008: how'd I get here?
Leah: I brought you here! *glomps 008*
C2A4: um..people, that was leah and what used to be 008...*hears kissy noises behind her* GAAH! HELP!
~*~*~*~*~*
"AH!" I cried as I felt warm liquid rising around my body. I sat up and saw that I was in a bathroom all by myself. Then I saw the flea shampoo on the floor.
I locked the door and undressed. Then I got back in the tub and started bathing.
"You almost done, 0019?" I heard Françoise call through the door.
"I'm working on my tail," I replied. "It has a life of its own, I think!"
Françoise laughed.
"Tell Jet to leave some of his clothes by the door, okay?"
"Why?"
"Because that uniform is very uncomfortable! Ouch.oh, that's great: Sharp nails!"
"You okay?"
"Yeah," I grumbled as I fought my tail.
An hour later, I finished my bath.after a long fight with my tail, that is.
"Thanks for letting me use your clothes, Jet," I said while brushing my hair.
"No problem," Jet said. "Just as long as no fleas nest in 'em."
"Not funny, Jet. It wasn't my death wish to become half husky," I muttered. "This brush is not working very well!"
"Use this one," Leah said as she handed me a dog brush.
I sighed as I took the dog brush and began brushing my hair.
"I may love dogs, but I hate this," I sighed. "What time is it?"
"Close to sundown," Leah said.
"I'm going for walk! I'll back in the morning!" I said while getting up and running out of the door.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Why'd she leave in such a hurry?" I asked.
Leah shrugged.
Pyunma walked by with an open book in his hand. Leah whistled.
"Huh?" he said while looking up from his book. I pointed to Leah. "Oh." Then he continued on his way.
"So, how exactly am I supposed to hide my tail and ears?" Emily asked the next day as we were about to go shopping.
"You can't," Doc said.
"WHAT? I'LL LOOK LIKE A FREAK!" Emily cried.
"Live with it. 002 has to live with a huge nose," G.B. said.
"That's not very funny, G.B.," I growled as I pulled him over by his collar.
"Do I care?" he laughed as I pulled back my fist.
"Yes. If I were you, I wouldn't want this fist to collide with my face."
"Jet, we don't need any blood shed this early in the morning," Emily yawned through her soda.
"Why are you so tired?" Françoise asked.
"Not used to waking up early," Emily replied.
"SHOPPING NOW!" Françoise shouted.
"Jeeze." Leah said while hiding behind Pyunma. "You're worse than Joe with a bad headache!"
Joe blushed.
"Thanks for the aching head, nine," Emily mumbled as I took her bottle of pop. "Hey, Jet.now what am I supposed to use to wake up?"
"I'll buy you some coffee," I said while throwing away the bottle.
"I hate coffee."
"Come on," I said while grabbing her wrist.
"I CALL THE MOTORCYCLE!" Pyunma cried.
"I CALL RIDING WITH HIM!" Leah cried.
"No one touches my car!" I said as Emily and I got in my black-with- blue-flames Jaguar.
~*~*~*~*
"Nah," I said as Françoise held up a skirt. She set that down and held up a dark blue skirt. "Nah."
Jet held up a couple of shirts that had some really ho guys on them.
"Yeah," I said. "Who are they?" I asked as I took the shirts.
"Good Charlotte and Linkin Park. They're punk bands."
"He's hot," I said while pointing to a guy from Good Charlotte.
"That's Billy. Most women think he's ugly."
"Those women are crazy."
"0019!" Françoise said sternly, "I forbid you to get those clothes!"
"I forbid myself long ago to wear woman's clothing.especially the kind that make my chest stick out! Ooh.I like these!" I said as I found a pair of black baggy pants that had a silver wolf embroidered on the leg. (sound familiar?) I threw those into the cart before heading over to the shoes. "Awesome!"
I had found a pair of combat boot that had metal spikes going down each side. I got them in my size and put them into the cart. Then I found a pair of black Chuck Tayler Converse High tops. I also got those. I got a couple of wallet chains and a wallet. I found a belt that had spikes on it.
"Punks," Françoise sighed.
"Hey, Em, Pyunma's sexy, isn't he?" Leah said that night as she modeled her dresses in front of her mirror.
"No," I said as I flipped through an old photo album. The black and white pictures brought back a lot of memories.
I got lost in a memory just as Leah said something
~*~*
"Are you coming, slowpoke?" a seven year-old Jet laughed.
"Are you the one who got out of the hospital no more than three days ago?" I grumbled as Jet turned a corner.
He peeked from behind the corner and waved at me with a smile.
"Come on! I want you to meet my parents!" he said as I turned the corner.
A man brushed past me and I grabbed my side.
"Are you okay?" Jet asked with a concerned look.
I nodded.
"I'll make sure no one does that until you're all better, okay?" he said with a smile as he grabbed my hand.
"Okay," I said with a smile as I let him lead me to his house.
~*~*
"Emily, are you listening?"
"No, I'm not."
"Why?"
"I'm remembering some things."
"Well, listen now. I think Pyunma likes me!"
"Do I care?"
"You will once I punch you!"
"Go ahead."
Leah punched me in the jaw, but I did nothing but stare at my album.
"Jeeze! What's so special about this photo album?" Leah cried while pulling the album from my hands.
"Give that back!" I cried while chasing after her.
"MAD DOG!" Leah shouted as I chased her throughout the house.
"GIVE ME BACK MY PHOTO ALBUM! IT HAS A LOT OF STUFF I DO NOT NEED ANYONE SEEING!"
Then, in the kitchen, I slipped on some water and fell flat on my back. I coughed many times before regaining my breath.
"You okay?" Jet asked while helping me up.
I nodded as I leaned on the wall. I let my breath become normal again before listening for Leah.
"LEAH! GIVE IT BACK!" Jet shouted after I told him which room she was in.
Ten minutes later, he came back with my album. "Thank you," I said. "No problem!" Jet replied with a smile. "Come on! I wanna talk to you!"
~*~*~*~*~*
C2A4: you can tell Jet's gunna be the childlike one, can't ya?
Leah: Yes, yes you can.
00 cyborgs: AAHH! SHE'S NOT HYPER! HELP US!
C2A4: ignore them. But review and major sundaes go to you!
Leah: I brought you here! *glomps 008*
C2A4: um..people, that was leah and what used to be 008...*hears kissy noises behind her* GAAH! HELP!
~*~*~*~*~*
"AH!" I cried as I felt warm liquid rising around my body. I sat up and saw that I was in a bathroom all by myself. Then I saw the flea shampoo on the floor.
I locked the door and undressed. Then I got back in the tub and started bathing.
"You almost done, 0019?" I heard Françoise call through the door.
"I'm working on my tail," I replied. "It has a life of its own, I think!"
Françoise laughed.
"Tell Jet to leave some of his clothes by the door, okay?"
"Why?"
"Because that uniform is very uncomfortable! Ouch.oh, that's great: Sharp nails!"
"You okay?"
"Yeah," I grumbled as I fought my tail.
An hour later, I finished my bath.after a long fight with my tail, that is.
"Thanks for letting me use your clothes, Jet," I said while brushing my hair.
"No problem," Jet said. "Just as long as no fleas nest in 'em."
"Not funny, Jet. It wasn't my death wish to become half husky," I muttered. "This brush is not working very well!"
"Use this one," Leah said as she handed me a dog brush.
I sighed as I took the dog brush and began brushing my hair.
"I may love dogs, but I hate this," I sighed. "What time is it?"
"Close to sundown," Leah said.
"I'm going for walk! I'll back in the morning!" I said while getting up and running out of the door.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Why'd she leave in such a hurry?" I asked.
Leah shrugged.
Pyunma walked by with an open book in his hand. Leah whistled.
"Huh?" he said while looking up from his book. I pointed to Leah. "Oh." Then he continued on his way.
"So, how exactly am I supposed to hide my tail and ears?" Emily asked the next day as we were about to go shopping.
"You can't," Doc said.
"WHAT? I'LL LOOK LIKE A FREAK!" Emily cried.
"Live with it. 002 has to live with a huge nose," G.B. said.
"That's not very funny, G.B.," I growled as I pulled him over by his collar.
"Do I care?" he laughed as I pulled back my fist.
"Yes. If I were you, I wouldn't want this fist to collide with my face."
"Jet, we don't need any blood shed this early in the morning," Emily yawned through her soda.
"Why are you so tired?" Françoise asked.
"Not used to waking up early," Emily replied.
"SHOPPING NOW!" Françoise shouted.
"Jeeze." Leah said while hiding behind Pyunma. "You're worse than Joe with a bad headache!"
Joe blushed.
"Thanks for the aching head, nine," Emily mumbled as I took her bottle of pop. "Hey, Jet.now what am I supposed to use to wake up?"
"I'll buy you some coffee," I said while throwing away the bottle.
"I hate coffee."
"Come on," I said while grabbing her wrist.
"I CALL THE MOTORCYCLE!" Pyunma cried.
"I CALL RIDING WITH HIM!" Leah cried.
"No one touches my car!" I said as Emily and I got in my black-with- blue-flames Jaguar.
~*~*~*~*
"Nah," I said as Françoise held up a skirt. She set that down and held up a dark blue skirt. "Nah."
Jet held up a couple of shirts that had some really ho guys on them.
"Yeah," I said. "Who are they?" I asked as I took the shirts.
"Good Charlotte and Linkin Park. They're punk bands."
"He's hot," I said while pointing to a guy from Good Charlotte.
"That's Billy. Most women think he's ugly."
"Those women are crazy."
"0019!" Françoise said sternly, "I forbid you to get those clothes!"
"I forbid myself long ago to wear woman's clothing.especially the kind that make my chest stick out! Ooh.I like these!" I said as I found a pair of black baggy pants that had a silver wolf embroidered on the leg. (sound familiar?) I threw those into the cart before heading over to the shoes. "Awesome!"
I had found a pair of combat boot that had metal spikes going down each side. I got them in my size and put them into the cart. Then I found a pair of black Chuck Tayler Converse High tops. I also got those. I got a couple of wallet chains and a wallet. I found a belt that had spikes on it.
"Punks," Françoise sighed.
"Hey, Em, Pyunma's sexy, isn't he?" Leah said that night as she modeled her dresses in front of her mirror.
"No," I said as I flipped through an old photo album. The black and white pictures brought back a lot of memories.
I got lost in a memory just as Leah said something
~*~*
"Are you coming, slowpoke?" a seven year-old Jet laughed.
"Are you the one who got out of the hospital no more than three days ago?" I grumbled as Jet turned a corner.
He peeked from behind the corner and waved at me with a smile.
"Come on! I want you to meet my parents!" he said as I turned the corner.
A man brushed past me and I grabbed my side.
"Are you okay?" Jet asked with a concerned look.
I nodded.
"I'll make sure no one does that until you're all better, okay?" he said with a smile as he grabbed my hand.
"Okay," I said with a smile as I let him lead me to his house.
~*~*
"Emily, are you listening?"
"No, I'm not."
"Why?"
"I'm remembering some things."
"Well, listen now. I think Pyunma likes me!"
"Do I care?"
"You will once I punch you!"
"Go ahead."
Leah punched me in the jaw, but I did nothing but stare at my album.
"Jeeze! What's so special about this photo album?" Leah cried while pulling the album from my hands.
"Give that back!" I cried while chasing after her.
"MAD DOG!" Leah shouted as I chased her throughout the house.
"GIVE ME BACK MY PHOTO ALBUM! IT HAS A LOT OF STUFF I DO NOT NEED ANYONE SEEING!"
Then, in the kitchen, I slipped on some water and fell flat on my back. I coughed many times before regaining my breath.
"You okay?" Jet asked while helping me up.
I nodded as I leaned on the wall. I let my breath become normal again before listening for Leah.
"LEAH! GIVE IT BACK!" Jet shouted after I told him which room she was in.
Ten minutes later, he came back with my album. "Thank you," I said. "No problem!" Jet replied with a smile. "Come on! I wanna talk to you!"
~*~*~*~*~*
C2A4: you can tell Jet's gunna be the childlike one, can't ya?
Leah: Yes, yes you can.
00 cyborgs: AAHH! SHE'S NOT HYPER! HELP US!
C2A4: ignore them. But review and major sundaes go to you!