This chapter isn't quite as funny as the last, so I'm pre-sorry to disappoint you.
Make sure to read notes at end for more my replies and such...ENJOY!!
This chapter was edited for content by Shadow Phenix - 2002.09.26
Chapter V - Whiskey In the Jar-O
2.5 HOURS AFTER CHAPTER 4's LAST EVENTS...
Marron watched the spirits as they tossed clothing all around her room. "You guys are cleaning this mess, you know."
They stopped momentarily, glanced at Marron, shrugged, then went back to what they had previously been doing. Epica was in her closet, while her sister searched each drawer of a chest-of-drawers.
"What on Earth are you two looking for anyway?"
"Something sexy," Elese said as though it was a customary event.
"I can't believe that out of all of those clothes, we failed to get anything remotely stimulating."
"We got a lot of nice dresses."
"We need something you can move around in."
"What for?"
"Oh nothing," Epica laughed a bit.
"Tell me."
"You'll find out, in due time, my dear."
"Hey guys, if you can just use your magic to change something into something sexy, why are you doing all this work?"
The sisters looked at each other. "Oh yeah." They stood back and took in her appearance. She wore a plain, white shirt, and black shorts.
"Well, at least the black can stay." Elese snapped her fingers, and the white top became a black sports bra. The shorts turned into pants.
"Flare the pants," Epica instructed.
*Snap.* She snapped once more, and Marron's green hair went into a ponytail, with a dark violet ribbon holding it in place.
"Much better."
"Umm, guys, why am I wearing this?"
"We're expecting a visitor."
"I'm going to meet a visitor wearing this thing? It looks like a dance outfit."
"Your point would be...?"
"Well, isn't it a little--"
"Inappropriate for a visitor?" Epica finished.
"Yeah."
"Nope. What do you think, Elese?"
"Looks great to me."
"Why don't the two of you just clue me in on what you're up to?"
"Cause this is much more fun."
"Why me?" The phone rang, and she rushed over to it. "Moshi! Moshi!"
"Hey, Marron! You will never believe this--"
"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that...I've recently been taken to believing in the unbelievable," she informed an excited Bura.
"Well anyway, Trunks just got home from work, and apparently, he had an unfortunate run in with some girl at your studio."
'He sure did.'
"Okay, he's out of earshot now. Dish!"
"What?"
"C'mon, gimme some details. I know it had to be you...well, Rayne, so tell me what happened."
"Well, I...Rayne was dancing, and Trunks came in, looking for me--I mean Marron. The spirits had called him there. Anyway, he thought that there was some emergency, so he rushed over, and found m--Rayne instead. So, he kept talking to me, and I was trying to get away, but he grabbed me, and Elese smashed him in the eye."
"That's great!" Bura was a little too happy that her brother had gotten hurt, once again.
"Hurry up. We have work to do."
"Geez, you're pushy," Marron half-glared at Epica.
"What's up?" Bura asked.
"The spirit wants me off the phone, so she can make me look like a baka again."
"Ahh. Well then, far be it for me to stand in the way of progress. Good luck!" The blue haired wonder disconnected.
"Good luck? With what?"
"Seems Bura thinks the same way that we do."
"Indeed."
Elese peaked out of a window, then glanced at a clock. "It's almost time."
"Almost time? Time for what?! TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON!!!!"
"Why don't we go outside for a while? It'll help you loosen up."
Marron's eyes narrowed, but she decided that some fresh air might be the only thing to keep her from going completely insane at the moment. (Okay, just to clear this up, Marron's apartment is sort of like a house, and she has it and the yard all to herself. Wish I lived there.)
"You know what you should do in this nice, comfortable atmosphere?"
'Here it comes,' she thought. "What?" she asked through her teeth.
"Exercise."
"What? Why?"
"Hey, I've been in that body," Epica began, "and it isn't exactly fit. You should tone up."
It was completely dark outside, aside from the full moon, and the stars, and the spirits wanted her to work out?! "I knew it! You two ARE insane. Why me, Dende?! Of all the people in the world, I was chosen to receive the help of two UTTERLY INSANE spirits!!"
"Calm down, Girl. There is a purpose for this."
"You promised to trust us. Now follow through, or prepare to spend the rest of your life in love with someone who will never return those feelings. Have you forgotten our offer?"
"No," Marron admitted quietly. What they had offered her was her life. How could she not do everything in her power to help them succeed? "Alright, alright. I'll exercise." She started doing some jumping jacks. "What fun. Oh joy. Oh rapture."
"Shhhh."
"Anything yet?" Elese questioned her sister.
"Not...Oh yeah. There it is."
"Wh-hat?" Marron asked as she continued with the exercises.
Epica supported on arm on the other, stretched out her fingers, and began to count, "Five...four...three...two...Right on time."
"Huh?" Marron happened to look up at the sky, to see what had interested Epica so, and there he was, Trunks Briefs, flying through the air, away from his home. As if on cue, he happened to glance down and see her. He quickly altered his course, and landed softly on the ground, about ten feet in front of her.
"Well well, if it isn't the lovely Miss Rayne."
Marron had been about to cease her jumping-jacks, when Elese jumped into her body, and kept going. "Hello, Mr. Briefs. So nice to see you again."
"Nice to see you too."
Marron watched as his eyes intensely followed her bouncing breasts. 'So this is what it takes to get his attention,' she thought. 'Got that right,' Elese agreed. "Is there something that I can help you with?"
"Yes, actually. I was wondering if you knew where I could find some frozen meat at this hour. We were fresh out at home." He stepped into the light a little more.
She could see a bit of yellow beginning to form around his left eye. "Gee, that must hurt. You know, Mr. Briefs, I do realize that I was rather rude earlier. I mean who knows, you could be a future client of Marron's, and I wouldn't want to drive away her business."
"Oh you don't have to worry about that. Dancing isn't my thing."
"Oh? That's too bad. In any event, I am very sorry about it." 'No I'm not!'
"That's alright. I probably deserved it. My sister says that I deserve most of what I get."
'That's because she isn't an idiot.' She stopped jumping. "So, Mr. Briefs, I happen to have worked up quite a hunger. Would you like to have some dinner with me?" 'What?' Marron shrieked in her mind. 'Don't ask him to dinner!'
"Sounds great. Say, isn't this Marron' s apartment?" He asked as he followed her inside.
"Yes. I just moved here recently, and Marron offered her extra room to me."
"That was nice."
"Yes." Elese jumped from her body. Marron was about to instruct him to go, when Epica replaced her sister. She closed the door behind him, and went to the kitchen to check the refrigerator. Trunks followed, almost like an obedient child. "Hmm," 'Is he looking?' Epica was swishing her bottom, as it protruded from the fridge.
"Oh yeah," Elese replied.
'Good.' "Uhh-oh! Looks like I'm out if food. Is a salad okay?" She raised her head from behind the white door, and gave him a questioning glance, as she caught him staring.
"Huh? What was that?"
"Would you like a salad? It's all I have."
"That's fine."
She pulled out the vegetables, and dressing, and kicked the door closed.
"Oh, let me help you," he said, noticing her full arms.
"Thanks." They got everything to the counter, and Epica grabbed a huge knife. Marron smiled at Trunks, who got a little wide-eyed, and began to chop...rather loudly, enjoying watching Trunks jump as the blade made contact with the counter surface. She turned her head to face him. "Do I make you nervous, Mr. Briefs?"
"No-no. I just don't know how safe I am around you, when you have a weapon."
Epica started moving the knife around, and Marron, realizing what she was about to do, struggled with her, and tried to return her head to it's forward position.
"Umm, you might wanna watch what you're--"
He was too late, as Epica had control over the instrument, and maneuvered it so that it sliced right down the center Marron's hand. (Perpendicular to her wrist.) She immediately left her body. Infuriated and experiencing quite a large amount of pain from the small slash, Marron howled and began screeching obscenities at Epica, which she hadn't even know she knew. (*blinks* Interesting. I make it a point to know my obscenities. *Mr. Goodbars*)
Trunks rushed over, and grabbed her hand, placing it under some cold water, before wrapping it with a paper towel, and asking, "Do you know where the first aide kid it?"
"In the bathroom," she bit her lip as the tears stung her eyes.
"I'll be right back," he assured her, after pushing her into one of the kitchen chairs, and rushing off.
'What the home for eternal losers possessed you to do that?'
"It worked, didn't it."
'Worked?! Yeah, Epica. You sliced me real good. That was so wonderful of you.'
"Hey, I needed to break the tension."
Trunks returned, first-aide kit in hand, and pulled off the paper towel. "Exactly how did you manage to do that?"
"The knife just slipped." She smiled weakly.
"This is going to burn." He poured some antiseptic over the cut, and heard her sharp intake of breath. "Okay?"
"Yeah." 'Go away. You're too close. Oh damn he smells good.'
Epica, who sat on the table, shoved her finger into the cut.
"Oww! Oww oww oww!!!!" More tears fell.
'Stay focused,' Epica warned.
'You bitch.'
"Damn straight."
"Yuck, it seems to be bleeding worse." Trunks pressed a gauze onto it. Once the blood slowed, he treated it with peroxide, then added some cream ointment, and gave it a new bandage. (You ever notice that bandage and bondage have a one letter difference?) "All better." He bent his head to kiss her injured palm.
"Thanks."
He stood. "So, hows about I take you out for din-din?" (I'm sorry! I couldn't resist that either.)
Elese jumped at the chance, and into Marron's body. "Sure."
Well, that's all for now.
Yes, I know, this one was a little short, but contrary to popular belief, college is not very easy...or rather, it is very..stimulating...
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