Hello Everyone! Yes how are you guy's? *Sees glares* uh okay I know some
people are annoyed at me because I haven't updated since, um...May...well,
I'm sorry! I've been so busy with College and other projects that I haven't
had time for this! But I will thank all my reviewers for all there
encouraging reviews *Huggels* Thank you so much!
Okay! ON WITH THE STORY!!!!^_~
OLS: My way part 3
Jim Hawkings looked at himself critically in the mirror, before his face broke into a satisfied smile. 'Looking good Jim! I wouldn't be surprised if Gene didn't try to give me a run for HIS money...not that we have much!' Jim giggled at himself for a second before returning to his normal, mature self.
'Okay enough of that, I don't think it will impress Gene very much...or will it?' Jim smiled again, just as the phone rang in the kitchen. 'It's either Ashia lost, or Gene...' With the happy smile still fixed to his face, Jim dashed to the phone and picked up the receiver. Hello this is Starwind and Hawking, Jim speaking"
No reply was heard for a second and Jim thinking it might be a prank call, listened intently for a voice, then he heard a dull thump of something or someone hitting the floor, and a muffled cry of "Get OFF me!" before Jim was finally answered.
"Jim? You still there? It's me Fred err...We have a BIT of a problem, Gene sort of collapsed at my place, but he's okay!" Fred added hurriedly as he heard the sandy haired teenager gasp in horror down the receiver. "He just took some tranquillisers instead of painkillers for his hangover". Jim sighed more out of relief that Gene was okay than anything else.
"Do you know how long, he'll be out of it Fred?" Jim asked, not really wanting to know, because he knew no matter how many Gene had taken, Gene would be out of it fore quite a few hours yet. Fred pulled at his ear and sighed down the line. "I'm not sure, to be honest Jim, He DID take four tranquillisers, so I'm guessing he'll be out of it until at least tomorrow morning!"
Jim sighed as bitter disappointment crept up on him, and blamed Gene for ruining his plans, Then Jim shook his head. It wasn't entirely Gene's fault; he was after all in a temporary coma. And Jim could never be mad at Gene for long...
"Okay Fred, get your guys to look after him okay? I'll try and pick him up sometime tomorrow, Bye" then after that there was a faint click and the phone line went dead, as Jim slammed the receiver back down, nearly breaking it, and kicked the table angrily.
'How come, that every time I try and tell Gene how I feel, something always gets in the way!' Jim sighed and took off his jacket before dumping it on the sofa and making a beeline for the shower, once washed and dried, he then heading to his room to sleep. 'At least I can tell Gene in my dreams...'
Meanwhile Fred had sighed and put the receiver back on the phone in this time. 'He sounded pretty upset, I hope I haven't worried him too much...' Fred sighed, then stopped as he looked down; Gene had fallen asleep again, while still clutching Fred's leg the most adorably cute look on the red head's face.
"You Gene Starwind are hopeless, absolutely hopeless" Fred sighed and began trying to prise Gene's arms from around his leg. After half an hour, and several bruises. Fred finally disentangled himself from the red head and sat on the floor panting. "I...need to...get him...back to bed..." Fred panted aloud before he hauled himself to his feet and just barley managed to haul Gene to his feet.
"God Gene you're heavier than you look!" Fred panted dragging Gene up the stairs and back to his bedroom. After about half an hour Fred finally managed to get Gene into his bedroom and back onto his bed to rest. "God he's heavy, I'm really tired..." Fred sighed and sat on the other side of the bed opposite to Gene. "Maybe...Maybe I'll just rest here...For a while"
Fred yawned and sighed before he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, within a few seconds Fred was fast asleep next to Gene. The red head, cracked open an eye sleepily, before snuggling up to Fred and wrapping an arm around the merchants waist firmly."...Night Fred..." Gene mumbled before once again falling deep into his drugged sleep.
Outside the door, Bob the Bodyguard smiled in satisfaction, maybe his boss would get what he wanted after all...
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Hooray! Finished! I'm done with this I hope you like the crappy update! ^^ Hope you enjoy this, even though it's a bit short.
Jen: I'm impressed this is the 3rd story you've updated.
Me: really? *Surprised*
Jen: ...No :)
Me: Grr...Curse me for creating you...Oh well R&R anyway? Please? Here have a cookie! You ALL know you want one! Bye!
Okay! ON WITH THE STORY!!!!^_~
OLS: My way part 3
Jim Hawkings looked at himself critically in the mirror, before his face broke into a satisfied smile. 'Looking good Jim! I wouldn't be surprised if Gene didn't try to give me a run for HIS money...not that we have much!' Jim giggled at himself for a second before returning to his normal, mature self.
'Okay enough of that, I don't think it will impress Gene very much...or will it?' Jim smiled again, just as the phone rang in the kitchen. 'It's either Ashia lost, or Gene...' With the happy smile still fixed to his face, Jim dashed to the phone and picked up the receiver. Hello this is Starwind and Hawking, Jim speaking"
No reply was heard for a second and Jim thinking it might be a prank call, listened intently for a voice, then he heard a dull thump of something or someone hitting the floor, and a muffled cry of "Get OFF me!" before Jim was finally answered.
"Jim? You still there? It's me Fred err...We have a BIT of a problem, Gene sort of collapsed at my place, but he's okay!" Fred added hurriedly as he heard the sandy haired teenager gasp in horror down the receiver. "He just took some tranquillisers instead of painkillers for his hangover". Jim sighed more out of relief that Gene was okay than anything else.
"Do you know how long, he'll be out of it Fred?" Jim asked, not really wanting to know, because he knew no matter how many Gene had taken, Gene would be out of it fore quite a few hours yet. Fred pulled at his ear and sighed down the line. "I'm not sure, to be honest Jim, He DID take four tranquillisers, so I'm guessing he'll be out of it until at least tomorrow morning!"
Jim sighed as bitter disappointment crept up on him, and blamed Gene for ruining his plans, Then Jim shook his head. It wasn't entirely Gene's fault; he was after all in a temporary coma. And Jim could never be mad at Gene for long...
"Okay Fred, get your guys to look after him okay? I'll try and pick him up sometime tomorrow, Bye" then after that there was a faint click and the phone line went dead, as Jim slammed the receiver back down, nearly breaking it, and kicked the table angrily.
'How come, that every time I try and tell Gene how I feel, something always gets in the way!' Jim sighed and took off his jacket before dumping it on the sofa and making a beeline for the shower, once washed and dried, he then heading to his room to sleep. 'At least I can tell Gene in my dreams...'
Meanwhile Fred had sighed and put the receiver back on the phone in this time. 'He sounded pretty upset, I hope I haven't worried him too much...' Fred sighed, then stopped as he looked down; Gene had fallen asleep again, while still clutching Fred's leg the most adorably cute look on the red head's face.
"You Gene Starwind are hopeless, absolutely hopeless" Fred sighed and began trying to prise Gene's arms from around his leg. After half an hour, and several bruises. Fred finally disentangled himself from the red head and sat on the floor panting. "I...need to...get him...back to bed..." Fred panted aloud before he hauled himself to his feet and just barley managed to haul Gene to his feet.
"God Gene you're heavier than you look!" Fred panted dragging Gene up the stairs and back to his bedroom. After about half an hour Fred finally managed to get Gene into his bedroom and back onto his bed to rest. "God he's heavy, I'm really tired..." Fred sighed and sat on the other side of the bed opposite to Gene. "Maybe...Maybe I'll just rest here...For a while"
Fred yawned and sighed before he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, within a few seconds Fred was fast asleep next to Gene. The red head, cracked open an eye sleepily, before snuggling up to Fred and wrapping an arm around the merchants waist firmly."...Night Fred..." Gene mumbled before once again falling deep into his drugged sleep.
Outside the door, Bob the Bodyguard smiled in satisfaction, maybe his boss would get what he wanted after all...
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Hooray! Finished! I'm done with this I hope you like the crappy update! ^^ Hope you enjoy this, even though it's a bit short.
Jen: I'm impressed this is the 3rd story you've updated.
Me: really? *Surprised*
Jen: ...No :)
Me: Grr...Curse me for creating you...Oh well R&R anyway? Please? Here have a cookie! You ALL know you want one! Bye!