Disclaimer: Due to a recent explanation given to me by a friend, I have come to the understanding that just because I have kidnapped these characters and have them chained in my closet does not mean they belong to me. Alas, Alveraz, O'Riely, and anyone else here in OZ remain the bitches of Tom Fontona (?) and Mr.Pancamo belongs to himself and is NO ONES bitch, (But Mr.PANDAcamo remains my bitch *background* Panda: WHA?! Plushie: Nothing.) , while Melanie and Melissa (Bean) remain MY bitchs and I , of course, remain my own bitch(that sounded a lot better in my head). The G- Boys of course belong to that guy who owns them and don't worry if you don't know them I've just used their names and looks, Their personalitys have been completely changed....No infringement is intended and no money was made from the production of this piece of fiction.
Author's Notes: For once, my laziness was not the cause of delay for this long awaited chapter. It's all ff.net fault. They removed my pokemon story and gave me no reason (check out my bio if you don't beleive me) for it's removel. I put it back up again, and if they remove it this time, I'm taking my little friend and we're going to efanfiction.net. *Avraia screams: MY FANS!* YOU'LL GET NEW FANS! *Avaria: NOOO!*
-----EMERALD CITY------
Angela opened the door to Ryan's pod and looked at him and some black guy who was in the of a deal, "Dude, GET OUT." Angela snapped.
The black guy left and Ryan smirked at her, "Hiya Angie."
"Don't call me that." Angela snapped, "Now, give me the tits."
"But you've already got two." Ryan responded.
Angela nailed him in the face, and they started wreastling. Two hacks ran in and yanked Angela off Ryan.
"Put Shortall in the cage." McManus shouted from the lower level.
"ME? O'Rielys the one with the drugs!" Angela snapped.
"Pat down O'Riely!" he added.
"Fu--" Ryan tried to dump the drugs, as the hacks came after him, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
Angela laughed as Murphy tossed her in the cage, "SCREW YOU O'RIELY!
"YOU FUCKING DIKE!"
"Put O'Reily in the cage." McManus shouted.
"BUT I'M IN THE CAGE!" Angela shouted as the hacks stuffed O'Riely in on top of her.
"I know." McManus smirked, then leaned in, "and I do know 'what the fuck is going on'."
"YOU BASTARD!" She shouted at McManus' back.
Angela turned and glared at Ryan, Ryan glared back.
"Dick."
"Bitch."
"Fag."
"Dike."
"Leperchan."
"American." Ryan snapped with a smug look. (1)
"DIE BITCH!" Angela bitch slapped him
"Ow."
"Then don't call me American you dirty Nazi pig."
"ANGELA!"
Angela turned to see Melanie and Wufei standing in front of the cage looking annoyed.
"Wha?"
"You had to do that? Now what am I going to tell Melissa?" Melanie crossed her arms.
"Don't worry about it." Angela turned and studied the cage, half of which was occupied by Ryan, "God I hate the cage."
"As much as solitary?" Wufei questioned.
"ARGH! NOTHING IS WORSE THEN SOLITARY!" Angela shouted.
"If you don't shut the fuck up," One of the hacks shouted, "that's where you'll be heading next!"
Angela closed her mouth, and cringed. Solitary sucked. "Mel?"
"What?"
"When you see Pancamo again, tell him I've taken care of it."
"Taken care of what?"
"IT."
"Angela?"
"yeah?"
"Are you on drugs?'
"No."
-----UNIT B------
Duo sat in his cell and glared out at the Ayrans, "This is it, this is how I'm going to die."
"Hey Maxwell." came an airy voice from the entrance of his cell, "How'd you like some cock up your ass?"
Duo turned to see Schillinger standing there, "Sadly, unlike everyone else in Unit B, I'm not a faggot."
"ahh... Cold..."
"Well, I had a choice, Side with you or side with Pancamo," Duo informed him, "Pancamo has Melanie and Angela, and BELEIVE ME you don not want to get on their bad sides."
"Anyone want a blow-job?" Timmy Kirk stuck his head in the pod and glanced around.(2)
"I'd love one Timmy." Schillinger left with Timmy.
"That's just wrong, VERY VERY wrong." Duo mumbled.
A bell buzzed and Duo headed off to the kitchen to get to work.
Duo entered the kitchen and grabbed an apron and tucked his hair under a net, "Mel!" he jogged over to Melanie and gave a quick glance around, "Where's Angela and Wu-Boy?"
"Wu-Boy was transfered up to lady dresses again, and Angela is in the cage."
"AGAIN?!"
"Get to work." Pancamo snapped.
"Pancamo, Angela says she's taken care of It." Melanie said.
"I assumed as much when I saw her in the cage, AGAIN."
"yup yup."
(1)
I'm not a lumberjack or a fur trader. I don't live in an igloo, eat blubber or own a dogsled.
I don't know Jimmy, Suzie or Sally from Canada, although I'm certain they're very nice. I have a prime minister, not a president. I speak English and French, not American. And I pronounce it "about" not "a-boot."
I can proudly sew my country's flag on my backpack. I believe in peacekeeping, not policing; diversity, not assimilation. And that the beaver is a proud and noble animal. A toque is a hat, a chesterfield is a couch.
And it's pronounced Zed. OK. Not Zee. Zed. Canada is the second-largest land mass, the first nation of hockey and the best part of North America.
My name is Angela and I am Canadian.. and I take great offense to be called anything but.
(2) I hate Timmy Kirk, that is were this nasty stero type comes from. and because I don't think I've seen an epi. where he hasn't offered someone a blow-job.
Author's Notes: For once, my laziness was not the cause of delay for this long awaited chapter. It's all ff.net fault. They removed my pokemon story and gave me no reason (check out my bio if you don't beleive me) for it's removel. I put it back up again, and if they remove it this time, I'm taking my little friend and we're going to efanfiction.net. *Avraia screams: MY FANS!* YOU'LL GET NEW FANS! *Avaria: NOOO!*
-----EMERALD CITY------
Angela opened the door to Ryan's pod and looked at him and some black guy who was in the of a deal, "Dude, GET OUT." Angela snapped.
The black guy left and Ryan smirked at her, "Hiya Angie."
"Don't call me that." Angela snapped, "Now, give me the tits."
"But you've already got two." Ryan responded.
Angela nailed him in the face, and they started wreastling. Two hacks ran in and yanked Angela off Ryan.
"Put Shortall in the cage." McManus shouted from the lower level.
"ME? O'Rielys the one with the drugs!" Angela snapped.
"Pat down O'Riely!" he added.
"Fu--" Ryan tried to dump the drugs, as the hacks came after him, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
Angela laughed as Murphy tossed her in the cage, "SCREW YOU O'RIELY!
"YOU FUCKING DIKE!"
"Put O'Reily in the cage." McManus shouted.
"BUT I'M IN THE CAGE!" Angela shouted as the hacks stuffed O'Riely in on top of her.
"I know." McManus smirked, then leaned in, "and I do know 'what the fuck is going on'."
"YOU BASTARD!" She shouted at McManus' back.
Angela turned and glared at Ryan, Ryan glared back.
"Dick."
"Bitch."
"Fag."
"Dike."
"Leperchan."
"American." Ryan snapped with a smug look. (1)
"DIE BITCH!" Angela bitch slapped him
"Ow."
"Then don't call me American you dirty Nazi pig."
"ANGELA!"
Angela turned to see Melanie and Wufei standing in front of the cage looking annoyed.
"Wha?"
"You had to do that? Now what am I going to tell Melissa?" Melanie crossed her arms.
"Don't worry about it." Angela turned and studied the cage, half of which was occupied by Ryan, "God I hate the cage."
"As much as solitary?" Wufei questioned.
"ARGH! NOTHING IS WORSE THEN SOLITARY!" Angela shouted.
"If you don't shut the fuck up," One of the hacks shouted, "that's where you'll be heading next!"
Angela closed her mouth, and cringed. Solitary sucked. "Mel?"
"What?"
"When you see Pancamo again, tell him I've taken care of it."
"Taken care of what?"
"IT."
"Angela?"
"yeah?"
"Are you on drugs?'
"No."
-----UNIT B------
Duo sat in his cell and glared out at the Ayrans, "This is it, this is how I'm going to die."
"Hey Maxwell." came an airy voice from the entrance of his cell, "How'd you like some cock up your ass?"
Duo turned to see Schillinger standing there, "Sadly, unlike everyone else in Unit B, I'm not a faggot."
"ahh... Cold..."
"Well, I had a choice, Side with you or side with Pancamo," Duo informed him, "Pancamo has Melanie and Angela, and BELEIVE ME you don not want to get on their bad sides."
"Anyone want a blow-job?" Timmy Kirk stuck his head in the pod and glanced around.(2)
"I'd love one Timmy." Schillinger left with Timmy.
"That's just wrong, VERY VERY wrong." Duo mumbled.
A bell buzzed and Duo headed off to the kitchen to get to work.
Duo entered the kitchen and grabbed an apron and tucked his hair under a net, "Mel!" he jogged over to Melanie and gave a quick glance around, "Where's Angela and Wu-Boy?"
"Wu-Boy was transfered up to lady dresses again, and Angela is in the cage."
"AGAIN?!"
"Get to work." Pancamo snapped.
"Pancamo, Angela says she's taken care of It." Melanie said.
"I assumed as much when I saw her in the cage, AGAIN."
"yup yup."
(1)
I'm not a lumberjack or a fur trader. I don't live in an igloo, eat blubber or own a dogsled.
I don't know Jimmy, Suzie or Sally from Canada, although I'm certain they're very nice. I have a prime minister, not a president. I speak English and French, not American. And I pronounce it "about" not "a-boot."
I can proudly sew my country's flag on my backpack. I believe in peacekeeping, not policing; diversity, not assimilation. And that the beaver is a proud and noble animal. A toque is a hat, a chesterfield is a couch.
And it's pronounced Zed. OK. Not Zee. Zed. Canada is the second-largest land mass, the first nation of hockey and the best part of North America.
My name is Angela and I am Canadian.. and I take great offense to be called anything but.
(2) I hate Timmy Kirk, that is were this nasty stero type comes from. and because I don't think I've seen an epi. where he hasn't offered someone a blow-job.