Chapter Two: WHO IS THAT???
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's books, POTO, or even the house I live in (because, of course, it's my parents' house! Haha, I thought I might just add a little cheesy joke in there).
A/N: Just so you know, this was originally in the Sherlock Holmes section, but then Jess gave me a severe warning to take it off and switch it to POTO. Yeah, apparently Sherlock Holmes fans are freaks that can't take jokes about him. . . Oh and by the way, I am referring to Jessiebell10000 and her stories.
(Three days have passed, and Sherlock is still not awake. Jessica is at his side day and night, spazzing. Watson has been mumbling the alphabet since Day Two. Erik starts to feel bad about strangling him, but only because now he has no one intelligent to talk to. Raoul has been baking Teletubbie cookies, reasoning that when Sherlock wakes up, he will have something to cheer him up. Christine has been taking care of every household duty, and Julia has forgotten who Sherlock is.)
Julia: Where's Jess?
Erik: Jessica is in your parents' room with Sherlock. . . she has been there for three days straight. How could you not remember??
(A/N: Hey, I just realized. . .how come my parents never noticed Sherlock was in their room? . . .oh well)
Julia: What? Who's Sherlock?
Erik: O_o
Jessica: **stumbles out of Julia's parents' room** Need. . . food. . . can't. . . live. . .
Erik: Ah, I see Jessica has finally come to her senses about Sherlock.
Jessica: **perks up after hearing "Sherlock"** Oh my god! **twitch** I forgot **twitch** about **twitch** Sherlock!! **twitch** What if he woke up?? Then he would be lost and confused, without seeing a familiar, beautiful face.
Julia: WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHO THIS "SHERLOCK" IS???
Erik: O_o
Watson: *tears himself away from Barney on TV** A, B, C, D, E, F, G!!!!!!!!
Raoul: **from the kitchen** He means to say, 'How dare you forget him?' How rude can you get, Julia?? I mean, the poor boy is zombified! That, and-oh! Oh, my cookies are burning! Noooooo!
Julia: Forget who??
Erik: **sighs** I need to find better company. Speaking of better company, where's Christine?
Raoul: **is still screaming on and on about his cookies**
(A/N: Man, I need to get more characters.I mean, there are only so many things you can do with Christine, a spaz, three fops, a mad-man, and an unconscious person.)
Isaac: **opens the front door with his claws** She's downstairs.
Julia: Oh, hello, Isaac. **waves to the lobster**
Erik: HAS THE WORLD GONE MAD?? A LOBSTER JUST ENTERED THE ROOM AND SPOKE! I AM HALLUCINATING OR SOMETHING??
Raoul: **comes into the family room, wondering what all the fuss is about, and sees Isaac** Hey, man! **he and Isaac give each other high-fives**
Isaac: Wassup, dude?
Raoul: Nothing much! Hey, let's do our secret handshake! **The two of them do an intricate dance that one would never, ever call a handshake**
Erik: **goes into a fetal position**
Christine: **walks into the family room, wiping her dirty hands on her pants, and notices Erik** What are you doing?
Erik: Don't you see it!? Don't you see the evil!?
Christine: **looks at Isaac** No.
Erik: AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Christine: **goes over to Isaac and whispers** I think you should probably leave now. Erik is acting a little freaking over you.
Isaac: **nods** No problem. Bye, all!
Christine and Raoul: Bye, Isaac!
(Meanwhile, in Julia's parents' room, Jessica is holding Sherlock's wrist, crying)
Jessica: No, no, Sherlock! You can't have died, you just can't have! **twitch** Now who am I going to obsess over?? Not Erik! He's already in love with Christine. . . I'll never be able to get **twitch** him!
(Back in the family room)
Julia: Let's go talk to Jess. I can hear her in my parents' room.
Erik: **stands up and regains his composure** Let's.
(They all enter the room)
Jessica: **looks up and sees them** He's dead, guys! He's dead!
Watson: **falls on the floor in hysterics** W, X, Y, Z!!!!
Erik: Don't be silly. He's still breathing.
Jessica: But, but. . . he doesn't have a pulse! I checked!
Julia: WHO IS THAT ON MY PARENTS' BED??? I AM GOING TO GET IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!
(By the way, the word "zombified" does not belong to me. It is copyrighted to Heather. REVIEW PLEASE, OR I WILL SERIOUSLY SICK ISAAC ON YOU)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's books, POTO, or even the house I live in (because, of course, it's my parents' house! Haha, I thought I might just add a little cheesy joke in there).
A/N: Just so you know, this was originally in the Sherlock Holmes section, but then Jess gave me a severe warning to take it off and switch it to POTO. Yeah, apparently Sherlock Holmes fans are freaks that can't take jokes about him. . . Oh and by the way, I am referring to Jessiebell10000 and her stories.
(Three days have passed, and Sherlock is still not awake. Jessica is at his side day and night, spazzing. Watson has been mumbling the alphabet since Day Two. Erik starts to feel bad about strangling him, but only because now he has no one intelligent to talk to. Raoul has been baking Teletubbie cookies, reasoning that when Sherlock wakes up, he will have something to cheer him up. Christine has been taking care of every household duty, and Julia has forgotten who Sherlock is.)
Julia: Where's Jess?
Erik: Jessica is in your parents' room with Sherlock. . . she has been there for three days straight. How could you not remember??
(A/N: Hey, I just realized. . .how come my parents never noticed Sherlock was in their room? . . .oh well)
Julia: What? Who's Sherlock?
Erik: O_o
Jessica: **stumbles out of Julia's parents' room** Need. . . food. . . can't. . . live. . .
Erik: Ah, I see Jessica has finally come to her senses about Sherlock.
Jessica: **perks up after hearing "Sherlock"** Oh my god! **twitch** I forgot **twitch** about **twitch** Sherlock!! **twitch** What if he woke up?? Then he would be lost and confused, without seeing a familiar, beautiful face.
Julia: WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHO THIS "SHERLOCK" IS???
Erik: O_o
Watson: *tears himself away from Barney on TV** A, B, C, D, E, F, G!!!!!!!!
Raoul: **from the kitchen** He means to say, 'How dare you forget him?' How rude can you get, Julia?? I mean, the poor boy is zombified! That, and-oh! Oh, my cookies are burning! Noooooo!
Julia: Forget who??
Erik: **sighs** I need to find better company. Speaking of better company, where's Christine?
Raoul: **is still screaming on and on about his cookies**
(A/N: Man, I need to get more characters.I mean, there are only so many things you can do with Christine, a spaz, three fops, a mad-man, and an unconscious person.)
Isaac: **opens the front door with his claws** She's downstairs.
Julia: Oh, hello, Isaac. **waves to the lobster**
Erik: HAS THE WORLD GONE MAD?? A LOBSTER JUST ENTERED THE ROOM AND SPOKE! I AM HALLUCINATING OR SOMETHING??
Raoul: **comes into the family room, wondering what all the fuss is about, and sees Isaac** Hey, man! **he and Isaac give each other high-fives**
Isaac: Wassup, dude?
Raoul: Nothing much! Hey, let's do our secret handshake! **The two of them do an intricate dance that one would never, ever call a handshake**
Erik: **goes into a fetal position**
Christine: **walks into the family room, wiping her dirty hands on her pants, and notices Erik** What are you doing?
Erik: Don't you see it!? Don't you see the evil!?
Christine: **looks at Isaac** No.
Erik: AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Christine: **goes over to Isaac and whispers** I think you should probably leave now. Erik is acting a little freaking over you.
Isaac: **nods** No problem. Bye, all!
Christine and Raoul: Bye, Isaac!
(Meanwhile, in Julia's parents' room, Jessica is holding Sherlock's wrist, crying)
Jessica: No, no, Sherlock! You can't have died, you just can't have! **twitch** Now who am I going to obsess over?? Not Erik! He's already in love with Christine. . . I'll never be able to get **twitch** him!
(Back in the family room)
Julia: Let's go talk to Jess. I can hear her in my parents' room.
Erik: **stands up and regains his composure** Let's.
(They all enter the room)
Jessica: **looks up and sees them** He's dead, guys! He's dead!
Watson: **falls on the floor in hysterics** W, X, Y, Z!!!!
Erik: Don't be silly. He's still breathing.
Jessica: But, but. . . he doesn't have a pulse! I checked!
Julia: WHO IS THAT ON MY PARENTS' BED??? I AM GOING TO GET IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!
(By the way, the word "zombified" does not belong to me. It is copyrighted to Heather. REVIEW PLEASE, OR I WILL SERIOUSLY SICK ISAAC ON YOU)