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otherwise)
A/N: Introducing a new character today! Enjoy! AND REVIEW DARN YOU, REVIEW!
(A few days have passed, and nothing really has happened. Well, actually... Sherlock, Raoul, and Watson have appeared to become the best of friends. Erik has been driven crazy, and Jessica is beginning to twitch once every 7 seconds. Other characters are not important.)
Julia: Hey, Georgy-boy.
Jessica: **twitch** If you call me that one more time **twitch**...
Julia: **slaps her on the back** Aw, you know you love it Jess...
Jessica: **twitches**
(Two random males enter the room. One is a 30-year-old blonde in a space suit, the other is a hunch-backed man with a horribly, horribly deformed face.)
Hunch-back: The year is 2148.
Astronaut: No! It must be 1963! It must be!
Julia: WHO THE CRAP ARE YOU TWO?????
Heather: **enters the room and shoots the two men** Man, they were getting annoying.
Erik: O_O You are my hero!
Heather: Thank you, thank you.
Julia: Yo!
Heather: 'Ello.
Raoul: Hi!
Sherlock: Hello. My name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a normal, world- famous detective.
Watson: Hi!
Christine: Hey there!
Jessica: **twitch**
Julia: Oh my gosh! We gotta get rid of these bodies!! My parents are gonna KILL me.
Heather: That's okay, Cloney. They won't get a chance to kill you.
Julia: Really??
Heather: Yeah, cause I'll kill you before they can get to you.
Julia: Thanks!
(A horrid case of writer's block then came, and the next day or so was very boring. Well, Erik and Heather killed over 20 people and nearly killed Raoul twice, but other than that nothing.)
(Jessica is in the kitchen, attempting to find food.)
Jessica: **reaches into the fridge, twitching violently and looks around** There's only **twitch** condiments and **twitch** juice! Oooh...looky here...a jar! I wonder what's in it! **reaches out to grab the jar**
(Meanwhile, the others are in the family room, arguing over whether to watch Maury or Jerry Springer.)
Raoul: MAURY!
Julia: JERRY!
Heather: JERRY!
Erik: MAURY!
Watson: Can't we all just get along?
(They all hear a scream from the kitchen, so they go to Jessica, finding her holding on to a large jar, twitching violently.)
Jessica: **twitch** There is **twitch** a brain in **twitch** here!
Heather: She actually has a reason to twitch this time!
(A/N: Heather is too smart for this fic. She's gonna die now.)
Raoul: I HATE YOU!!!!!!! **stabs Heather in the chest**
Jessica: Odd... **twitch**
Erik: SHE WAS MY FRIEND!
Julia: Aw, Erik, I still like you. **gives him a big hug**
Erik: DIE EVIL ONE!! **starts strangling Julia with the lasso**
Heather's Ghost: Oh the randomness.
Jessica: THERE'S A FREAKING BRAIN IN A JAR CAN WE STOP WITH THE KILLING??
Erik: Oh, yes I forgot about that...
(They all stare at it)
Christine: Who do you think this brain belongs to?
Sherlock: It certainly can't me, Sherlock Holmes, for I am a normal, world- famous detective.
Erik: We never suggested that it was your brain, Holmes.
Sherlock: I knew that.
Erik: I don't think you did.
Sherlock: **opens his mouth, then closes it**
Julia: Kay...
(Suddenly, the brain starts moving violently in the jar, glowing slightly. At the same moment, Watson falls to the floor and starts twitching violently.)
Jessica: _O
Raoul: **screams**
Erik: **laughs**
Julia: DUDE I DON'T LIKE THIS AT ALL. . .IF MY PARENTS COME HOME, I AM GOING TO BE SO BUSTED!
(Suddenly, Watson stops shaking. He stands up jerkily [A/N: SO A WORD!] and the others can see that his eyes are rolled back into his head---
Julia: I wish I could do that...
(STOP INTERUPTTING! So anyway, where was I...oh yes. Watson opens his mouth, and everyone gasps. He begins to drool. Then, he begins to talk.)
Watson: I am going to kill each and every one of you. How could you think he-- **thrusts his arm to Sherlock**-- could actually be me?? I am not that thick!!! AND I DO NOT LIKE TELLETUBBIE COOKIES!
Raoul: Huh? Watty, what are you talking about?
Watson: Watty? Who the deuce is Watty? I am Sherlock Holmes!
Sherlock: That is not possible. For my name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a normal, world-famous detective.
Watson: I know all of you with your puny minds could never understand what is happening right now, so I am going to say it slowly. My name is Sherlock Holmes. I am---
Sherlock: That is not possible. For my name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a normal, world-famous detective.
Watson: WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP??? Somebody turn this guy off!
Sherlock: My off button is implanted within my ear, deep into my brain, so it would be impossible for you to turn me off without--- oh, crap.
All except Jessica: O_O
Jessica: _O
Watson: Anyway...I am speaking through this fop in order to communicate with you all. The brain that Jessica is holding is none other than mine.
Jessica: This is Sherlock's brain?? Awesome!!! **everyone stares at her** Ah! Get away! Mine! **runs away**
Julia: Kay...
Watson: **calls after Jessica** I need that, you know! . . . . . .Yes, well, that imposter that calls himself Sherlock Holmes---
Sherlock: What are you talking about. I am Sherlock Holmes, a normal, world- famous detective.
Erik: **strangles Sherlock** Continue Holmes.
Watson: Well, as I was saying. While I was resting up after that strangling from Erik, who foolishly left the windows open, two strange beings that I cannot describe as humans came through an open window with a metal object that looked somewhat like a human brain. Of course, it was not an actual brain, for it was not pink in color and it appeared that it was quite heavy, possibly 13 kilograms in weight. They took strange tools and drugged me, else you would have heard my yelling. They replaced my brain with their fake brain, but before they would finish the operation, they heard Jessica coming down the hall, coming to tend my every need until I woke up. So they quickly stuffed my brain in a jar and hid it. But, alas, Raoul found it and put it in the refrigerator, thinking it was jam. Lucky for me... Wow, no interruptions this time.
(Watson, erm, Sherlock looked around the room. Julia was on the floor, sleeping. Christine and Raoul were nowhere to be found, although giggling was heard from another part of the house. Erik and "Sherlock" were attacking each other. Sherlock heard Jessica in the bathroom, mumbling about "the greatest detective's brain.")
A/N: What will happen next?? Will Erik or the imposter win the fight? Will Julia wake up? Will Christine and Raoul ever stop running off together? Will Jessica ever give Sherlock his brain back?????
A/N: Introducing a new character today! Enjoy! AND REVIEW DARN YOU, REVIEW!
(A few days have passed, and nothing really has happened. Well, actually... Sherlock, Raoul, and Watson have appeared to become the best of friends. Erik has been driven crazy, and Jessica is beginning to twitch once every 7 seconds. Other characters are not important.)
Julia: Hey, Georgy-boy.
Jessica: **twitch** If you call me that one more time **twitch**...
Julia: **slaps her on the back** Aw, you know you love it Jess...
Jessica: **twitches**
(Two random males enter the room. One is a 30-year-old blonde in a space suit, the other is a hunch-backed man with a horribly, horribly deformed face.)
Hunch-back: The year is 2148.
Astronaut: No! It must be 1963! It must be!
Julia: WHO THE CRAP ARE YOU TWO?????
Heather: **enters the room and shoots the two men** Man, they were getting annoying.
Erik: O_O You are my hero!
Heather: Thank you, thank you.
Julia: Yo!
Heather: 'Ello.
Raoul: Hi!
Sherlock: Hello. My name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a normal, world- famous detective.
Watson: Hi!
Christine: Hey there!
Jessica: **twitch**
Julia: Oh my gosh! We gotta get rid of these bodies!! My parents are gonna KILL me.
Heather: That's okay, Cloney. They won't get a chance to kill you.
Julia: Really??
Heather: Yeah, cause I'll kill you before they can get to you.
Julia: Thanks!
(A horrid case of writer's block then came, and the next day or so was very boring. Well, Erik and Heather killed over 20 people and nearly killed Raoul twice, but other than that nothing.)
(Jessica is in the kitchen, attempting to find food.)
Jessica: **reaches into the fridge, twitching violently and looks around** There's only **twitch** condiments and **twitch** juice! Oooh...looky here...a jar! I wonder what's in it! **reaches out to grab the jar**
(Meanwhile, the others are in the family room, arguing over whether to watch Maury or Jerry Springer.)
Raoul: MAURY!
Julia: JERRY!
Heather: JERRY!
Erik: MAURY!
Watson: Can't we all just get along?
(They all hear a scream from the kitchen, so they go to Jessica, finding her holding on to a large jar, twitching violently.)
Jessica: **twitch** There is **twitch** a brain in **twitch** here!
Heather: She actually has a reason to twitch this time!
(A/N: Heather is too smart for this fic. She's gonna die now.)
Raoul: I HATE YOU!!!!!!! **stabs Heather in the chest**
Jessica: Odd... **twitch**
Erik: SHE WAS MY FRIEND!
Julia: Aw, Erik, I still like you. **gives him a big hug**
Erik: DIE EVIL ONE!! **starts strangling Julia with the lasso**
Heather's Ghost: Oh the randomness.
Jessica: THERE'S A FREAKING BRAIN IN A JAR CAN WE STOP WITH THE KILLING??
Erik: Oh, yes I forgot about that...
(They all stare at it)
Christine: Who do you think this brain belongs to?
Sherlock: It certainly can't me, Sherlock Holmes, for I am a normal, world- famous detective.
Erik: We never suggested that it was your brain, Holmes.
Sherlock: I knew that.
Erik: I don't think you did.
Sherlock: **opens his mouth, then closes it**
Julia: Kay...
(Suddenly, the brain starts moving violently in the jar, glowing slightly. At the same moment, Watson falls to the floor and starts twitching violently.)
Jessica: _O
Raoul: **screams**
Erik: **laughs**
Julia: DUDE I DON'T LIKE THIS AT ALL. . .IF MY PARENTS COME HOME, I AM GOING TO BE SO BUSTED!
(Suddenly, Watson stops shaking. He stands up jerkily [A/N: SO A WORD!] and the others can see that his eyes are rolled back into his head---
Julia: I wish I could do that...
(STOP INTERUPTTING! So anyway, where was I...oh yes. Watson opens his mouth, and everyone gasps. He begins to drool. Then, he begins to talk.)
Watson: I am going to kill each and every one of you. How could you think he-- **thrusts his arm to Sherlock**-- could actually be me?? I am not that thick!!! AND I DO NOT LIKE TELLETUBBIE COOKIES!
Raoul: Huh? Watty, what are you talking about?
Watson: Watty? Who the deuce is Watty? I am Sherlock Holmes!
Sherlock: That is not possible. For my name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a normal, world-famous detective.
Watson: I know all of you with your puny minds could never understand what is happening right now, so I am going to say it slowly. My name is Sherlock Holmes. I am---
Sherlock: That is not possible. For my name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a normal, world-famous detective.
Watson: WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP??? Somebody turn this guy off!
Sherlock: My off button is implanted within my ear, deep into my brain, so it would be impossible for you to turn me off without--- oh, crap.
All except Jessica: O_O
Jessica: _O
Watson: Anyway...I am speaking through this fop in order to communicate with you all. The brain that Jessica is holding is none other than mine.
Jessica: This is Sherlock's brain?? Awesome!!! **everyone stares at her** Ah! Get away! Mine! **runs away**
Julia: Kay...
Watson: **calls after Jessica** I need that, you know! . . . . . .Yes, well, that imposter that calls himself Sherlock Holmes---
Sherlock: What are you talking about. I am Sherlock Holmes, a normal, world- famous detective.
Erik: **strangles Sherlock** Continue Holmes.
Watson: Well, as I was saying. While I was resting up after that strangling from Erik, who foolishly left the windows open, two strange beings that I cannot describe as humans came through an open window with a metal object that looked somewhat like a human brain. Of course, it was not an actual brain, for it was not pink in color and it appeared that it was quite heavy, possibly 13 kilograms in weight. They took strange tools and drugged me, else you would have heard my yelling. They replaced my brain with their fake brain, but before they would finish the operation, they heard Jessica coming down the hall, coming to tend my every need until I woke up. So they quickly stuffed my brain in a jar and hid it. But, alas, Raoul found it and put it in the refrigerator, thinking it was jam. Lucky for me... Wow, no interruptions this time.
(Watson, erm, Sherlock looked around the room. Julia was on the floor, sleeping. Christine and Raoul were nowhere to be found, although giggling was heard from another part of the house. Erik and "Sherlock" were attacking each other. Sherlock heard Jessica in the bathroom, mumbling about "the greatest detective's brain.")
A/N: What will happen next?? Will Erik or the imposter win the fight? Will Julia wake up? Will Christine and Raoul ever stop running off together? Will Jessica ever give Sherlock his brain back?????