A/N: This story is doing a lot better than my other Weiß story "The Girl
Who Cried Glass Tears" and my Harry Potter story "Another Devilish
Possibility" combined! Thank you to all that reviewed and I will try and
post up the painting Farfie drew but it will look very bad because he had
to draw it on the computer. Well, here is the third day. Enjoy!!! (
August 4, 2002,
Sigh, writing in this journal is helping my soul become purified so I will
write bad things in order to keep my soul.intact. Today Brad took us to the
Pet store so Nagi could get himself a."friend". But I asked him, why do you
need an animal for a friend, you already have me! He just looked at me for a
second as if thinking what life would be like with me as his friend, then he
turned around and picked something up which I was not aloud to see and said
"I'll take this one!". As we walked home I warned Nagi, "If you have another
Bastard furry thing, I can assure you it might just not live till' tomorrow". But
Brad butted in with a long lecture, which I did not listen to for I myself was
thinking other wise. I could teach his pet to be bad, to turn on him. As a grin
crossed my face Brad ordered me to not touch the animal, as they refrain from
telling me what it is. When we got home I went straight to my room and lied on
my bed with my legs hanging over the ledge. Only a couple of minutes later I felt
a strange feeling on my leg, something furry. "Alien Abduction" I chanted, but
when I looked down all I saw were a pair of green eyes looking back at me. I laughed and kicked it out the door, as it shrieked. Only 10 seconds later I heard
my name being called by Brad. I walked outside my room, only to feel my ear
being pulled. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT KICKING THE BABY LITTLE
KITTEN?!", I replied with, oh lets all cry about it, just to be slapped across the
face in the end. I was again sent to my room to think about what I did, but I
thought about what I could have done. I could have slit its throat with my
retractable knife, damn I missed my perfect chance and I even could have made it
look like an accident. But then I remembered what I had done to Brad to exact
my revenge, any minute now the mashed potatoes will fall right off the ceiling
and on to his face. Sweet Dreams Bradie Wadie!
FaRfIe
A/N: how was that? I feel this was a nicer day in the life of Farfie. Once again Please Review! I will try to keep up my every day posting and I will also try to put Farfies painting up, for one of my reviewers. Thank You For Your Reviews! ((((((((((((((((((( (I couldn't find any faces that are drooling with blood)
August 4, 2002,
Sigh, writing in this journal is helping my soul become purified so I will
write bad things in order to keep my soul.intact. Today Brad took us to the
Pet store so Nagi could get himself a."friend". But I asked him, why do you
need an animal for a friend, you already have me! He just looked at me for a
second as if thinking what life would be like with me as his friend, then he
turned around and picked something up which I was not aloud to see and said
"I'll take this one!". As we walked home I warned Nagi, "If you have another
Bastard furry thing, I can assure you it might just not live till' tomorrow". But
Brad butted in with a long lecture, which I did not listen to for I myself was
thinking other wise. I could teach his pet to be bad, to turn on him. As a grin
crossed my face Brad ordered me to not touch the animal, as they refrain from
telling me what it is. When we got home I went straight to my room and lied on
my bed with my legs hanging over the ledge. Only a couple of minutes later I felt
a strange feeling on my leg, something furry. "Alien Abduction" I chanted, but
when I looked down all I saw were a pair of green eyes looking back at me. I laughed and kicked it out the door, as it shrieked. Only 10 seconds later I heard
my name being called by Brad. I walked outside my room, only to feel my ear
being pulled. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT KICKING THE BABY LITTLE
KITTEN?!", I replied with, oh lets all cry about it, just to be slapped across the
face in the end. I was again sent to my room to think about what I did, but I
thought about what I could have done. I could have slit its throat with my
retractable knife, damn I missed my perfect chance and I even could have made it
look like an accident. But then I remembered what I had done to Brad to exact
my revenge, any minute now the mashed potatoes will fall right off the ceiling
and on to his face. Sweet Dreams Bradie Wadie!
FaRfIe
A/N: how was that? I feel this was a nicer day in the life of Farfie. Once again Please Review! I will try to keep up my every day posting and I will also try to put Farfies painting up, for one of my reviewers. Thank You For Your Reviews! ((((((((((((((((((( (I couldn't find any faces that are drooling with blood)