Hello again! I'm back, and I am really surprised at the reviews I got! They were a huge help, and I am really grateful that you guys (you know who you are) gave me some positive feedback! To those who did review:
VanillaCat: Really? Well, thanks a lot! I'm glad that you like it, and I sent you an e-mail containing the answers to the questions you asked me.
ChibiSkunkSaria: Wow! Thank you very much! I'm really glad that you liked my story!
anonymous(levelabsol@msn.com): Thanks very much! Garet says cheese is indeed a good thing!
As before, I really need to hear from you, the readers, as you let me know where to go with my writing. Constructive criticism is appreciated and welcome as before, but pointless flames are not helpful, so please don't bother with them. Now then, on with the story. Please read and review!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Golden Sun, or any elements thereof. Ha, you can't sue me now.
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The Party from Hell: Chapter 2
A.N.: (denotes whispering or muttering), denotes narration
When last we had left our heroes...erm, that is to say, Felix and crew, they had "volunteered" Picard to the post of chaperone in order to complete preparations for the dark deed. The band of bored Adepts now meets outside Isaac's house in order to carry out their boredom-induced mayhem.
Felix: Okay, It would seem that we're all here, well...physically at least... ::casts pointed look at Garet::
Everyone stares at Garet
Garet: What? What did I miss here?
Felix: Exactly.
Garet: Huh?!?
Ivan: ::sighs:: Don't worry about it Garet, none of us really expected you to get it...
Garet: Get what? I still don't understand...
Jenna: ::annoyed:: Of course you don't get it, you big oaf! You weren't supposed to in the first place! NOW PLEASE SHUT UP!!!!!!
Garet: Eep! Yes mistress!
Jenna: Good boy! ::gives Garet a dog biscuit::
Garet: ::munching happily on doggie treat:: Arf!
An awkward silence follows...
Felix: o_O Wow... Jenna, your control over him is simply amazing...
Jenna: It's a gift, I guess. I've always been good with animals. You know, he's not really all that different from a dog...
Picard: Not true. A dog is much more intelligent.
Felix: A rock is more intelligent than Garet...
Ivan: Agreed. Can we please go inside now?
Felix: Sure. Let's start this thing already.
They go inside, assembling in the front room.
Felix: Okay then, Jenna, got your fireworks?
Jenna: Yepperz. ::grins maliciously::
Garet: And I brought cheese! All shall fall before its might!!!
Felix: ::rolls eyes:: Um, no. Anyway, I guess we're about ready.
Dora walks in
All: ::with exaggerated enthusiasm:: Hello, Dora!
Dora: Oh, hello there children! I'm looking for Isaac. Have any of you seen him?
Felix: Yeah, he told me that he was going house-shopping with Mia, and that he wouldn't be back for several days.
Dora: Oh, really? ::sniffling:: My little Isaac is growing up! I'm so happy! I'll finally have grandchildren! ::now bawling:: I'M SO PROUD OF MY LITTLE BABY!!!
In a sudden fit of happiness, Dora sweeps up Picard into a bone-crushing bear hug, still bawling all the while.
Felix: ::sweatdrops:: Um, but Dora, you know they're not even married yet...
Picard: ::starting to turn blue:: *gasp* Excuse me, madam, but could you please let go of my neck?
Dora: ::not noticing Picard:: Bah! Details! Mere details, I say! I shall fix that!
Jenna: 0_0 Wow, Isaac's mom is scary...
Felix: Oh, and you're one to talk? Then again, Dora's been obsessed with grandchildren since poor Isaac hit puberty...
Ivan: O_O Now that IS scary!!
Picard: *gag* A little *choke* help would be *gack* nice...
Sheba: Hey, I finally get to say something! ::notices Picard:: OH MY GOD!!! Dora, let go of Picard before you kill him!
Dora: ::looks at Picard:: Oh shit, son! ::drops him::
Picard: ::gasping for air:: Gah! It's... about... bloody... time! *wheeze*
Dora: Oh, I'm so sorry, Picard! Let me give you a hug and make it better!
Picard: GAH! NOOOOOOO! STAY BACK! THAT'S ENOUGH HUGGING, THANK YOU!!!!!!
Dora: Oh, right. I'm sorry
Picard: Don't be trippin' homeslice, it's cool.
Dora: Where was I? Oh, yes. ::eyes turn bright red:: I have to go tell that slowpoke son of mine to MAKE WITH THE FREAKIN' GRANDCHILDREN ALREADY!!!
Dora starts to leave, Giant Frying Pan o' Doom (tm) in hand.
Felix: Umm, Dora? Hey, Dora! What are you gonna do with the frying pan, Dora? Dora!!
Dora: Felix, you have two seconds to let go of my arm!
Felix: But Dora, I can't let you bash Isa--
Felix is cut off as a resounding CLANG! fills the air. Felix walks back in with a rather huge lump on the side of his head.
Felix: @_@ Ouch. ::collapses::
Jenna: u_u Never challenge the angry woman with the frying pan. You'll lose every single time.
Picard: Yes, indeedy-doo. No truer words ever have graced your throat, methinks.
Sheba: ::sweatdrops:: Um, Picard, are you all right?
Picard: Yes, Picard is fine, and thanks you for asking, although Picard's oxygen-starved brain seems to be causing him to speak rather strangely. Ph33r 7h3 1337 2p33k!
Others: Umm, yeaah. O_o
Meanwhile, a little ways outside Vale, Isaac and Mia rest in a small clearing, when Isaac wakes from a light doze.
Isaac: NOOOOOO!!! SHE'S COMING TO PUNISH ME!!!!!
Mia: What do you mean, dear? Who's coming?
Isaac: SHE IS!!!!
Mia: Who is she?
Isaac: MY MOM! AND SHE HAS HER FRYING PAN! THE HORROR!!!!!!!!
Mia: Oh dear...
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Whew! That was exhausting! Anyway, that's all for this chapter, so tell me what you think by leaving a review! I have to go now, it's getting really late. It's around 11:08 for me right now, so if this looks a little strained, you know why.
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VanillaCat: Really? Well, thanks a lot! I'm glad that you like it, and I sent you an e-mail containing the answers to the questions you asked me.
ChibiSkunkSaria: Wow! Thank you very much! I'm really glad that you liked my story!
anonymous(levelabsol@msn.com): Thanks very much! Garet says cheese is indeed a good thing!
As before, I really need to hear from you, the readers, as you let me know where to go with my writing. Constructive criticism is appreciated and welcome as before, but pointless flames are not helpful, so please don't bother with them. Now then, on with the story. Please read and review!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Golden Sun, or any elements thereof. Ha, you can't sue me now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Party from Hell: Chapter 2
A.N.: (denotes whispering or muttering), denotes narration
When last we had left our heroes...erm, that is to say, Felix and crew, they had "volunteered" Picard to the post of chaperone in order to complete preparations for the dark deed. The band of bored Adepts now meets outside Isaac's house in order to carry out their boredom-induced mayhem.
Felix: Okay, It would seem that we're all here, well...physically at least... ::casts pointed look at Garet::
Everyone stares at Garet
Garet: What? What did I miss here?
Felix: Exactly.
Garet: Huh?!?
Ivan: ::sighs:: Don't worry about it Garet, none of us really expected you to get it...
Garet: Get what? I still don't understand...
Jenna: ::annoyed:: Of course you don't get it, you big oaf! You weren't supposed to in the first place! NOW PLEASE SHUT UP!!!!!!
Garet: Eep! Yes mistress!
Jenna: Good boy! ::gives Garet a dog biscuit::
Garet: ::munching happily on doggie treat:: Arf!
An awkward silence follows...
Felix: o_O Wow... Jenna, your control over him is simply amazing...
Jenna: It's a gift, I guess. I've always been good with animals. You know, he's not really all that different from a dog...
Picard: Not true. A dog is much more intelligent.
Felix: A rock is more intelligent than Garet...
Ivan: Agreed. Can we please go inside now?
Felix: Sure. Let's start this thing already.
They go inside, assembling in the front room.
Felix: Okay then, Jenna, got your fireworks?
Jenna: Yepperz. ::grins maliciously::
Garet: And I brought cheese! All shall fall before its might!!!
Felix: ::rolls eyes:: Um, no. Anyway, I guess we're about ready.
Dora walks in
All: ::with exaggerated enthusiasm:: Hello, Dora!
Dora: Oh, hello there children! I'm looking for Isaac. Have any of you seen him?
Felix: Yeah, he told me that he was going house-shopping with Mia, and that he wouldn't be back for several days.
Dora: Oh, really? ::sniffling:: My little Isaac is growing up! I'm so happy! I'll finally have grandchildren! ::now bawling:: I'M SO PROUD OF MY LITTLE BABY!!!
In a sudden fit of happiness, Dora sweeps up Picard into a bone-crushing bear hug, still bawling all the while.
Felix: ::sweatdrops:: Um, but Dora, you know they're not even married yet...
Picard: ::starting to turn blue:: *gasp* Excuse me, madam, but could you please let go of my neck?
Dora: ::not noticing Picard:: Bah! Details! Mere details, I say! I shall fix that!
Jenna: 0_0 Wow, Isaac's mom is scary...
Felix: Oh, and you're one to talk? Then again, Dora's been obsessed with grandchildren since poor Isaac hit puberty...
Ivan: O_O Now that IS scary!!
Picard: *gag* A little *choke* help would be *gack* nice...
Sheba: Hey, I finally get to say something! ::notices Picard:: OH MY GOD!!! Dora, let go of Picard before you kill him!
Dora: ::looks at Picard:: Oh shit, son! ::drops him::
Picard: ::gasping for air:: Gah! It's... about... bloody... time! *wheeze*
Dora: Oh, I'm so sorry, Picard! Let me give you a hug and make it better!
Picard: GAH! NOOOOOOO! STAY BACK! THAT'S ENOUGH HUGGING, THANK YOU!!!!!!
Dora: Oh, right. I'm sorry
Picard: Don't be trippin' homeslice, it's cool.
Dora: Where was I? Oh, yes. ::eyes turn bright red:: I have to go tell that slowpoke son of mine to MAKE WITH THE FREAKIN' GRANDCHILDREN ALREADY!!!
Dora starts to leave, Giant Frying Pan o' Doom (tm) in hand.
Felix: Umm, Dora? Hey, Dora! What are you gonna do with the frying pan, Dora? Dora!!
Dora: Felix, you have two seconds to let go of my arm!
Felix: But Dora, I can't let you bash Isa--
Felix is cut off as a resounding CLANG! fills the air. Felix walks back in with a rather huge lump on the side of his head.
Felix: @_@ Ouch. ::collapses::
Jenna: u_u Never challenge the angry woman with the frying pan. You'll lose every single time.
Picard: Yes, indeedy-doo. No truer words ever have graced your throat, methinks.
Sheba: ::sweatdrops:: Um, Picard, are you all right?
Picard: Yes, Picard is fine, and thanks you for asking, although Picard's oxygen-starved brain seems to be causing him to speak rather strangely. Ph33r 7h3 1337 2p33k!
Others: Umm, yeaah. O_o
Meanwhile, a little ways outside Vale, Isaac and Mia rest in a small clearing, when Isaac wakes from a light doze.
Isaac: NOOOOOO!!! SHE'S COMING TO PUNISH ME!!!!!
Mia: What do you mean, dear? Who's coming?
Isaac: SHE IS!!!!
Mia: Who is she?
Isaac: MY MOM! AND SHE HAS HER FRYING PAN! THE HORROR!!!!!!!!
Mia: Oh dear...
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Whew! That was exhausting! Anyway, that's all for this chapter, so tell me what you think by leaving a review! I have to go now, it's getting really late. It's around 11:08 for me right now, so if this looks a little strained, you know why.
Save A Tree!
Burn Your Homework!
Leave A Review!