THE YOUNG AND THE BRAINLESS: JESSE KILMARTIN
Disclaimer: Me does a not own this a show or it's a characters so please don't a sue me or get offended. I like to screw with their heads. Mua ha ha ha! But seriously folks, I go places no one rarely does, so if you are sensitive, don't read on...
Rating: PG 13+ (so kiddies ask your parents before reading this, I don't want to be responsible for scarring you all for life...)
NB: And after saying all that, this story isn't really that offensive or anything, I was just being CAREFUL. Because I don't want to trip myself up...literally, I am a klutz. Woo, believe me I have some VERY funny stories, but I will save them for another time...
Synopsis: We go back down the dark recess of time to stumble upon a young teen named Jesse, who wants more than anything, to be accepted. But will he...?
*************JESSE KILMARTIN AND A CARDBOARD CARTON*******************************
There was a tense silence. Noah turned to his wife and embraced her. Any minute now they were going to find out the truth....
At that moment the doors flew open and one of the geneticists, Mason Eckhart was standing there, he walked over to the nervous couple...
"There is good news...." The couple smiled..."And there is bad news." Noah gasped. "What?!!? What is the bad news??" He asked frantically...Mason sighed. "We were able to cure Jesse's deficiency...but I am afraid there may be some side effects..."The woman gasped. "Like what?" She asked quickly. Mason rubbed his eyes, it had been a long night, and the kid had cried the whole way through. "He may have some physical side effects, or maybe some mental side effects, but that isn't likely...if anything concerns you, please come back and see us." The couple nodded and with that they sadly went to the room where their little boy lay fast asleep unaware of the pain that was before him....
--------1 year later......-------
"Happy birthday to you....happy birthday to you....happy birthday dear Jesse.....happy birthday to you! Hurrah!!!" All of Jesse's friends and families surrounded the little boy as he blew out the two candles on his birthday cake. He grinned a toothy grin and held up the new care bear he had gotten for his birthday.
His parents smiled happily. Everything was going to be fine...
-------------15 years later.....-------------
The front door slammed and a tall, blonde haired boy ran up the stairs clutching his instrument. His mother came out of the kitchen and looked up the stairs concerned. She sighed, he was so moody lately, it was as if he had PMS or something...
Jesse ran into his room, threw his instrument on the floor and fell on his bed. He then burst into tears, crying over the pain of his rejection. Why didn't they choose him? He had practiced for SO long! He wanted nothing more to be in the school band and march, so he would be cool enough to go up the social ladder.
Jesse sighed and rolled over. Maybe the triangle just wasn't his instrument.maybe he should try the clarinet? No, he thought. He should just do what his father said and join the football team and
"be a man." Jesse didn't want to be a man. He just wanted to be in the band. Jesse wiped his tears away and reached under his bed for the cardboard box, Cuddles' new home. His father didn't think it was right for a 17 year old boy to still be sleeping with a teddy, so Cuddles was banished to his new home.under the bed.
-------THE NEXT DAY-----
Jesse was on the bus holding his triangle; he would have to take it back to the music department.again. He looked up to the front of the bus and saw Gary, Larry and Glenn holding their respective instruments while discussing the up coming pep rally. Jesse sighed. He wished more than anything he could be with them, play with them, hang with them, get the snot bashed out of them.with them.at school he got off the bus and walked solemnly to home room.time for another day.
.. At lunch time Jesse was feeling dejected, he got an A in Info Tech, but Larry, Garry and Glenn didn't invite him to the band party on the weekend. Instead he was invited to the captain of the football team house for a beer party and the head cheerleader had asked him out again. Jesse sighed, was he EVER going to be accepted in this school? Jesse went to his locker and grabbed his bags; he was going to go home.
.. At home.. Jesse walked in to the kitchen and saw a letter lying on the table addressed to him. Maybe one of the Colleges had written back, it was about time. He left it there and went upstairs. He looked under his bed for his triangle "dinger" as he called it, but it wasn't there, instead he saw Cuddles' box and reached for it.then he drew his hand back with a frown. No 17 year old boy still had a teddy; he was such a loser.. he made a mental note to throw it out tomorrow, as if a teddy bear would ever be important in his future.. as if..
He got up from his bed and went down stairs to the kitchen, he hoped Larry wouldn't be too annoyed he lost the only triangle "dinger." He really was never meant for the music world. He opened the fridge and saw it was empty. Dammit, he would have to go down the street. Great. He put on his new mules and headed off down towards the milk bar. .
--------------OUTSIDE THE MILKBAR------------- A Jesse sauntered up to the local drug store he noticed Jeff, the captain of the Football team, bashing the snot out of Glenn the trombone player. Jesse just stalked past them as Jeff waved in greeting. He walked over to the dairy section and reached for some milk.as the cool air reached his senses he suddenly began to turn hard.Jesse jumped from the fridge in shock and looked up to see a petite blond looking at him quizzically. He just grabbed the low fat soymilk and headed for the counter shivering.what the heck had happened to him.? Too many weird things had happened recently, a ball flying through him, turning hard, not eligible for the band, dad buying a padded bra.. things were just ODD at the moment.. up ahead in the queue the blonde woman was talking to a curly haired man who was buying a case of Jack Daniels.they turned around and stared at Jesse who shivered and left the store with out buying his favourite low fat soymilk.
As Jesse was walking home, or stumbling, in his mules he heard a voice call out behind him. "JESSE! Come back! Jesse! We want to talk to you.!" Jesse just kept on walking until he heard a growl and someone jumped in front of him.the blonde girl. "You will stop when you are asked too.. if you know what is good for you.."Jesse's face lit up in recognition. "Your Shalimar Fox, the ho from the trailer park! My my, have I heard stories about you!" The woman snarled as the curly haired man caught up. "Geeze, I am so unfit." He puffed.. then he turned to Jesse. "Jesse, I know how discontent you are.how you feel left out.how you want to be accepted...feel loved." Jesse frowned, how did this guy know this...The curly haired man smiled... "We snuck into your house and read your diary..." Jesse gasped." But that is another story..anyway...Shalimar and I are offering you the chance of acceptance, fulfillment and happiness..you can have a new life...if you come with us." Jesse looked at both of them for a moment and then he slowly turned away..
------LATER THAT NIGHT-------
"Jesse! Jesse! Dinner is ready!" His mother called up the stairs. Where was he? He had been gone for hours. She sighed, and she had cooked his favourite meal and everything. She slowly made her way up stairs to his room. "Jesse!" She said as she opened his door. She stopped. Something was wrong.his bag was gone as was his laptop. Where was he? Suddenly she bent down and looked under the bed. "Please be there, PLEASE be there..oh my darling Jesse!" She reached under the bed and felt nothing.. nothing but total emptiness.
Jesse Kilmartin and the cardboard carton had gone.
Disclaimer: Me does a not own this a show or it's a characters so please don't a sue me or get offended. I like to screw with their heads. Mua ha ha ha! But seriously folks, I go places no one rarely does, so if you are sensitive, don't read on...
Rating: PG 13+ (so kiddies ask your parents before reading this, I don't want to be responsible for scarring you all for life...)
NB: And after saying all that, this story isn't really that offensive or anything, I was just being CAREFUL. Because I don't want to trip myself up...literally, I am a klutz. Woo, believe me I have some VERY funny stories, but I will save them for another time...
Synopsis: We go back down the dark recess of time to stumble upon a young teen named Jesse, who wants more than anything, to be accepted. But will he...?
*************JESSE KILMARTIN AND A CARDBOARD CARTON*******************************
There was a tense silence. Noah turned to his wife and embraced her. Any minute now they were going to find out the truth....
At that moment the doors flew open and one of the geneticists, Mason Eckhart was standing there, he walked over to the nervous couple...
"There is good news...." The couple smiled..."And there is bad news." Noah gasped. "What?!!? What is the bad news??" He asked frantically...Mason sighed. "We were able to cure Jesse's deficiency...but I am afraid there may be some side effects..."The woman gasped. "Like what?" She asked quickly. Mason rubbed his eyes, it had been a long night, and the kid had cried the whole way through. "He may have some physical side effects, or maybe some mental side effects, but that isn't likely...if anything concerns you, please come back and see us." The couple nodded and with that they sadly went to the room where their little boy lay fast asleep unaware of the pain that was before him....
--------1 year later......-------
"Happy birthday to you....happy birthday to you....happy birthday dear Jesse.....happy birthday to you! Hurrah!!!" All of Jesse's friends and families surrounded the little boy as he blew out the two candles on his birthday cake. He grinned a toothy grin and held up the new care bear he had gotten for his birthday.
His parents smiled happily. Everything was going to be fine...
-------------15 years later.....-------------
The front door slammed and a tall, blonde haired boy ran up the stairs clutching his instrument. His mother came out of the kitchen and looked up the stairs concerned. She sighed, he was so moody lately, it was as if he had PMS or something...
Jesse ran into his room, threw his instrument on the floor and fell on his bed. He then burst into tears, crying over the pain of his rejection. Why didn't they choose him? He had practiced for SO long! He wanted nothing more to be in the school band and march, so he would be cool enough to go up the social ladder.
Jesse sighed and rolled over. Maybe the triangle just wasn't his instrument.maybe he should try the clarinet? No, he thought. He should just do what his father said and join the football team and
"be a man." Jesse didn't want to be a man. He just wanted to be in the band. Jesse wiped his tears away and reached under his bed for the cardboard box, Cuddles' new home. His father didn't think it was right for a 17 year old boy to still be sleeping with a teddy, so Cuddles was banished to his new home.under the bed.
-------THE NEXT DAY-----
Jesse was on the bus holding his triangle; he would have to take it back to the music department.again. He looked up to the front of the bus and saw Gary, Larry and Glenn holding their respective instruments while discussing the up coming pep rally. Jesse sighed. He wished more than anything he could be with them, play with them, hang with them, get the snot bashed out of them.with them.at school he got off the bus and walked solemnly to home room.time for another day.
.. At lunch time Jesse was feeling dejected, he got an A in Info Tech, but Larry, Garry and Glenn didn't invite him to the band party on the weekend. Instead he was invited to the captain of the football team house for a beer party and the head cheerleader had asked him out again. Jesse sighed, was he EVER going to be accepted in this school? Jesse went to his locker and grabbed his bags; he was going to go home.
.. At home.. Jesse walked in to the kitchen and saw a letter lying on the table addressed to him. Maybe one of the Colleges had written back, it was about time. He left it there and went upstairs. He looked under his bed for his triangle "dinger" as he called it, but it wasn't there, instead he saw Cuddles' box and reached for it.then he drew his hand back with a frown. No 17 year old boy still had a teddy; he was such a loser.. he made a mental note to throw it out tomorrow, as if a teddy bear would ever be important in his future.. as if..
He got up from his bed and went down stairs to the kitchen, he hoped Larry wouldn't be too annoyed he lost the only triangle "dinger." He really was never meant for the music world. He opened the fridge and saw it was empty. Dammit, he would have to go down the street. Great. He put on his new mules and headed off down towards the milk bar. .
--------------OUTSIDE THE MILKBAR------------- A Jesse sauntered up to the local drug store he noticed Jeff, the captain of the Football team, bashing the snot out of Glenn the trombone player. Jesse just stalked past them as Jeff waved in greeting. He walked over to the dairy section and reached for some milk.as the cool air reached his senses he suddenly began to turn hard.Jesse jumped from the fridge in shock and looked up to see a petite blond looking at him quizzically. He just grabbed the low fat soymilk and headed for the counter shivering.what the heck had happened to him.? Too many weird things had happened recently, a ball flying through him, turning hard, not eligible for the band, dad buying a padded bra.. things were just ODD at the moment.. up ahead in the queue the blonde woman was talking to a curly haired man who was buying a case of Jack Daniels.they turned around and stared at Jesse who shivered and left the store with out buying his favourite low fat soymilk.
As Jesse was walking home, or stumbling, in his mules he heard a voice call out behind him. "JESSE! Come back! Jesse! We want to talk to you.!" Jesse just kept on walking until he heard a growl and someone jumped in front of him.the blonde girl. "You will stop when you are asked too.. if you know what is good for you.."Jesse's face lit up in recognition. "Your Shalimar Fox, the ho from the trailer park! My my, have I heard stories about you!" The woman snarled as the curly haired man caught up. "Geeze, I am so unfit." He puffed.. then he turned to Jesse. "Jesse, I know how discontent you are.how you feel left out.how you want to be accepted...feel loved." Jesse frowned, how did this guy know this...The curly haired man smiled... "We snuck into your house and read your diary..." Jesse gasped." But that is another story..anyway...Shalimar and I are offering you the chance of acceptance, fulfillment and happiness..you can have a new life...if you come with us." Jesse looked at both of them for a moment and then he slowly turned away..
------LATER THAT NIGHT-------
"Jesse! Jesse! Dinner is ready!" His mother called up the stairs. Where was he? He had been gone for hours. She sighed, and she had cooked his favourite meal and everything. She slowly made her way up stairs to his room. "Jesse!" She said as she opened his door. She stopped. Something was wrong.his bag was gone as was his laptop. Where was he? Suddenly she bent down and looked under the bed. "Please be there, PLEASE be there..oh my darling Jesse!" She reached under the bed and felt nothing.. nothing but total emptiness.
Jesse Kilmartin and the cardboard carton had gone.