And I'm back with a second chapter!
Garet: Wow, your first update in two days.
Yeah, sorry about that, folks! I'm working on another fic for another
website that I work on...
Garet: Webmistresses Inc.
Yup. Anyway, here's the story!
Chapter 2: Cookies and Odd Voices
Garet's mom was an amazing cook, therefore she made amazing
cookies. Warm soft and full of gooey chocolate chips. When they were
fresh from the oven they were divine, and Garet's mom was just barely
pulling the last batch out when they all burst through the door.
"Oh, hello, sweetie!" Garet's mom smiled at him. "Do you all
want cookies?"
"Yes please!" they chorused, except for Picard, who was staring
out of the window.
"Alright," she smiled, and began handing out cookies. "One for
you and one for you and..."
She came to Picard, who was still transfixed with the window.
"Would you like a cookie, dear?"
Picard didn't say anything.
"Don't worry about him, mom," Garet assured her. "They don't
have any glass in Lemuria, he's still trying to figure it out."
"Oh...right..."
"There was a person out there," Picard was still staring at the
window.
"A person?" one of Jenna's eyebrow's rose.
"Yup. They were floating."
"Isaac..." a faint voice said.
"Not this again," Isaac groaned.
The faint voice persisted. "Isaac..."
And once again, it was gone.
"Okay, floating people, strange voices saying 'Isaac', I think
this is a bad case of dejavu from the House of Horrors," Garet growled.
"D'ya think Saturos and Menardi are behind this?"
"I doubt it, no hordes of zombies, no Hall of Mirrors, and they
promised to leave us alone, anyway," Isaac replied.
"We're talking aout Saturos and Menardi here, Isaac," Garet
reminded him.
"Ghosts can't lie," Ivan said quickly.
"It's true," Sheba backed him up. "Only living things lie, they
were dead, so they couldn't lie."
"Still seems might fishy to me," Garet crossed his arms.
And yes, Vil, this will be following the same vein of stupid horror
comedy as "House of Horrors". So yes, Picard will be stupid.
And Ice Angel, I actually don't know what Picard is like. It was just
rather humorous (to me, at least) to make him a complete moron. All I
know about Picard is that he's in prison when you first see him in The
Lost Age. Hey, Elena may have the Japanese version, but the only
Japanese word I can read is "Alex". (Elena: I understand Kraden too!
Or I assume it's Kraden at least...)
Garet: That's sad.
Oh, shut up. Anyway, review! Maybe someday eventually I'll get Isaac
back...
~*Somewhere far away*~
Kagome: Do you think he's cursed?
Inu Yasha: Always a possibility.
Isaac: ::thinking to himself "Y'know, this whole communication thing
would be a LOT easier if I was a Jupiter Adept..."::
Garet: Wow, your first update in two days.
Yeah, sorry about that, folks! I'm working on another fic for another
website that I work on...
Garet: Webmistresses Inc.
Yup. Anyway, here's the story!
Chapter 2: Cookies and Odd Voices
Garet's mom was an amazing cook, therefore she made amazing
cookies. Warm soft and full of gooey chocolate chips. When they were
fresh from the oven they were divine, and Garet's mom was just barely
pulling the last batch out when they all burst through the door.
"Oh, hello, sweetie!" Garet's mom smiled at him. "Do you all
want cookies?"
"Yes please!" they chorused, except for Picard, who was staring
out of the window.
"Alright," she smiled, and began handing out cookies. "One for
you and one for you and..."
She came to Picard, who was still transfixed with the window.
"Would you like a cookie, dear?"
Picard didn't say anything.
"Don't worry about him, mom," Garet assured her. "They don't
have any glass in Lemuria, he's still trying to figure it out."
"Oh...right..."
"There was a person out there," Picard was still staring at the
window.
"A person?" one of Jenna's eyebrow's rose.
"Yup. They were floating."
"Isaac..." a faint voice said.
"Not this again," Isaac groaned.
The faint voice persisted. "Isaac..."
And once again, it was gone.
"Okay, floating people, strange voices saying 'Isaac', I think
this is a bad case of dejavu from the House of Horrors," Garet growled.
"D'ya think Saturos and Menardi are behind this?"
"I doubt it, no hordes of zombies, no Hall of Mirrors, and they
promised to leave us alone, anyway," Isaac replied.
"We're talking aout Saturos and Menardi here, Isaac," Garet
reminded him.
"Ghosts can't lie," Ivan said quickly.
"It's true," Sheba backed him up. "Only living things lie, they
were dead, so they couldn't lie."
"Still seems might fishy to me," Garet crossed his arms.
And yes, Vil, this will be following the same vein of stupid horror
comedy as "House of Horrors". So yes, Picard will be stupid.
And Ice Angel, I actually don't know what Picard is like. It was just
rather humorous (to me, at least) to make him a complete moron. All I
know about Picard is that he's in prison when you first see him in The
Lost Age. Hey, Elena may have the Japanese version, but the only
Japanese word I can read is "Alex". (Elena: I understand Kraden too!
Or I assume it's Kraden at least...)
Garet: That's sad.
Oh, shut up. Anyway, review! Maybe someday eventually I'll get Isaac
back...
~*Somewhere far away*~
Kagome: Do you think he's cursed?
Inu Yasha: Always a possibility.
Isaac: ::thinking to himself "Y'know, this whole communication thing
would be a LOT easier if I was a Jupiter Adept..."::