Part 12
So let's take a look at this group, shall we? We've got Allen, a blond knight, fighting with Superman, over Amanda. And there's a fifteen year old king (Van... sigh) in love with Lacey (awwwww, darn), and there are Rebecca and her two vampires, and a cat girl, and a bunch of gruffy air- ship pilots, there's an annoying princess lusting after Justin (puke), and John who is just John all by himself, and Joanna and I! Oh boy...... what a crew!
I suppose you are all wondering what happened to that little war between Dilandau and I, right? Well, we started playing pranks on each other again.
One morning we were all enjoying breakfast, when I found a scorpion in my cereal. I was very disgusted... so I put one in Dilandau's bed. But I think he found it, because he's still alive. Later, Dilandau tripped me in a hallway, into a puddle of watery mud that had conveniently been spilled there, and I got terribly dirty. So, while the rest of us were eating chocolate pudding, I made it so Dilandau got a little extra "gritty goodness," you might say. I gave him mud. Mmmmm.
And it's been going on like this for a while now. One thing after another, and they seem to get worse and worse. But enough about this... I still wanted to get home.
This getting home problem was ever worsening. It seems every time I blink, another person from our world was transported here with us. I, being the one that is responsible for everything here, felt obligated to bring them all back with me... if I could get back myself... hence my problem.
To make matters worse, some people didn't want to return home... like Lacey, for instance. She and my Van were really hitting it off. She didn't want to leave. Rebecca knew that if we went back, the two vampires and herself would be separated forever. So she didn't want to leave either. And forget Amanda. She would stay with Allen, even IF the rest of us could get back. (Although SuperShaun can't wait to leave... with Amanda.) Justin didn't really mind Milerna's obsession with him, and had really no care for our world, so he'd probably stay anyway. John, however, would prefer to be in a Gundam Wing fan dream, or home. This Escaflowne thing was not his cup of tea.
But I had to try and convince them.
I was sitting in the plushy pillow chair room, designing my next plan to get Dilandau, when Chesta burst through the closet door. The gag had been gnawed away, his hair was all messy and he looked flustered.
He looked startled to see I was in there, as if he had been waiting for the right time to get out so that no one would see him.
"Chesta?" I said slowly.
"Heh heh... hi." He went back into the closet and returned with a flowery summer dress. He gave it to me. I took it absentmindedly. I had gotten used to this by now.
"I forgot about you completely!"
He nodded.
"You've been in there for three days!"
He nodded again.
"You look terrible!"
He started to nod, but stopped and frowned.
"...sorry."
"I would love to stay and talk... but I really, really have to pee, really, really bad!" He said.
"Oh... ok. See ya!" I replied, and carried on with my evil scheme.
From out in the hall, I heard Dilandau's voice.
"CHESTA! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
"I.... I... AHHHHH!"
I heard fast footsteps as, what I assumed to be, Chesta running for the bathroom.
Dilandau entered the plushy pillow room and looked at me. "Well how do you like that?" he asked me. "What was that about?"
"Beats me..."
".......... okay."
"No.... it's a figure of speech."
"A.... what?"
"URHG!!!" I slap my forehead in frustration.
"Yikes.....okay. Change of subject in order... HEY! What are you working on?" Says Dilandau quickly.
"Um!" I scrambled to my feet and began scooping up my plans of Dilandau's destruction!
So let's take a look at this group, shall we? We've got Allen, a blond knight, fighting with Superman, over Amanda. And there's a fifteen year old king (Van... sigh) in love with Lacey (awwwww, darn), and there are Rebecca and her two vampires, and a cat girl, and a bunch of gruffy air- ship pilots, there's an annoying princess lusting after Justin (puke), and John who is just John all by himself, and Joanna and I! Oh boy...... what a crew!
I suppose you are all wondering what happened to that little war between Dilandau and I, right? Well, we started playing pranks on each other again.
One morning we were all enjoying breakfast, when I found a scorpion in my cereal. I was very disgusted... so I put one in Dilandau's bed. But I think he found it, because he's still alive. Later, Dilandau tripped me in a hallway, into a puddle of watery mud that had conveniently been spilled there, and I got terribly dirty. So, while the rest of us were eating chocolate pudding, I made it so Dilandau got a little extra "gritty goodness," you might say. I gave him mud. Mmmmm.
And it's been going on like this for a while now. One thing after another, and they seem to get worse and worse. But enough about this... I still wanted to get home.
This getting home problem was ever worsening. It seems every time I blink, another person from our world was transported here with us. I, being the one that is responsible for everything here, felt obligated to bring them all back with me... if I could get back myself... hence my problem.
To make matters worse, some people didn't want to return home... like Lacey, for instance. She and my Van were really hitting it off. She didn't want to leave. Rebecca knew that if we went back, the two vampires and herself would be separated forever. So she didn't want to leave either. And forget Amanda. She would stay with Allen, even IF the rest of us could get back. (Although SuperShaun can't wait to leave... with Amanda.) Justin didn't really mind Milerna's obsession with him, and had really no care for our world, so he'd probably stay anyway. John, however, would prefer to be in a Gundam Wing fan dream, or home. This Escaflowne thing was not his cup of tea.
But I had to try and convince them.
I was sitting in the plushy pillow chair room, designing my next plan to get Dilandau, when Chesta burst through the closet door. The gag had been gnawed away, his hair was all messy and he looked flustered.
He looked startled to see I was in there, as if he had been waiting for the right time to get out so that no one would see him.
"Chesta?" I said slowly.
"Heh heh... hi." He went back into the closet and returned with a flowery summer dress. He gave it to me. I took it absentmindedly. I had gotten used to this by now.
"I forgot about you completely!"
He nodded.
"You've been in there for three days!"
He nodded again.
"You look terrible!"
He started to nod, but stopped and frowned.
"...sorry."
"I would love to stay and talk... but I really, really have to pee, really, really bad!" He said.
"Oh... ok. See ya!" I replied, and carried on with my evil scheme.
From out in the hall, I heard Dilandau's voice.
"CHESTA! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
"I.... I... AHHHHH!"
I heard fast footsteps as, what I assumed to be, Chesta running for the bathroom.
Dilandau entered the plushy pillow room and looked at me. "Well how do you like that?" he asked me. "What was that about?"
"Beats me..."
".......... okay."
"No.... it's a figure of speech."
"A.... what?"
"URHG!!!" I slap my forehead in frustration.
"Yikes.....okay. Change of subject in order... HEY! What are you working on?" Says Dilandau quickly.
"Um!" I scrambled to my feet and began scooping up my plans of Dilandau's destruction!