Dèjá vu
Disclaimer: Hingle fingle dingle doo!
A/N: Yes, this one has a lot of potential I can feel it! I'm sorry that it took awhile for me to get these up but, **goes into Gandalf persona** I was delayed....
Document Manager -The uploading process is not to be taken lightly. **brandishes arrow cursor**
Aahz: **Cowers in fear** Ack! I'm sorry I called it a stupid bastard machine! I'm sorry I'll never do it again!
Document Manager: See that it doesn't. **puts away arrow cursor, and walks into that door way in cyber space, back to its FanFiction domain.**
Sorry I couldn't resist! I love LOTR, and I'm currently writing one, read it whenever it comes out!
Chapter four, We've got a flyer!
All heads, including Randall's turned to face the door. In barged corn bread and cornflower, the crazy driver. Aahz recognized him at once and quickly came from behind the counter, hitching one of her best smiles onto her face to deal with this trash.
"Well hello there, can I help you? Would you like a table, or perhaps the bar is more your style?" Aahz was still smiling, though her eyes held no laughter.
"Yeah you can help me you psycho bitch!" The man growled. All the eyes in the bar glared daggers at the stranger, this early in the morning the only ones here where the regulars who had been coming to the bar since Aahz had opened it. They all thought that she was one of their own, and would be damned if some street punk was going to be rude to her. Most of them had even gone to little Caily's funeral. They'd all loved the little girl because Aahz always brought her into the bar in the morning, she'd wear a little apron and help hand out straws and sometimes she'd take out her little broom and sweep though she usually made more of a mess than she helped.
"I'm sorry," Her smile slipped a notch, "Do I know you?" She was putting on her best ditz act reserved for only the lowliest scum bags.
"You should, I'm Adam Chavis, the guy who's car you just totaled!" His eyes where wide with anger his nostrils where flared out, and the ends of them were white. "I wanna speak with your manager! I want you fired!"
Suddenly one of the regulars voice's called out, "Aahz owns this Bar! And you'd best watch your tone!"
Aahz smiled and nodded thanks in the guy's direction "He is right, I started this business eight years ago, and I hardly think your car was totaled."
"Hardly? HARDLY!! You and that damned thing over there," He pointed an angry finger at Randall who slid off of the stool, and snaked over to him. "Totaled it it'll take at LEAST five hundred to fix!"
Randall stood up in front of the guy, eye to eye, "Listen buddy, we didn't do anything! You we going to hit us!"
"You should have moved!" He growled.
"It was a crosswalk there where signs! What's the matter? Can't read?" Randall's fronds were practically standing on end; this guy was that pig- headed.
"Listen Adam," Aahz voice purred, she placed a hand on Randall's and Adam's chests and parted them, "I don't want you to come in here and start something you can't handle now if there is anything I can do within reason maybe a drink-"
Adam cut her off, he slid an arm around her waist, he had of course noticed her curvaceous body, "I can think of two things," His voice was smooth and had a sickly oily sound to it. "one you can pay the damages of my car, or two, you can buy me a drink and then," His hand slid down from her waist and he gave her rear a squeeze. The sound of chairs being pushed back filled the room, every one of the patrons was standing up and they looked furious. The Monk had turned over his stool, and Julius who had herd the commotion from the kitchen slammed the door from the kitchen open with a resounding bang. And was stomping over to the guy rolling up the sleeves on his yellow Dèjá vu shirt. Aahz gave Adam a viscus smiled, smoothly stepped out of his grasp and clocked him in the nose. There were a few things Aahz was proud of in this world and one of them was her right hook. The man sailed back his nose bleeding and broken, Aahz was no push over, as he fell he hit Julius and Julius as no feather weight the large Cajun man grabbed Adam's shoulders and looked to Aahz.
"Julius, I believe we have ourselves a flyer." Aahz walked over to the door and held it open bowing and extending her arm out the door.
"I believe we do." Jewels walked over holding the man above the ground and then threw him ceremoniously out the door, where he landed on his face in the sidewalk. He tipped his paper hat at Aahz and walked back into the kitchen dusting off his hands as he did so. "Lucy!" Aahz called, "That's one for the wall!"
"Sure is hun." Lucy came from behind the counter and walked to the left side wall where written in black permanent marker was the 'Flyer List.' This list was divided into who, when, how many time flown and why. There weren't that many names on the list but Adam Chaivs was added one tall mark was placed next to his name, the date and time was written and the reason was 'groping.'
Randall stood there in the middle of the bar with a look on his face that said, what the hell just happened here? Al the people at the bar had resumed their seats though some still glared out of the door and others were laughing. Randall walked back up to the bar and plopped down next to Monk who had righted his seat and was back to his mug.
"What just happened?" He asked.
"Well I'd say one of our Lord's converters just committed a sin and Aahz has righted it in an earthly fashion." He answered not looking up from his beer. When he all got was silence, he said, "That guy just grabbed Aahz's rear and she punched him in the nose, breaking it I hope, and had Julius toss him out."
"I thought so." He was dazed by the hole affair, he had been expecting to throw the man out himself, but had not predicted anything other than that, the human world was indeed strange, and he was with some of the strangest.
A/N: sorry its so short I promise a long one next chapter, I wasn't sure what to say with the hole groping thing, butt is too childish, ass is too strong, posterior and glutinous maximus are too scientific, but rear seemed to work. Next chapter Randall gets his first taste of Cajun food, some good ol' head and tail! ^_~ REVIEW!! YOU HAVE TO I COMMAND IT! So say I!
Disclaimer: Hingle fingle dingle doo!
A/N: Yes, this one has a lot of potential I can feel it! I'm sorry that it took awhile for me to get these up but, **goes into Gandalf persona** I was delayed....
Document Manager -The uploading process is not to be taken lightly. **brandishes arrow cursor**
Aahz: **Cowers in fear** Ack! I'm sorry I called it a stupid bastard machine! I'm sorry I'll never do it again!
Document Manager: See that it doesn't. **puts away arrow cursor, and walks into that door way in cyber space, back to its FanFiction domain.**
Sorry I couldn't resist! I love LOTR, and I'm currently writing one, read it whenever it comes out!
Chapter four, We've got a flyer!
All heads, including Randall's turned to face the door. In barged corn bread and cornflower, the crazy driver. Aahz recognized him at once and quickly came from behind the counter, hitching one of her best smiles onto her face to deal with this trash.
"Well hello there, can I help you? Would you like a table, or perhaps the bar is more your style?" Aahz was still smiling, though her eyes held no laughter.
"Yeah you can help me you psycho bitch!" The man growled. All the eyes in the bar glared daggers at the stranger, this early in the morning the only ones here where the regulars who had been coming to the bar since Aahz had opened it. They all thought that she was one of their own, and would be damned if some street punk was going to be rude to her. Most of them had even gone to little Caily's funeral. They'd all loved the little girl because Aahz always brought her into the bar in the morning, she'd wear a little apron and help hand out straws and sometimes she'd take out her little broom and sweep though she usually made more of a mess than she helped.
"I'm sorry," Her smile slipped a notch, "Do I know you?" She was putting on her best ditz act reserved for only the lowliest scum bags.
"You should, I'm Adam Chavis, the guy who's car you just totaled!" His eyes where wide with anger his nostrils where flared out, and the ends of them were white. "I wanna speak with your manager! I want you fired!"
Suddenly one of the regulars voice's called out, "Aahz owns this Bar! And you'd best watch your tone!"
Aahz smiled and nodded thanks in the guy's direction "He is right, I started this business eight years ago, and I hardly think your car was totaled."
"Hardly? HARDLY!! You and that damned thing over there," He pointed an angry finger at Randall who slid off of the stool, and snaked over to him. "Totaled it it'll take at LEAST five hundred to fix!"
Randall stood up in front of the guy, eye to eye, "Listen buddy, we didn't do anything! You we going to hit us!"
"You should have moved!" He growled.
"It was a crosswalk there where signs! What's the matter? Can't read?" Randall's fronds were practically standing on end; this guy was that pig- headed.
"Listen Adam," Aahz voice purred, she placed a hand on Randall's and Adam's chests and parted them, "I don't want you to come in here and start something you can't handle now if there is anything I can do within reason maybe a drink-"
Adam cut her off, he slid an arm around her waist, he had of course noticed her curvaceous body, "I can think of two things," His voice was smooth and had a sickly oily sound to it. "one you can pay the damages of my car, or two, you can buy me a drink and then," His hand slid down from her waist and he gave her rear a squeeze. The sound of chairs being pushed back filled the room, every one of the patrons was standing up and they looked furious. The Monk had turned over his stool, and Julius who had herd the commotion from the kitchen slammed the door from the kitchen open with a resounding bang. And was stomping over to the guy rolling up the sleeves on his yellow Dèjá vu shirt. Aahz gave Adam a viscus smiled, smoothly stepped out of his grasp and clocked him in the nose. There were a few things Aahz was proud of in this world and one of them was her right hook. The man sailed back his nose bleeding and broken, Aahz was no push over, as he fell he hit Julius and Julius as no feather weight the large Cajun man grabbed Adam's shoulders and looked to Aahz.
"Julius, I believe we have ourselves a flyer." Aahz walked over to the door and held it open bowing and extending her arm out the door.
"I believe we do." Jewels walked over holding the man above the ground and then threw him ceremoniously out the door, where he landed on his face in the sidewalk. He tipped his paper hat at Aahz and walked back into the kitchen dusting off his hands as he did so. "Lucy!" Aahz called, "That's one for the wall!"
"Sure is hun." Lucy came from behind the counter and walked to the left side wall where written in black permanent marker was the 'Flyer List.' This list was divided into who, when, how many time flown and why. There weren't that many names on the list but Adam Chaivs was added one tall mark was placed next to his name, the date and time was written and the reason was 'groping.'
Randall stood there in the middle of the bar with a look on his face that said, what the hell just happened here? Al the people at the bar had resumed their seats though some still glared out of the door and others were laughing. Randall walked back up to the bar and plopped down next to Monk who had righted his seat and was back to his mug.
"What just happened?" He asked.
"Well I'd say one of our Lord's converters just committed a sin and Aahz has righted it in an earthly fashion." He answered not looking up from his beer. When he all got was silence, he said, "That guy just grabbed Aahz's rear and she punched him in the nose, breaking it I hope, and had Julius toss him out."
"I thought so." He was dazed by the hole affair, he had been expecting to throw the man out himself, but had not predicted anything other than that, the human world was indeed strange, and he was with some of the strangest.
A/N: sorry its so short I promise a long one next chapter, I wasn't sure what to say with the hole groping thing, butt is too childish, ass is too strong, posterior and glutinous maximus are too scientific, but rear seemed to work. Next chapter Randall gets his first taste of Cajun food, some good ol' head and tail! ^_~ REVIEW!! YOU HAVE TO I COMMAND IT! So say I!