Hey-ho! I seem to have this habit of not updating my stuff for a LONG time,
but that's mostly 'coz my computer is kinda weird and so when I upload it,
all these funny symbols come up where it shouldn't. That's why I'm
uploading my stuff at school, where the computers are more normal.
This time, I've added in Cephied and Shabby - yes, it's OOC and what I
write below would probably never happen in a zillion years....but hey,
someone's gotta do it and get bashed for it, right? *does a happy dance*
I know it sounds repetitive, but I really must thank not only those who have reviewed, but also bothered to read my stuff. I read other people's fics, but almost never review due to laziness (though I occasionally review if the story is finished or when I have some spare time on my hands). So I don't expect many reviews anyway, given the large chunk of Slayers fics that pop around everyday. But if you think my fic is worth it, then you're welcome by all means to review. And believe me, I'll always read your stuff afterwards (even if I never review).
.....I'm watching you.....buwhahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *gets hit by a passing truck*
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Chapter 3
L-sama inspected her shovel carefully for the millionth time that morning. It hadn't been used for almost an eternity, but it was still as good as new! Feeling rather pleased with herself, she took a few practice swings with it, accidentally sending a vase on to the floor. (Oops.) A teenage boy poked his head into the room and squeaked when he saw what happened. At the sight of the mess on the floor, he held his face with both hands dramatically and fell daintily on to the floor. "Mommeee," he whined tearfully, "you broke my toy." He sniffled a little, picking up the pieces from the floor. His creator sweatdropped as her 'son' huddled in a dark corner with depression lines surrounding him, wiping an actual tear from his eye. "...and it was an ancient artifact from the Kouma Wars too!" (T-T)
"..........."
At this point, Shabranigdo decided to poke his head into the room to see what all the commotion was about. "Who's lost their marbles this time?" he chirped in a sing-song voice, absolutely delighted that his stupid goody- goody-two-shoes brother was upset. Cephied dear was such a delicious buffet. (^-^) L-sama waved her shovel threateningly in his face. "Shabby don't you DARE bully your brother!" (T_T) As much as Shabranigdo wanted to point out that he wasn't the one to break Cephied dear's precious little toy, the sight of a shovel - no, rather, THE golden shovel - gleaming in his creator's hands assured him that it wasn't the wisest thing to contradict her. Particularly if you were 1/7 dead. Reluctantly, he patted his brother's shoulder and said the nicest words a Mazoku could muster without injuring his dignity: "Don't cry."
No sooner had he said those words, Cephied pulled him into a tight embrace and sobbed, "M-m-my t-t-toy! Oh Shabby! You're the be-be-bestest brother in the en-en-entire universe! Shabby?"
The Mazoku looked quite ill and ready to spew out last night's dinner and all the other meals he'd eaten since he was created. ::I'm gonna die! Again! I'm going to be 2/7 dead! Someone please whack him with a shovel - or anything at all! I need to retch....I need to puke....I need to...:: He fell on to the floor in frozen shock, overwhelmed by the flying emotions of happiness, love and white fluffy super-bunnies-that-save-the-world. Even L- sama was sweatdropping more profusely than ever. However, Cephied seemed oblivious to why everyone was looking sick and scratched his head in a dumbfounded manner.
No sooner had he done so, a herd of lice jumped from his head on to L- sama's golden shovel.
The Lord of Nightmares, known as the mother of all things, the essence of all good and evil, the golden lord held in respect and awe of all....twitched. All the hairs on the back of her neck were raised. She shook uncontrollably, her head bowed. She tightened her grip on her shovel. Shabby and Cephied hugged each other in sheer terror as she advanced menacingly towards them.......
Somewhere in the cold icy North, Dynast Grausherra looked up at the sky. "I think I hear screaming, Sherra" he mused.
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"Wuuhyy?"
"Because it's a secret!"
"But wuuuhhyy?"
"Because secrets are supposed to be kept secret!"
"But wuuuhhy?"
"If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret anymore, right?"
"But wuuuuuuuhhhyy?"
"Because that's what secrets are for!"
"But WUUUUHHHHHYYY?"
"ARRGGHHH WELL JUST BECAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A chibi Xelloss stamped his foot in frustration. How long was Dolphin going to follow him?! (.) It had already been FIVE whole painful days with an equally chibi Dolphin latched on to his shoulder. And it certainly didn't look like it was going to end anytime soon either. "Xelly-poo with Dolphin stay forever and ever and ever!" Dolphin stated as-a-matter-of-factly in her most solemn voice. "Play with Dolphin and fishies!"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"No "
"Yes......shit."
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"Now I want you both to behave. This means, no hurting each other, no killing parts off each other, and no verbal taunting - especially you, Shabby. When I come back I want my palace in ONE UNHARMED PIECE, got that?"
Shabranigdo and Cephied nodded mutely, holding ice bags to their heads whilst their creator droned on and on about what they weren't allowed to do for the next two hours.
".......no watching tv, no browsing of pornographic sites, no icq, no msn, no bidding on ebay, no swearing, no magic, and no inviting friends over. I think I've summed it all up. Any questions?"
"Can I take Zannafar out for a walk?"
"Shabby dear," L-sama replied sweetly, "would you like me to put my shovel up your rear end?"
"Umm....no."
"Then things are going to be just fine," she smiled dangerously, "Right?"
Shabranigdo nodded, nervously eyeing the golden shovel.
After all, things were going to be just fine.
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Reviews and comments are most welcomed! Flames will be used to roast Shabby and Xelly-poo for eternity! Yum...*rubs hands with glee*
I know it sounds repetitive, but I really must thank not only those who have reviewed, but also bothered to read my stuff. I read other people's fics, but almost never review due to laziness (though I occasionally review if the story is finished or when I have some spare time on my hands). So I don't expect many reviews anyway, given the large chunk of Slayers fics that pop around everyday. But if you think my fic is worth it, then you're welcome by all means to review. And believe me, I'll always read your stuff afterwards (even if I never review).
.....I'm watching you.....buwhahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *gets hit by a passing truck*
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Chapter 3
L-sama inspected her shovel carefully for the millionth time that morning. It hadn't been used for almost an eternity, but it was still as good as new! Feeling rather pleased with herself, she took a few practice swings with it, accidentally sending a vase on to the floor. (Oops.) A teenage boy poked his head into the room and squeaked when he saw what happened. At the sight of the mess on the floor, he held his face with both hands dramatically and fell daintily on to the floor. "Mommeee," he whined tearfully, "you broke my toy." He sniffled a little, picking up the pieces from the floor. His creator sweatdropped as her 'son' huddled in a dark corner with depression lines surrounding him, wiping an actual tear from his eye. "...and it was an ancient artifact from the Kouma Wars too!" (T-T)
"..........."
At this point, Shabranigdo decided to poke his head into the room to see what all the commotion was about. "Who's lost their marbles this time?" he chirped in a sing-song voice, absolutely delighted that his stupid goody- goody-two-shoes brother was upset. Cephied dear was such a delicious buffet. (^-^) L-sama waved her shovel threateningly in his face. "Shabby don't you DARE bully your brother!" (T_T) As much as Shabranigdo wanted to point out that he wasn't the one to break Cephied dear's precious little toy, the sight of a shovel - no, rather, THE golden shovel - gleaming in his creator's hands assured him that it wasn't the wisest thing to contradict her. Particularly if you were 1/7 dead. Reluctantly, he patted his brother's shoulder and said the nicest words a Mazoku could muster without injuring his dignity: "Don't cry."
No sooner had he said those words, Cephied pulled him into a tight embrace and sobbed, "M-m-my t-t-toy! Oh Shabby! You're the be-be-bestest brother in the en-en-entire universe! Shabby?"
The Mazoku looked quite ill and ready to spew out last night's dinner and all the other meals he'd eaten since he was created. ::I'm gonna die! Again! I'm going to be 2/7 dead! Someone please whack him with a shovel - or anything at all! I need to retch....I need to puke....I need to...:: He fell on to the floor in frozen shock, overwhelmed by the flying emotions of happiness, love and white fluffy super-bunnies-that-save-the-world. Even L- sama was sweatdropping more profusely than ever. However, Cephied seemed oblivious to why everyone was looking sick and scratched his head in a dumbfounded manner.
No sooner had he done so, a herd of lice jumped from his head on to L- sama's golden shovel.
The Lord of Nightmares, known as the mother of all things, the essence of all good and evil, the golden lord held in respect and awe of all....twitched. All the hairs on the back of her neck were raised. She shook uncontrollably, her head bowed. She tightened her grip on her shovel. Shabby and Cephied hugged each other in sheer terror as she advanced menacingly towards them.......
Somewhere in the cold icy North, Dynast Grausherra looked up at the sky. "I think I hear screaming, Sherra" he mused.
---
"Wuuhyy?"
"Because it's a secret!"
"But wuuuhhyy?"
"Because secrets are supposed to be kept secret!"
"But wuuuhhy?"
"If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret anymore, right?"
"But wuuuuuuuhhhyy?"
"Because that's what secrets are for!"
"But WUUUUHHHHHYYY?"
"ARRGGHHH WELL JUST BECAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A chibi Xelloss stamped his foot in frustration. How long was Dolphin going to follow him?! (.) It had already been FIVE whole painful days with an equally chibi Dolphin latched on to his shoulder. And it certainly didn't look like it was going to end anytime soon either. "Xelly-poo with Dolphin stay forever and ever and ever!" Dolphin stated as-a-matter-of-factly in her most solemn voice. "Play with Dolphin and fishies!"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"No "
"Yes......shit."
---
"Now I want you both to behave. This means, no hurting each other, no killing parts off each other, and no verbal taunting - especially you, Shabby. When I come back I want my palace in ONE UNHARMED PIECE, got that?"
Shabranigdo and Cephied nodded mutely, holding ice bags to their heads whilst their creator droned on and on about what they weren't allowed to do for the next two hours.
".......no watching tv, no browsing of pornographic sites, no icq, no msn, no bidding on ebay, no swearing, no magic, and no inviting friends over. I think I've summed it all up. Any questions?"
"Can I take Zannafar out for a walk?"
"Shabby dear," L-sama replied sweetly, "would you like me to put my shovel up your rear end?"
"Umm....no."
"Then things are going to be just fine," she smiled dangerously, "Right?"
Shabranigdo nodded, nervously eyeing the golden shovel.
After all, things were going to be just fine.
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Reviews and comments are most welcomed! Flames will be used to roast Shabby and Xelly-poo for eternity! Yum...*rubs hands with glee*
