Garet-chan! I wrote more!
Garet: Can't you just see the joy on my face?
Was that sarcasm?
Garet: *sarcastically* Of course not.
Okay then! On with the story!
***
Chapter Two: Haunted
"Good night!" I exclaimed as I began to slam the door behind me.
"STORY! STORY! STORY STORY STORY!!!" The voices rang through the door. I sighed, realizing I'd never be able to get out of this galling responsibility.
I opened the door and plopped on a beanbag. "Fine. What do you want to hear tonight?"
"A story," Kaylee replied.
"Story," Jewl nodded.
"Okay then," I sighed. "How about the rubber ducky one?"
"I hate that story," Kaylee groaned.
"It's perfect then!" I grinned.
***
Picard was brushing his teeth while wearing his sailboat pajamas. He jumped onto his waterbed and he realized that something was wrong. "Owie...hey, what happened to the water?"
Squeak!
"What was that?" Picard whirled around. He couldn't see anything.
Squeak!
"My boat isn't squeaky," Picard murmured to himself. He opened the door and peered out.
SQUEAK!
:: Kaylee rolled her eyes. "This squeaking is getting annoying."
"You're talking is getting more annoying," I grumbled. ::
Picard glanced down. There, in the hall, was Rubber Ducky.
SQUEAK!
"Rubber...Ducky? But you're dead!" Picard exclaimed.
SQUEAK!
"Okay-you're not dead," Picard stared.
:: "How did Rubber Ducky come back to life?" Kaylee asked.
"Yeah!" Jewl demanded.
"It's just a story," I sighed. ::
SQUEAK!
Picard slammed the door shut. "That was close," he whispered, walking over to his bed, preparing to fill it with water again.
SQUEAK!
"Ahhh!" Picard exclaimed, jumping away from the bed. Rubber Ducky looked up at him, his beady black eyes glaring. Picard raced out of the room and onto the deck.
SQUEAK!
Five rubber duckies were staring back at him. Picard raced to the nearest door and began to pound on it. "Help! Let me in!!!"
:: "He's afraid of rubber duckies?" Kaylee asked skeptically.
"Duckies?" Jewl echoed.
"You would be to if you had just killed one of their kind and they were coming after you," I replied. ::
Felix opened the door, looking more bedraggled than usual. "What's your problem? It's the middle of the night."
"It's only ten o'clock," Picard said as he pushed past him and locked the door. "The duckies are after me!"
"Duckies?!" Felix exclaimed, suddenly wide-awake. "Why didn't you say so?! Get out!"
Picard tried to fight the Venus Adept, but he was soon in the hall again, surrounded by more than thirty rubber duckies. "Um...truce?"
SQUEAK!
***
"Why do you tell us boring stories?" Kaylee asked.
"Good night! Let the bed bugs bite!" I called as I slammed the door shut again.
Garet: Can't you just see the joy on my face?
Was that sarcasm?
Garet: *sarcastically* Of course not.
Okay then! On with the story!
***
Chapter Two: Haunted
"Good night!" I exclaimed as I began to slam the door behind me.
"STORY! STORY! STORY STORY STORY!!!" The voices rang through the door. I sighed, realizing I'd never be able to get out of this galling responsibility.
I opened the door and plopped on a beanbag. "Fine. What do you want to hear tonight?"
"A story," Kaylee replied.
"Story," Jewl nodded.
"Okay then," I sighed. "How about the rubber ducky one?"
"I hate that story," Kaylee groaned.
"It's perfect then!" I grinned.
***
Picard was brushing his teeth while wearing his sailboat pajamas. He jumped onto his waterbed and he realized that something was wrong. "Owie...hey, what happened to the water?"
Squeak!
"What was that?" Picard whirled around. He couldn't see anything.
Squeak!
"My boat isn't squeaky," Picard murmured to himself. He opened the door and peered out.
SQUEAK!
:: Kaylee rolled her eyes. "This squeaking is getting annoying."
"You're talking is getting more annoying," I grumbled. ::
Picard glanced down. There, in the hall, was Rubber Ducky.
SQUEAK!
"Rubber...Ducky? But you're dead!" Picard exclaimed.
SQUEAK!
"Okay-you're not dead," Picard stared.
:: "How did Rubber Ducky come back to life?" Kaylee asked.
"Yeah!" Jewl demanded.
"It's just a story," I sighed. ::
SQUEAK!
Picard slammed the door shut. "That was close," he whispered, walking over to his bed, preparing to fill it with water again.
SQUEAK!
"Ahhh!" Picard exclaimed, jumping away from the bed. Rubber Ducky looked up at him, his beady black eyes glaring. Picard raced out of the room and onto the deck.
SQUEAK!
Five rubber duckies were staring back at him. Picard raced to the nearest door and began to pound on it. "Help! Let me in!!!"
:: "He's afraid of rubber duckies?" Kaylee asked skeptically.
"Duckies?" Jewl echoed.
"You would be to if you had just killed one of their kind and they were coming after you," I replied. ::
Felix opened the door, looking more bedraggled than usual. "What's your problem? It's the middle of the night."
"It's only ten o'clock," Picard said as he pushed past him and locked the door. "The duckies are after me!"
"Duckies?!" Felix exclaimed, suddenly wide-awake. "Why didn't you say so?! Get out!"
Picard tried to fight the Venus Adept, but he was soon in the hall again, surrounded by more than thirty rubber duckies. "Um...truce?"
SQUEAK!
***
"Why do you tell us boring stories?" Kaylee asked.
"Good night! Let the bed bugs bite!" I called as I slammed the door shut again.