Disclaimer: no one mentioned belongs to me, I guarantee it.
Author's note: thanks so much you guys for the reviews. I didn't know if this was going to work out the way I wanted it, but you seem to be supporting it, so I guess I'll keep going. :D I'm so glad that I'm not the only one who watches Kim Possible...at least that means I don't have to explain too much about the concept.
As far as I know, there is no real Animology, it was just something conceived by the KP writers. Although secretly I am dying to know what I am. I'm probably an orange baboon or something. Hee.
Anyway, thanks again for the support. This is probably going to be different from my other fics, seeing as how those focus mostly on L/G (what can I say? I'm a fangirl), and this one is going to go in an entirely different direction. And as for who the red turtle is...well I guess you'll just have to wait and see. ;)
Love love!
*Karasuma*Firestorm*
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~Animal Attraction~
Chapter Two: Magenta Tiger
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Lizzie blinked. Navy owl? But *Gordo* was a navy owl. She wasn't supposed to be with Gordo, she was supposed to be with *Ethan*.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. And here, it says that the soul mate for the navy owl is the magenta tiger." Miranda closed the book and looked up at her two best friends. "Face it, guys, you two are meant to be together."
"Yeah, well, it's just a silly trend," Gordo said, brushing it aside.
"This is *scientific*, Gordo," Miranda informed him hotly. "A whole group of psychologists got together to determine this."
"For once, I agree with Gordo. This is stupid," Lizzie said, standing up.
"Oh, you're just saying that because Ethan Craft isn't a navy owl."
"Look, I'm not supposed to be with Gordo!" Lizzie blurted.
Miranda blinked, and Gordo looked away. Lizzie suddenly felt horrible. She hadn't meant to sound so mean, but really now, it was just too weird for her to be Gordo's soul mate.
"Gordo, I'm sorry," she said, but he waved his hand at her impatiently. "Whatever."
He wasn't even looking at her. Lizzie bit her lip. "I didn't mean it like that," she insisted.
"Yeah, I know. You don't get to be with Ethan Craft forever. Instead, you're stuck with me. I understand." He got up.
"Gordo..."
"See you later." He was out the front door, and slammed it behind him so forcefully that Lizzie jumped.
She sank onto the couch with a dejected expression. "Why's he so mad?" she asked, even though she knew the answer.
"You really are blond Lizzie," Miranda said, shaking her head.
"Well, I didn't mean it. He knows that."
"You just don't get it, do you."
"Get what?"
The brunette sighed. "Gordo really likes you. And you basically just told him he wasn't worth spit."
"That's not true; he knows how much I care about him."
"No, I mean that he--" Miranda stopped herself and stood up. "Never mind. It isn't worth it."
"No, Miranda!"
"Catch you on the flip, Lizzie," her best friend said, out the door.
Lizzie groaned and shoved a pillow over her head. How had she managed to screw everything up in only a few minutes?
She decided to go to her room and put on some loud, angry music. Or maybe some fast-paced pop, dancing might cure what ailed her. As she started for the stairs, she saw that Miranda had forgotten the Animology book on the floor. She collected that and the score sheets and went to her room.
With Linkin Park blasting at a deafening level, Lizzie's tumultuous feelings gave way to mindlessness. And there was nothing better. She propped herself up against some pillows in the window seat, and opened the Animology book. It was broken up into two sections: the first section was the test itself, and the second was the scores. It was a complicated scoring process, no wonder it had taken Miranda almost all day to figure it out. It was broken up into groups by animal, and into smaller groups by color after that. Lizzie found the section on magenta tiger, and scanned it.
** A naturally vibrant person, believing the best in everyone, the magenta tiger has a good heart. They're interested in a variety of things, unable to put too much focus on any one topic. The tiger is a romantic, quick to bestow love without just cause. **
Love without just cause, hmm? Did that mean Ethan?
Well, why did she like him?
He was such a hottie, for one.
And why else?
...There was no other why. Lizzie knew he was stupid, how could she not know he was stupid? She just liked him because he was pretty to look it. They had nothing in common, and talking to him was a quick remedy for killing a few brain cells.
But you couldn't help who you liked, even if you knew they were wrong for you.
Blah. She looked at the page again.
** The magenta tiger gets along best with: giraffes, penguins, and cats.
** They should avoid: ferrets and horses.
** Soul mate: the navy owl. **
Really, now, how could she put so much faith in something so obviously ridiculous? If she was meant to be with Ethan --which she was-- then she was meant to be with Ethan. She didn't need some silly book telling her that he was or wasn't her soul mate.
And what was up with Gordo being her soul mate, anyway? She liked Gordo, yeah, but as a friend. She hadn't meant to make him so mad, but he should've known that she didn't mean it like that.
Unless he had some other reason for being so upset.
Stuck with him? As if! She was friends with him by choice, because he was funny and smart and a good listener. She was lucky to be friends with him, didn't he understand that?
Lizzie closed the book and left it on her window seat.
Author's note: thanks so much you guys for the reviews. I didn't know if this was going to work out the way I wanted it, but you seem to be supporting it, so I guess I'll keep going. :D I'm so glad that I'm not the only one who watches Kim Possible...at least that means I don't have to explain too much about the concept.
As far as I know, there is no real Animology, it was just something conceived by the KP writers. Although secretly I am dying to know what I am. I'm probably an orange baboon or something. Hee.
Anyway, thanks again for the support. This is probably going to be different from my other fics, seeing as how those focus mostly on L/G (what can I say? I'm a fangirl), and this one is going to go in an entirely different direction. And as for who the red turtle is...well I guess you'll just have to wait and see. ;)
Love love!
*Karasuma*Firestorm*
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
~Animal Attraction~
Chapter Two: Magenta Tiger
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
Lizzie blinked. Navy owl? But *Gordo* was a navy owl. She wasn't supposed to be with Gordo, she was supposed to be with *Ethan*.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. And here, it says that the soul mate for the navy owl is the magenta tiger." Miranda closed the book and looked up at her two best friends. "Face it, guys, you two are meant to be together."
"Yeah, well, it's just a silly trend," Gordo said, brushing it aside.
"This is *scientific*, Gordo," Miranda informed him hotly. "A whole group of psychologists got together to determine this."
"For once, I agree with Gordo. This is stupid," Lizzie said, standing up.
"Oh, you're just saying that because Ethan Craft isn't a navy owl."
"Look, I'm not supposed to be with Gordo!" Lizzie blurted.
Miranda blinked, and Gordo looked away. Lizzie suddenly felt horrible. She hadn't meant to sound so mean, but really now, it was just too weird for her to be Gordo's soul mate.
"Gordo, I'm sorry," she said, but he waved his hand at her impatiently. "Whatever."
He wasn't even looking at her. Lizzie bit her lip. "I didn't mean it like that," she insisted.
"Yeah, I know. You don't get to be with Ethan Craft forever. Instead, you're stuck with me. I understand." He got up.
"Gordo..."
"See you later." He was out the front door, and slammed it behind him so forcefully that Lizzie jumped.
She sank onto the couch with a dejected expression. "Why's he so mad?" she asked, even though she knew the answer.
"You really are blond Lizzie," Miranda said, shaking her head.
"Well, I didn't mean it. He knows that."
"You just don't get it, do you."
"Get what?"
The brunette sighed. "Gordo really likes you. And you basically just told him he wasn't worth spit."
"That's not true; he knows how much I care about him."
"No, I mean that he--" Miranda stopped herself and stood up. "Never mind. It isn't worth it."
"No, Miranda!"
"Catch you on the flip, Lizzie," her best friend said, out the door.
Lizzie groaned and shoved a pillow over her head. How had she managed to screw everything up in only a few minutes?
She decided to go to her room and put on some loud, angry music. Or maybe some fast-paced pop, dancing might cure what ailed her. As she started for the stairs, she saw that Miranda had forgotten the Animology book on the floor. She collected that and the score sheets and went to her room.
With Linkin Park blasting at a deafening level, Lizzie's tumultuous feelings gave way to mindlessness. And there was nothing better. She propped herself up against some pillows in the window seat, and opened the Animology book. It was broken up into two sections: the first section was the test itself, and the second was the scores. It was a complicated scoring process, no wonder it had taken Miranda almost all day to figure it out. It was broken up into groups by animal, and into smaller groups by color after that. Lizzie found the section on magenta tiger, and scanned it.
** A naturally vibrant person, believing the best in everyone, the magenta tiger has a good heart. They're interested in a variety of things, unable to put too much focus on any one topic. The tiger is a romantic, quick to bestow love without just cause. **
Love without just cause, hmm? Did that mean Ethan?
Well, why did she like him?
He was such a hottie, for one.
And why else?
...There was no other why. Lizzie knew he was stupid, how could she not know he was stupid? She just liked him because he was pretty to look it. They had nothing in common, and talking to him was a quick remedy for killing a few brain cells.
But you couldn't help who you liked, even if you knew they were wrong for you.
Blah. She looked at the page again.
** The magenta tiger gets along best with: giraffes, penguins, and cats.
** They should avoid: ferrets and horses.
** Soul mate: the navy owl. **
Really, now, how could she put so much faith in something so obviously ridiculous? If she was meant to be with Ethan --which she was-- then she was meant to be with Ethan. She didn't need some silly book telling her that he was or wasn't her soul mate.
And what was up with Gordo being her soul mate, anyway? She liked Gordo, yeah, but as a friend. She hadn't meant to make him so mad, but he should've known that she didn't mean it like that.
Unless he had some other reason for being so upset.
Stuck with him? As if! She was friends with him by choice, because he was funny and smart and a good listener. She was lucky to be friends with him, didn't he understand that?
Lizzie closed the book and left it on her window seat.