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I'm a bit stressed right now...damn science projects. WAHH!!!
Happy Chinese New Year to all those celebrating today! My best friend is Chinese (Reichan410...otherwise known as Lauren...) and would kick my behind if I didn't mention the Year of the Goat is officially here. Lucky her. She gets money.
Wow. Third straight chapter that Jeff Hardy's been here. I'm becoming fond of him. It's a miracle.
Yay, I'm getting reviews! Hey, if you like this stuff, refer me to your friends!! Or go read the other stuff I've got. It's not much, but it might help if you need to kill time.
[The doorbell rings. Kylrane looks out the window and smirks. Angle looks furious. She goes and opens the door.]
Kylrane: Hi Mr. Clean.
Angle: Where have you been?! I've been worried sick, looking all over for you!!
Kylrane: You worried? I'm touched!! [Smiles for a second, then goes back to her normal self.] See, if you thought about it, you would have called me like Jeff to find out I went home.
Angle: Excuse me?!
Kylrane: Jeff called me like twenty minutes ago! I got on a bus while you two boneheads kept arguing.
Angle: [settles down] Oh. Ok. [rubs his WWE Undisputed Championship belt for comfort] At least he'll never have this.
Kylrane: I don't think he'll ever have your bald head, either, if that makes you feel better. [Goes to make some hot chocolate. It's FREEZING in New York!!]
Angle: [thinks about that for a minute] Yeah, I think he'll never have that too...Do you have any milk here?
Kylrane: [points to refrigerator] What's with you and milk?
Angle: Milk's my favorite. Milk gives you the power to do whatever you want. I drank milk all the time, that's how I won these babies. [kisses medals] I bet you've never had the experience of winning a gold medal.
Kylrane: Not to rain on your parade, but I've been winning medals since I was in first grade. I've got a whole collection upstairs if you wanna check it out. Science fairs, math bees, spelling bees...
Angle: [doesn't feel special anymore] But only I have gold medals!! I'm an Olympian!
Kylrane: [realizes Angle's extremely slow] So? I'm a thespian!
Angle: [starts having a tantrum] I'm special, DAMNIT! I'm Kurt Angle, Olympic gold medalist and WWE Champion!! I'm a role model for children everywhere, and I'm training Team Angle!!!
Kylrane: So? Do you think anyone really gives a damn if you won those two medals? Really, Kurt, do you think anyone respects you because you won the Olympics with a broken neck? No! You kept bragging all the damn time about it, so people got bored of you. Come up with something new, baldy boy. Do something impossible.
Angle: [ready to cry] But-but...I have the three I's! I've got integrity, intelligence, and intensity!
Kylrane: [sips hot chocolate] Right. You've got integrity, but you cheat all the time in your matches. Sure, you're intense, but you're falling to pieces just because I'm making fun of you! I'm a fourteen year old, how the hell can I scare someone that's supposedly so intense and powerful?! And as for intelligence, don't even MAKE ME go there.
Angle: [sniffs] So how am I supposed to make people like me?? I want people to like me!!!
Kylrane: Stop cheating in matches. Earn people's respect. I don't know, do something! And stop talking about all the gold you've got to Team Angle. They're starting to think you're a prick.
Angle: [teary] REALLY?
Kylrane: I don't know. I'm fourteen.
Angle: [remembers he's the adult in the situation] Oh yeah! Well then! Go to your room and do your homework!
Kylrane: I did it already.
Angle: [walking around] This place is a mess! Clean up!
Kylrane: No.
Angle: [leans in intimidatingly] What did you say??
Kylrane: [cowers for a minute but gathers all the New Yorker in her] I SAID NO YOU ASS!!!
Angle: That's it! I'm punishing you!!
Kylrane: Who are you to punish me?! What, trying to throw your weight around here because no one listens to you anywhere else?!?!
Angle: I'm your babysitter, so you do as I say!!
Kylrane: [whining] I'm going to call the Undertaker to kick your ass!!!
Angle: Yeah right. [He looks as if he's going to beat her up. Kylrane shakes in fear. Suddenly...]
Jeff: [Has groceries in his arms] What the hell?
Angle: This brat is undermining my authority!!
Kylrane: Help mee....[shakes]
Jeff: [Goes over to Angle and pushes him] Pick on me, not on the girl.
Angle: [pushes back] You want a piece of me?!
Jeff: [Punches Angle. They start fighting. Kylrane gets up, goes into the kitchen, retrieves a frying pan, and smacks Angle upside the head.] Good shot. I think I should get going now. I'll take Angle.
Kylrane: WHAT? You're LEAVING?? NO!! I liked having a normal person around for once.
Jeff: I'm NORMAL?
Kylrane: [thinks that over] Good point, but we didn't get to dye your hair or anything!!
Jeff: Sorry kid.
Kylrane: [sniff] I wanted to ride your motorcycle...
Jeff: You're underage, remember?
Kylrane: [pouts] Do you really have to go?
Jeff: Well yeah! How the hell am I supposed to be paid if I don't work?
Kylrane: [gives up] Ok. Mediah (hi Debz!) said she wanted to kick your ass when I finished with you anyway. [hands him a credit card] Oh, can you give this to Goldust? It's his. I maxxed it out.
Jeff: [checks his own wallet] Erm...I guess I can give this to him. Who wants to kick my ass again?
Kylrane: Mediah. Also known as Debzie. I dunno why...I forget stuff...
Jeff: [scratches head, then shrugs] Thanks for the heads up. [drags Angle out the door and leaves]
Kylrane: [Watches Jeff drive away. She then reaches behind a couch cushion, pulling out a credit card belonging to Jeff Hardy.] The nice ones are always suckers. Mwahahahaha!!!!!!!
Ok...That might not have been my best stuff due to me being short on time...I have to write a damn research paper and set up the display and a whole bunch of shit. If I don't do it, I fail. I really don't want to fail. If I fail, well, let's just say I have a reputation for being the freakin smartest person...ergh. Sometimes I want to be rebellious and dye my hair red, but nah. REVIEW!!! Oh, and I stuck Mediah in there because she really did say she wanted to kick Jeff's ass after I was through with him...I try not to make cameos common...
I'm a bit stressed right now...damn science projects. WAHH!!!
Happy Chinese New Year to all those celebrating today! My best friend is Chinese (Reichan410...otherwise known as Lauren...) and would kick my behind if I didn't mention the Year of the Goat is officially here. Lucky her. She gets money.
Wow. Third straight chapter that Jeff Hardy's been here. I'm becoming fond of him. It's a miracle.
Yay, I'm getting reviews! Hey, if you like this stuff, refer me to your friends!! Or go read the other stuff I've got. It's not much, but it might help if you need to kill time.
[The doorbell rings. Kylrane looks out the window and smirks. Angle looks furious. She goes and opens the door.]
Kylrane: Hi Mr. Clean.
Angle: Where have you been?! I've been worried sick, looking all over for you!!
Kylrane: You worried? I'm touched!! [Smiles for a second, then goes back to her normal self.] See, if you thought about it, you would have called me like Jeff to find out I went home.
Angle: Excuse me?!
Kylrane: Jeff called me like twenty minutes ago! I got on a bus while you two boneheads kept arguing.
Angle: [settles down] Oh. Ok. [rubs his WWE Undisputed Championship belt for comfort] At least he'll never have this.
Kylrane: I don't think he'll ever have your bald head, either, if that makes you feel better. [Goes to make some hot chocolate. It's FREEZING in New York!!]
Angle: [thinks about that for a minute] Yeah, I think he'll never have that too...Do you have any milk here?
Kylrane: [points to refrigerator] What's with you and milk?
Angle: Milk's my favorite. Milk gives you the power to do whatever you want. I drank milk all the time, that's how I won these babies. [kisses medals] I bet you've never had the experience of winning a gold medal.
Kylrane: Not to rain on your parade, but I've been winning medals since I was in first grade. I've got a whole collection upstairs if you wanna check it out. Science fairs, math bees, spelling bees...
Angle: [doesn't feel special anymore] But only I have gold medals!! I'm an Olympian!
Kylrane: [realizes Angle's extremely slow] So? I'm a thespian!
Angle: [starts having a tantrum] I'm special, DAMNIT! I'm Kurt Angle, Olympic gold medalist and WWE Champion!! I'm a role model for children everywhere, and I'm training Team Angle!!!
Kylrane: So? Do you think anyone really gives a damn if you won those two medals? Really, Kurt, do you think anyone respects you because you won the Olympics with a broken neck? No! You kept bragging all the damn time about it, so people got bored of you. Come up with something new, baldy boy. Do something impossible.
Angle: [ready to cry] But-but...I have the three I's! I've got integrity, intelligence, and intensity!
Kylrane: [sips hot chocolate] Right. You've got integrity, but you cheat all the time in your matches. Sure, you're intense, but you're falling to pieces just because I'm making fun of you! I'm a fourteen year old, how the hell can I scare someone that's supposedly so intense and powerful?! And as for intelligence, don't even MAKE ME go there.
Angle: [sniffs] So how am I supposed to make people like me?? I want people to like me!!!
Kylrane: Stop cheating in matches. Earn people's respect. I don't know, do something! And stop talking about all the gold you've got to Team Angle. They're starting to think you're a prick.
Angle: [teary] REALLY?
Kylrane: I don't know. I'm fourteen.
Angle: [remembers he's the adult in the situation] Oh yeah! Well then! Go to your room and do your homework!
Kylrane: I did it already.
Angle: [walking around] This place is a mess! Clean up!
Kylrane: No.
Angle: [leans in intimidatingly] What did you say??
Kylrane: [cowers for a minute but gathers all the New Yorker in her] I SAID NO YOU ASS!!!
Angle: That's it! I'm punishing you!!
Kylrane: Who are you to punish me?! What, trying to throw your weight around here because no one listens to you anywhere else?!?!
Angle: I'm your babysitter, so you do as I say!!
Kylrane: [whining] I'm going to call the Undertaker to kick your ass!!!
Angle: Yeah right. [He looks as if he's going to beat her up. Kylrane shakes in fear. Suddenly...]
Jeff: [Has groceries in his arms] What the hell?
Angle: This brat is undermining my authority!!
Kylrane: Help mee....[shakes]
Jeff: [Goes over to Angle and pushes him] Pick on me, not on the girl.
Angle: [pushes back] You want a piece of me?!
Jeff: [Punches Angle. They start fighting. Kylrane gets up, goes into the kitchen, retrieves a frying pan, and smacks Angle upside the head.] Good shot. I think I should get going now. I'll take Angle.
Kylrane: WHAT? You're LEAVING?? NO!! I liked having a normal person around for once.
Jeff: I'm NORMAL?
Kylrane: [thinks that over] Good point, but we didn't get to dye your hair or anything!!
Jeff: Sorry kid.
Kylrane: [sniff] I wanted to ride your motorcycle...
Jeff: You're underage, remember?
Kylrane: [pouts] Do you really have to go?
Jeff: Well yeah! How the hell am I supposed to be paid if I don't work?
Kylrane: [gives up] Ok. Mediah (hi Debz!) said she wanted to kick your ass when I finished with you anyway. [hands him a credit card] Oh, can you give this to Goldust? It's his. I maxxed it out.
Jeff: [checks his own wallet] Erm...I guess I can give this to him. Who wants to kick my ass again?
Kylrane: Mediah. Also known as Debzie. I dunno why...I forget stuff...
Jeff: [scratches head, then shrugs] Thanks for the heads up. [drags Angle out the door and leaves]
Kylrane: [Watches Jeff drive away. She then reaches behind a couch cushion, pulling out a credit card belonging to Jeff Hardy.] The nice ones are always suckers. Mwahahahaha!!!!!!!
Ok...That might not have been my best stuff due to me being short on time...I have to write a damn research paper and set up the display and a whole bunch of shit. If I don't do it, I fail. I really don't want to fail. If I fail, well, let's just say I have a reputation for being the freakin smartest person...ergh. Sometimes I want to be rebellious and dye my hair red, but nah. REVIEW!!! Oh, and I stuck Mediah in there because she really did say she wanted to kick Jeff's ass after I was through with him...I try not to make cameos common...