The Clock Strikes One
The Second chapter to the infamous ' A fanfiction writer's warning'
A/n: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I have returned once more to my fic to slander my friends. This chapter is dedicated to Fenny, who was sick last Friday. May her health improve. Hope ur better, fenny.
Disclaimer: damn. Why do I have to go through the motions of this useless thing? Nono, I don't want to say this story doesn't belong to me. gah. Not again. Oh heck, the whole world belongs to me. So there. Now stop reading this ridiculous disclaimer and read my fic.
The Clock Strikes one.
Morpheus was watching Edana Crevans. It was the highlight of his job to watch Eddie's dreams. It was truly amazing the way her fevered imagination could produce such original and unrealistic love/romance stories. It had always been Morpheus' secret vice, romance fiction. But because of his job, he never had any free time or off-days to read such trashy romance. So it was a treat to have people like Eddie around. he practically salivated at the thought of the juicy love triangle in ' You, carrot top'. Ahhhh, Cindy and that redheaded guy and that Ren, he thought.
Which was why he was so upset when Eddie showed signs of departing from the realm of the dreams. Morpheus howled in protest, " I only got her for one hour! One miserable hour!!! NOOO! She can't leave! I forbid it!"
Not that the alarm clock cared about the King of Dreams. It beeped once to signal the time. Then, it beeped several censored beeps to get it's slovenly mistress awake. Finally, it shut up when the prone body on the bed stirred, finally showing some signs of life.
" Damn alarm clock. What time is it?" groused Eddie, peering blearily at the pink alarm clock. " What the @#$@#$%! It's only one in the morning!" She smashed her fist against the alarm clock. However, that did no damage whatsoever to the clock. It was used to such violent treatment. " Freaking thing. * beep * "
" Eddie!" admonished the plump ghost which had just entered the room. It closed the door softly and turned to face Eddie. The ghost was dressed in an inconspicuous; you guessed it, Nanyang Uniform.
" Yargh! Fen! What are you doing in my bedroom? How did you get past my father in the study hall? He would have noticed you coming in. And why are you dressed in the school uniform? And erm. Why do you look so transparent?" Blabbered Eddie as she shuffled disbelievingly towards Fenny. She stuck out her hand to pat Fenny on the back. She tried to do so. To her utter horror and shock, her hand went through Fenny's back. It felt very cold, as though she had stuck it in solid carbon dioxide.
Eddie sat down. She was in shock. " Owwwww." She complained, as her body hit the floor, hard. " I thought I was dreaming about you all about being dead!"
Fenny smiled gently and sweetly, " I'm dead. Really. Anyway, Razz asked me to show you your former untainted self, so that you may repent of your wayward ways and become an orthodox anti-romance writer. Personally, I think this entire affair is pish-posh. I do support your romance fics, after all, there is freedom of expression. But the problem is that my boss insisted that I do my best to convince you not to write romance. sigh. Since I have only one hour with you, off we go! Or to quote Superman, ' Off, off and away we go!'"
They disappear in a haze of green smoke, leaving the room smelling of bananas? Oh, no wonder, Eddie had left two half-eaten bananas on the bed.
Eddie and Fenny found themselves in a family hall. It was Eddie's childhood family hall. Her former self was seated on the carpet in front of the television. Her parents were comfortably seated on the sofa behind Eddie. They were watching " Snow White and the Seven Dwarves".
Eddie turned to Fenny, frowning, " What does this Disney show have to do with my romance fics? I don't see the connection."
Fenny shushed her, with tears in her eyes. A ghostly tear splattered on the floor. " I love this show, it's so touching. too bad they don't screen it in Ghastly Brothers' Cinemas. Eddie, be silent and watch."
Soon the television was showing the part when the Prince kissed Snow White.
Young Eddie turned around and asked her father, " Dad, why is that Prince kissing Snow White's lips? Is she his daughter?"
As her father opened his mouth to answer her, the older Eddie smacked her hand against her forehead, moaning, " Me and my big-mouth."
Eddie's dad replied, " No. He's just a very good friend of Snow White."
" You mean they are good friends? But she doesn't know him!"
" Well, they are going to be good friends, so he kissed her to erm, wake her up."
" Why?" queried the ever curious Eddie.
" There is no why! Be quiet! I'm watching the show! Daddy will tell you later, alright?" soothed the father.
The older Eddie blinked. " Now why did I say that?" mused Eddie. " I thought that I-huh?"
They had time-jumped to a pitch-dark area where fan girls were screaming " Legolas! AHHHH!"
Eddie blinked. " I like Legolas, he's cute."
Fenny nodded her head. " Yep, he's so beautiful. Well, this is when we were watching 'The Two Towers'. See, we're there." She pointed at the three figures in front of them. It was Fenny, Eddie and Si En.
Fenny and Si En had covered their faces with their hands and were devoutly wishing the mushy romance scenes would end. On the other hand, Eddie was alternately staring at the screen in fascination and laughing at her friends.
" Is it over yet???" whimpered Fenny, not daring to look.
" I don't think so." Si En peeped at the screen. " Urgh. It's not finished yet. indecent rubbish. waste the time."
" Eddie laughed. " You two. "
Five minutes later. " Now, is it over?" asked Fenny.
" Er, yes." Answered Eddie.
The dead Fenny looked solemnly at Eddie. " Look at your unwholesome liking for romance. hm. One more scene before I bring you back to your old time- frame. You will kill me if I don't let you have enough sleep for your next visitor. "
Once again, they time-jumped, this time back to Eddie's bedroom. However, they were not the only ones there.
Her cousin, Ben was in the room. The pudgy porpoise-like boy was playing computer on Eddie's Pentium 2. He was vigorously banging on the keyboard. His little sister was watching him with an adoring look on her face. Eddie nearly chocked when she saw the ill-treatment her computer was receiving. Fenny restrained her, holding on to her ghostly hand.
When Ben had lost to the computer fifteen times in a row, he banged his fist on the CPU and tried to kick the monitor. Eddie looked positively murderous. she strode towards Ben and punched him. Unfortunately, her fist went through his head. The only ill-effects he suffered was a slight chill. All in all, it was a most unsatisfying punch. Poor Eddie had to satisfy herself with muttering expletives.
The slightly miniature Eddie walked into the room, took one look at the computer and nearly freaked out. To be more precise, she nearly whacked Ben on the head. With admirable discipline, she only growled in a mildly threatening tone, " Dessert's here." Ben scramed, running towards the dessert.
The younger Eddie went over to the computer and petted it, to make sure it was alright. It was not alright. It had hanged.
Both Eddies exploded with anger. The younger one shout-wailed, " DAMN BEN! MY computer! My fanficitions! MY romance fics! AHHHHHHH!"
Fenny turned reprovingly to Eddie. " See! You are obsessed with love stories! Repent! Repent before you are doomed forever!"
Eddie nodded, not entirely convinced.
Fenny asked Eddie, " You know, what I just said? Do you understand what I showed you?"
Eddie shook her head.
Fenny sighed. " Well, what is the moral of the story?"
Eddie smiled widely. " Not to eat bananas in bed!"
Fenny rolled her eyes. " Eddie, how could you!"
Eddie asked, looking rather curious. " Hey Fenny! What's your job?"
Fenny looked surprised. " I'm the Spirit of Realistic Stories. You know, my usual stuff."
Eddie nodded. At least she understood this part.
Fenny looked worried. " My time on earth is through, I have to leave. farewell! When we next meet, may you not be burdened with the crime of writing romance." She waved distractedly as her ghostly manifestation disintegrated.
Eddie stared at the wall, as the posters rearranged themselves into the way she had last left them. She blinked and looked at the pink alarm clock. It was 1.05am.
" Huh? Now when did Fenny say the next ghost is going to appear?" Eddie stared at the two banana-peels on the bed. " Ewwww! Who left them there on my bed?!"
She bent over to pick up the undigested banana bits and saw the note Fenny left on the bed.
It read: Dear Eddie, the next ghost will appear at 2am. Happy dreaming. Love, Fenny.
Eddie cursed, " WHAT THE * beep * ! One miserable hour! How do I sleep comfortably for one pathetic hour! * beep * ."
Grumbling, she climbed onto the bed and tried to sleep. As if by some enchantment, Eddie fell into a deep sleep once more.
Morpheus was quite happy to see her again. The alarm clock was annoyed. Of course, Morpheus didn't care whether the pink alarm clock was annoyed or not.
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The Second chapter to the infamous ' A fanfiction writer's warning'
A/n: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I have returned once more to my fic to slander my friends. This chapter is dedicated to Fenny, who was sick last Friday. May her health improve. Hope ur better, fenny.
Disclaimer: damn. Why do I have to go through the motions of this useless thing? Nono, I don't want to say this story doesn't belong to me. gah. Not again. Oh heck, the whole world belongs to me. So there. Now stop reading this ridiculous disclaimer and read my fic.
The Clock Strikes one.
Morpheus was watching Edana Crevans. It was the highlight of his job to watch Eddie's dreams. It was truly amazing the way her fevered imagination could produce such original and unrealistic love/romance stories. It had always been Morpheus' secret vice, romance fiction. But because of his job, he never had any free time or off-days to read such trashy romance. So it was a treat to have people like Eddie around. he practically salivated at the thought of the juicy love triangle in ' You, carrot top'. Ahhhh, Cindy and that redheaded guy and that Ren, he thought.
Which was why he was so upset when Eddie showed signs of departing from the realm of the dreams. Morpheus howled in protest, " I only got her for one hour! One miserable hour!!! NOOO! She can't leave! I forbid it!"
Not that the alarm clock cared about the King of Dreams. It beeped once to signal the time. Then, it beeped several censored beeps to get it's slovenly mistress awake. Finally, it shut up when the prone body on the bed stirred, finally showing some signs of life.
" Damn alarm clock. What time is it?" groused Eddie, peering blearily at the pink alarm clock. " What the @#$@#$%! It's only one in the morning!" She smashed her fist against the alarm clock. However, that did no damage whatsoever to the clock. It was used to such violent treatment. " Freaking thing. * beep * "
" Eddie!" admonished the plump ghost which had just entered the room. It closed the door softly and turned to face Eddie. The ghost was dressed in an inconspicuous; you guessed it, Nanyang Uniform.
" Yargh! Fen! What are you doing in my bedroom? How did you get past my father in the study hall? He would have noticed you coming in. And why are you dressed in the school uniform? And erm. Why do you look so transparent?" Blabbered Eddie as she shuffled disbelievingly towards Fenny. She stuck out her hand to pat Fenny on the back. She tried to do so. To her utter horror and shock, her hand went through Fenny's back. It felt very cold, as though she had stuck it in solid carbon dioxide.
Eddie sat down. She was in shock. " Owwwww." She complained, as her body hit the floor, hard. " I thought I was dreaming about you all about being dead!"
Fenny smiled gently and sweetly, " I'm dead. Really. Anyway, Razz asked me to show you your former untainted self, so that you may repent of your wayward ways and become an orthodox anti-romance writer. Personally, I think this entire affair is pish-posh. I do support your romance fics, after all, there is freedom of expression. But the problem is that my boss insisted that I do my best to convince you not to write romance. sigh. Since I have only one hour with you, off we go! Or to quote Superman, ' Off, off and away we go!'"
They disappear in a haze of green smoke, leaving the room smelling of bananas? Oh, no wonder, Eddie had left two half-eaten bananas on the bed.
Eddie and Fenny found themselves in a family hall. It was Eddie's childhood family hall. Her former self was seated on the carpet in front of the television. Her parents were comfortably seated on the sofa behind Eddie. They were watching " Snow White and the Seven Dwarves".
Eddie turned to Fenny, frowning, " What does this Disney show have to do with my romance fics? I don't see the connection."
Fenny shushed her, with tears in her eyes. A ghostly tear splattered on the floor. " I love this show, it's so touching. too bad they don't screen it in Ghastly Brothers' Cinemas. Eddie, be silent and watch."
Soon the television was showing the part when the Prince kissed Snow White.
Young Eddie turned around and asked her father, " Dad, why is that Prince kissing Snow White's lips? Is she his daughter?"
As her father opened his mouth to answer her, the older Eddie smacked her hand against her forehead, moaning, " Me and my big-mouth."
Eddie's dad replied, " No. He's just a very good friend of Snow White."
" You mean they are good friends? But she doesn't know him!"
" Well, they are going to be good friends, so he kissed her to erm, wake her up."
" Why?" queried the ever curious Eddie.
" There is no why! Be quiet! I'm watching the show! Daddy will tell you later, alright?" soothed the father.
The older Eddie blinked. " Now why did I say that?" mused Eddie. " I thought that I-huh?"
They had time-jumped to a pitch-dark area where fan girls were screaming " Legolas! AHHHH!"
Eddie blinked. " I like Legolas, he's cute."
Fenny nodded her head. " Yep, he's so beautiful. Well, this is when we were watching 'The Two Towers'. See, we're there." She pointed at the three figures in front of them. It was Fenny, Eddie and Si En.
Fenny and Si En had covered their faces with their hands and were devoutly wishing the mushy romance scenes would end. On the other hand, Eddie was alternately staring at the screen in fascination and laughing at her friends.
" Is it over yet???" whimpered Fenny, not daring to look.
" I don't think so." Si En peeped at the screen. " Urgh. It's not finished yet. indecent rubbish. waste the time."
" Eddie laughed. " You two. "
Five minutes later. " Now, is it over?" asked Fenny.
" Er, yes." Answered Eddie.
The dead Fenny looked solemnly at Eddie. " Look at your unwholesome liking for romance. hm. One more scene before I bring you back to your old time- frame. You will kill me if I don't let you have enough sleep for your next visitor. "
Once again, they time-jumped, this time back to Eddie's bedroom. However, they were not the only ones there.
Her cousin, Ben was in the room. The pudgy porpoise-like boy was playing computer on Eddie's Pentium 2. He was vigorously banging on the keyboard. His little sister was watching him with an adoring look on her face. Eddie nearly chocked when she saw the ill-treatment her computer was receiving. Fenny restrained her, holding on to her ghostly hand.
When Ben had lost to the computer fifteen times in a row, he banged his fist on the CPU and tried to kick the monitor. Eddie looked positively murderous. she strode towards Ben and punched him. Unfortunately, her fist went through his head. The only ill-effects he suffered was a slight chill. All in all, it was a most unsatisfying punch. Poor Eddie had to satisfy herself with muttering expletives.
The slightly miniature Eddie walked into the room, took one look at the computer and nearly freaked out. To be more precise, she nearly whacked Ben on the head. With admirable discipline, she only growled in a mildly threatening tone, " Dessert's here." Ben scramed, running towards the dessert.
The younger Eddie went over to the computer and petted it, to make sure it was alright. It was not alright. It had hanged.
Both Eddies exploded with anger. The younger one shout-wailed, " DAMN BEN! MY computer! My fanficitions! MY romance fics! AHHHHHHH!"
Fenny turned reprovingly to Eddie. " See! You are obsessed with love stories! Repent! Repent before you are doomed forever!"
Eddie nodded, not entirely convinced.
Fenny asked Eddie, " You know, what I just said? Do you understand what I showed you?"
Eddie shook her head.
Fenny sighed. " Well, what is the moral of the story?"
Eddie smiled widely. " Not to eat bananas in bed!"
Fenny rolled her eyes. " Eddie, how could you!"
Eddie asked, looking rather curious. " Hey Fenny! What's your job?"
Fenny looked surprised. " I'm the Spirit of Realistic Stories. You know, my usual stuff."
Eddie nodded. At least she understood this part.
Fenny looked worried. " My time on earth is through, I have to leave. farewell! When we next meet, may you not be burdened with the crime of writing romance." She waved distractedly as her ghostly manifestation disintegrated.
Eddie stared at the wall, as the posters rearranged themselves into the way she had last left them. She blinked and looked at the pink alarm clock. It was 1.05am.
" Huh? Now when did Fenny say the next ghost is going to appear?" Eddie stared at the two banana-peels on the bed. " Ewwww! Who left them there on my bed?!"
She bent over to pick up the undigested banana bits and saw the note Fenny left on the bed.
It read: Dear Eddie, the next ghost will appear at 2am. Happy dreaming. Love, Fenny.
Eddie cursed, " WHAT THE * beep * ! One miserable hour! How do I sleep comfortably for one pathetic hour! * beep * ."
Grumbling, she climbed onto the bed and tried to sleep. As if by some enchantment, Eddie fell into a deep sleep once more.
Morpheus was quite happy to see her again. The alarm clock was annoyed. Of course, Morpheus didn't care whether the pink alarm clock was annoyed or not.
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