THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW
INCIDENT FOURTEEN: The Thomases Strike Back
"Dominique!" Legato was screaming, "DOMINIQUE? Come back here now! If you don't give me back my Better Homes and Gardens magazine I'm going to. I'm going to.. EAT YOUR CHILDREN!"
Dominique stood behind a lamp in the family room, but quickly decided it wasn't quite such a good hiding spot. She flopped down on the couch instead and opened the patch that hid her Demon Eye. To the rest of the world she was one with the couch.
Legato stormed into the room, holding what looked like some sort of half- finished cross-stitch project. He locked suspiciously around what appeared to be an empty room. He glanced at the TV, walked over, and calmly turned it off. He began to walk away when Dominique, unbeknownst to him, turned the television back on. He turned around in a full circle, thoroughly confused.
"Midvalley?" he questioned cautiously.
Dominique repressed a snicker.
Legato gave one last suspicious glance side to side. No one was there.. Right? He then trotted, carefully, over to the television, walking as though the ground were going to collapse beneath him, and slowly turned off the accursed machine. Legato then ran for his life towards the door. He almost made it. The keyword there being 'almost.'
As soon as the blue-haired main had made it to the doorway Dominique, still invisible to eh human eye, pushed the on button again. The moment she did Legato whirled around.
"It's the Thomases!" Legato muttered to himself, seeming more upset than if someone had just told him Martha Stewart had been canceled, "No, it's a ghost!' he shrieked, and then muttered again, 'No, it's the Ghost of an angry Thomas!"
He screamed like a girl and ran from the room, leaving Dominique to laugh quietly to herself.
INCIDENT FOURTEEN: The Thomases Strike Back
"Dominique!" Legato was screaming, "DOMINIQUE? Come back here now! If you don't give me back my Better Homes and Gardens magazine I'm going to. I'm going to.. EAT YOUR CHILDREN!"
Dominique stood behind a lamp in the family room, but quickly decided it wasn't quite such a good hiding spot. She flopped down on the couch instead and opened the patch that hid her Demon Eye. To the rest of the world she was one with the couch.
Legato stormed into the room, holding what looked like some sort of half- finished cross-stitch project. He locked suspiciously around what appeared to be an empty room. He glanced at the TV, walked over, and calmly turned it off. He began to walk away when Dominique, unbeknownst to him, turned the television back on. He turned around in a full circle, thoroughly confused.
"Midvalley?" he questioned cautiously.
Dominique repressed a snicker.
Legato gave one last suspicious glance side to side. No one was there.. Right? He then trotted, carefully, over to the television, walking as though the ground were going to collapse beneath him, and slowly turned off the accursed machine. Legato then ran for his life towards the door. He almost made it. The keyword there being 'almost.'
As soon as the blue-haired main had made it to the doorway Dominique, still invisible to eh human eye, pushed the on button again. The moment she did Legato whirled around.
"It's the Thomases!" Legato muttered to himself, seeming more upset than if someone had just told him Martha Stewart had been canceled, "No, it's a ghost!' he shrieked, and then muttered again, 'No, it's the Ghost of an angry Thomas!"
He screamed like a girl and ran from the room, leaving Dominique to laugh quietly to herself.