**You guys want to know the biggest load of bull I've ever heard? The
people that made the Tomb Raider movies said the games suck. Well, yeah
there may be glitches and stuff, but without the game, Lara wouldn't be
there, without Lara there's no movie. Don't you agree?**
Larson, Lara, and Kurtis were in Kurtis's apartment. Larson said, "I think I know who-" he looked around, confused as he said the name "-That Guy . is."
Kurtis said, "Well, who is he?"
"He's one of my ex-goons. But, one day he was acting like a pirate . on a Monday!"
". Is that all?"
Lara said, "That's pretty lame, Larson."
Larson said, "I like to keep my people organized!"
"So what's-" she looked around, confused as she said the name "- That one Guy's name?"
"I . don't know . Hmm, guess I never thought about it before. Oh well!"
Kurtis said, "Do you know where this guy is right now?"
"Well, the last time I saw him, was when I banished him to my basement until I forgot why he was down there in the first place . or died whichever comes first."
"So he's ... in your basement ." Kurtis shook his head.
Lara said, "How smart do you think Larson is? Ok, Larson knowing how . smart you and you're goons are, this should be easy."
Larson said, "We'll have to stay here until I remember where I live."
Kurtis said, "You forgot where you lived?" Larson nodded. Kurtis hit himself in the head. "Ok, ok. Larson, you sleep outside. Lara, you can stay in here."
Lara said, "Larson start remembering where you live."
Larson said, "Do I have to sleep outside? Can't I sleep on the floor or something?"
"Yes, you can."
"Hey," Kurtis complained, "this is my house, you know. Doesn't mean you can just come in and take it over."
"Well I just did." Larson sat there and listened to them argue.
Meanwhile, in Larson's basement, That Guy . had the butler tied to a chair. "Lara will have to give up now," That Guy . said. "Well either that or she'll beat me up and rescue you. Either way."
"Uh," the butler said, "I'm a rapper."
"Really? Ok, then make a rap about something."
"Uh, what's up my homie, nigga-"
"No, not that one. Something tells me you did that in the last chapter. Do something else."
"Uh, ok. Uh, hey That Guy is holding me hostage; uh, would you like to see my sausage-" and so he continued on with is stupid rap.
At night, Larson lay on the by the door (that rhymes) and slept, while Lara and Kurtis fought over the bed . sort of.
"No! I'm not sharing the bed with you! Sleep on the couch," Lara said.
Kurtis said, grinning, "This is my house, I make the rules, and I say you have to sleep on the bed with me."
"No!"
"Yes."
"No."
"I'm not going to do anything to you.
". Oh fine, if you'll shut up about it."
"I knew you'd give in eventually."
Lara rolled her eyes and said, "Of course. You're so irresistible." Kurtis grinned. "Don't get your hopes up. I was being sarcastic." She hit him softly with a pillow. "Go to sleep." She lay down so her back was to him. Kurtis lie down and put his arm around her. She growled, but didn't try to move him.
Lara opened her eyes, she could feel Kurtis's chest against her back and his arm around her. Her heart pounded in her ears, but she didn't want to move. Kurtis shifted a little. Lara turned around to face him. "Morning," she said.
"Morning. I'm surprised you haven't shot me in the head," he said.
"I was thinking about it."
He said, "I doubt it." She smiled.
Larson said, "Are you guys gonna kiss? Can I watch?" Lara got up and went in the bathroom. Kurtis hit Larson. "What?"
"Thanks a lot," Kurtis growled. "The one time she decides not to scream and yell at me you ruin it."
"Well, sorry. I just wanted to watch." Kurtis growled again. Lara came out of the bathroom.
"So," she asked, "when are we leaving?"
Kurtis said, " As soon as Larson remembers where he lives."
Larson laughed, "You guys. I never forgot where I lived."
Lara growled, "Larson!"
Kurtis said, "Larson, you're not talking like a pirate. I thought today was one of those days."
Larson gasped, "Oh no! He's right!" He started crying, Kurtis grinned.
Lara sighed, "Let's just go." She drug Larson out the door and Kurtis followed, locking the door behind him.
When they got to Larson's house, they saw one of his goons standing in front of the door. Larson said, trying to be cool, "I'll handle this." Lara and Kurtis just looked at each other and followed. Larson walked up to his goon. "Goon 235, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Larson," Goon 235 said, "but you know your rules. You need a password to get in."
Lara said, "You need a password to get into your own house?"
Larson said, "Well, a lot of my goons like to dress up as me to try and get in. But now they have to use a password."
"They all live with you, why does matter?"
Kurtis sighed, "Can we hurry this up?"
"Tell me the password and you can in," Goon 235 said.
Larson said, "Zwie-back." Goon 235 stepped aside.
Lara said, "What kind of word is that?"
"Hey it was in the dictionary."
"I figured it'd be hobo or something similar to," Kurtis said.
"Well it was going to be hobo, but none of the goons could remember it."
"How many goons do you have?"
"Oh, I don't know. They all come and go." Kurtis shook his head. They followed Larson down the basement. A child's play kitchen and chemistry set was set up down there. The Butler was tied to a plastic, yellow chair. That Guy . was listening to The Butler rap. Larson pointed a squirt gun at The Guy . and said, "Alright, That Guy ." confused look "give it up!"
"I give," That Guy ... said raising his hands in the air. Larson untied The Butler and hugged him.
"Ugh," Kurtis said sticking his tongue out disgustedly.
Lara sighed, "So all we had to do was send Larson over here . Figures. Let's go. I wanna get home."
Larson said, "I'll be there in a minute. I need to speak with the butler." Lara shrugged and followed Kurtis back upstairs. "Ok, butler, do you want to help me play match maker?"
"Uh-uh," the butler said.
"Well, fine! But we have to get Lara to let me and Kurtis stay over. Ah, screw it, we'll just go anyway." Larson took the butler upstairs; Lara and Kurtis were standing by a goon who was standing in front of the door.
"Make him move, Larson!" Lara yelled.
"Leprechaun." The goon moved aside.
"Why do you have a password to get out of your house?"
"So people can't just leave whenever they want," Larson answered.
"But all your goons know the password," Lara said.
"Can we just go?"
"Uh," the butler said, "Larson and Kurtis get to come with us. Come on, uh, guys."
"Ok," Kurtis agreed, "let's go."
Lara said, "Now wait a minute."
"No time. We got a plane to catch." Lara sighed.
**Ha ha, I really did find zwie-back in a dictionary. I thought it was a funny word so I threw it in. ^-^**
Larson, Lara, and Kurtis were in Kurtis's apartment. Larson said, "I think I know who-" he looked around, confused as he said the name "-That Guy . is."
Kurtis said, "Well, who is he?"
"He's one of my ex-goons. But, one day he was acting like a pirate . on a Monday!"
". Is that all?"
Lara said, "That's pretty lame, Larson."
Larson said, "I like to keep my people organized!"
"So what's-" she looked around, confused as she said the name "- That one Guy's name?"
"I . don't know . Hmm, guess I never thought about it before. Oh well!"
Kurtis said, "Do you know where this guy is right now?"
"Well, the last time I saw him, was when I banished him to my basement until I forgot why he was down there in the first place . or died whichever comes first."
"So he's ... in your basement ." Kurtis shook his head.
Lara said, "How smart do you think Larson is? Ok, Larson knowing how . smart you and you're goons are, this should be easy."
Larson said, "We'll have to stay here until I remember where I live."
Kurtis said, "You forgot where you lived?" Larson nodded. Kurtis hit himself in the head. "Ok, ok. Larson, you sleep outside. Lara, you can stay in here."
Lara said, "Larson start remembering where you live."
Larson said, "Do I have to sleep outside? Can't I sleep on the floor or something?"
"Yes, you can."
"Hey," Kurtis complained, "this is my house, you know. Doesn't mean you can just come in and take it over."
"Well I just did." Larson sat there and listened to them argue.
Meanwhile, in Larson's basement, That Guy . had the butler tied to a chair. "Lara will have to give up now," That Guy . said. "Well either that or she'll beat me up and rescue you. Either way."
"Uh," the butler said, "I'm a rapper."
"Really? Ok, then make a rap about something."
"Uh, what's up my homie, nigga-"
"No, not that one. Something tells me you did that in the last chapter. Do something else."
"Uh, ok. Uh, hey That Guy is holding me hostage; uh, would you like to see my sausage-" and so he continued on with is stupid rap.
At night, Larson lay on the by the door (that rhymes) and slept, while Lara and Kurtis fought over the bed . sort of.
"No! I'm not sharing the bed with you! Sleep on the couch," Lara said.
Kurtis said, grinning, "This is my house, I make the rules, and I say you have to sleep on the bed with me."
"No!"
"Yes."
"No."
"I'm not going to do anything to you.
". Oh fine, if you'll shut up about it."
"I knew you'd give in eventually."
Lara rolled her eyes and said, "Of course. You're so irresistible." Kurtis grinned. "Don't get your hopes up. I was being sarcastic." She hit him softly with a pillow. "Go to sleep." She lay down so her back was to him. Kurtis lie down and put his arm around her. She growled, but didn't try to move him.
Lara opened her eyes, she could feel Kurtis's chest against her back and his arm around her. Her heart pounded in her ears, but she didn't want to move. Kurtis shifted a little. Lara turned around to face him. "Morning," she said.
"Morning. I'm surprised you haven't shot me in the head," he said.
"I was thinking about it."
He said, "I doubt it." She smiled.
Larson said, "Are you guys gonna kiss? Can I watch?" Lara got up and went in the bathroom. Kurtis hit Larson. "What?"
"Thanks a lot," Kurtis growled. "The one time she decides not to scream and yell at me you ruin it."
"Well, sorry. I just wanted to watch." Kurtis growled again. Lara came out of the bathroom.
"So," she asked, "when are we leaving?"
Kurtis said, " As soon as Larson remembers where he lives."
Larson laughed, "You guys. I never forgot where I lived."
Lara growled, "Larson!"
Kurtis said, "Larson, you're not talking like a pirate. I thought today was one of those days."
Larson gasped, "Oh no! He's right!" He started crying, Kurtis grinned.
Lara sighed, "Let's just go." She drug Larson out the door and Kurtis followed, locking the door behind him.
When they got to Larson's house, they saw one of his goons standing in front of the door. Larson said, trying to be cool, "I'll handle this." Lara and Kurtis just looked at each other and followed. Larson walked up to his goon. "Goon 235, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Larson," Goon 235 said, "but you know your rules. You need a password to get in."
Lara said, "You need a password to get into your own house?"
Larson said, "Well, a lot of my goons like to dress up as me to try and get in. But now they have to use a password."
"They all live with you, why does matter?"
Kurtis sighed, "Can we hurry this up?"
"Tell me the password and you can in," Goon 235 said.
Larson said, "Zwie-back." Goon 235 stepped aside.
Lara said, "What kind of word is that?"
"Hey it was in the dictionary."
"I figured it'd be hobo or something similar to," Kurtis said.
"Well it was going to be hobo, but none of the goons could remember it."
"How many goons do you have?"
"Oh, I don't know. They all come and go." Kurtis shook his head. They followed Larson down the basement. A child's play kitchen and chemistry set was set up down there. The Butler was tied to a plastic, yellow chair. That Guy . was listening to The Butler rap. Larson pointed a squirt gun at The Guy . and said, "Alright, That Guy ." confused look "give it up!"
"I give," That Guy ... said raising his hands in the air. Larson untied The Butler and hugged him.
"Ugh," Kurtis said sticking his tongue out disgustedly.
Lara sighed, "So all we had to do was send Larson over here . Figures. Let's go. I wanna get home."
Larson said, "I'll be there in a minute. I need to speak with the butler." Lara shrugged and followed Kurtis back upstairs. "Ok, butler, do you want to help me play match maker?"
"Uh-uh," the butler said.
"Well, fine! But we have to get Lara to let me and Kurtis stay over. Ah, screw it, we'll just go anyway." Larson took the butler upstairs; Lara and Kurtis were standing by a goon who was standing in front of the door.
"Make him move, Larson!" Lara yelled.
"Leprechaun." The goon moved aside.
"Why do you have a password to get out of your house?"
"So people can't just leave whenever they want," Larson answered.
"But all your goons know the password," Lara said.
"Can we just go?"
"Uh," the butler said, "Larson and Kurtis get to come with us. Come on, uh, guys."
"Ok," Kurtis agreed, "let's go."
Lara said, "Now wait a minute."
"No time. We got a plane to catch." Lara sighed.
**Ha ha, I really did find zwie-back in a dictionary. I thought it was a funny word so I threw it in. ^-^**