pancmao took Angela by the arm and led her toward the food pantry, "Do you think you could stand here with out burning the place down?"
"I could try." Angela answered, "What do I do?"
"You keep track of what is taken from this room and who takes it." Pancamo handed her a clipboard and a pen, "It's easy."
"OK." Angela sat on the floor and watched Pancamo walk away. She was alone for two minutes when a guy with brown hair walked up to her, "Hi."
"Hi," The guy said, "I need a bag of potatos."
"Ok." Angela stood up and headed into the pantry and searched for the potatos, she found them easily and scowled when she reazlied that they where on a shelf about two feet above her out streached arms, "DUDE?"
"Yeah?" came the guys answer.
"Come here and get them yourself," Angela stepped back to wave him in, "I can't reach."
The guy came in and pulled the potatoes off the shelf, "Your short."
"So?" Angela demanded as she picked up the clipboard, "Name?"
"O'Riely." The guy took the potatoes and dragged them into the kitchen.
A Officer Howell marched over and looked down at Angela, "Shortall?"
"Howell?" Angela asked cheerfully.
"You and Collins have vistors." Howell looked down at the pad of paper of paper she had with her, "Duo Maxwell, and Melissa LaRouqe."
"That's GREAT!" Angela cried, "WHEN?"
"In an hour." Howell turned and walked away.
"MELANIE!!"
"ANGELA!!" Melanie walked over to Angela, "What?"
"Melissa and Duo are here to see us!" Angela cried.
"OH YEAH!" Melanie cried, "Not."
"What?" Angela glared at Melanie, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing," Melanie answered, "I'm just not sure about Melissa and Duo coming to see us... Together..."
Angela paused as her thoughts went flying through her head, "Oh god..Only evil can come.."
Click the button... button the click... kcilc eht nottub... the button click... click button the...
Can you take a hint?