Title: Not yet.
Chapter: two
Authors Note: I want ten reviews before I post chapter three, and yes I used my name, Kat, but only because I did not feel like coming up with a new name, and I made her babyish and have no romance, so she is not a self insertation, or a Mary Sue. Or maybe she is..
Pairings: Kyle/Nessa, Choice(Review on): Holly/Arty Foally/Holly and possibly some Rootsy/Vinyana, but don't count on it.
Disclaimer: I own not but what I own.
Claimer: *Crickets chirping*
Dedication: Kelsey, my first reviewer!
Reviewage:
Kelsey: Yes, it shall all tie in, The gang, Arty, Iris- maybe not Iris- and Holls. Do not be confused. Well, maybe you can be, but do not be so confused that your eyes pop out from boggling and you can no longer read my story. *Dramatic sigh* The Horror!! I may have a lot more about Iris, maybe she can even meet Bob, but don't count your luck. Well, technicly, you can, but do not assume that the amount of luck will be high.
Iris: O.o
Me: Yeah, you are right that made no sense.
Iris: O.o
Me: Don't stare at me in that tone of voice!
Iris: O.o
Me: That's it, you are so grounded!
In a shadowy alley, two ithings/i were sitting around a box. A sound like a low vibrating was coming from a tiny speaker.
"C'mon, Ger-" He quickly got punched in the nose and pinched at the base of the neck by the second person, or the one whose first three letters in his name were G-E-R. As his comrade was sleeping in the gravel, Ger leaned in to the tape and listened intently.
*Nessa's apartment*
Iris boggled at a particularly interesting piece of wall- just beyond the glass- and eventually decided that it was her long lost mother. Swimming towards it, she bumped into the wall *several* times. She had a problem that is all too common among Atlantian Bogglefish: Consistency. It is like once they start something, they are addicted to that thing until they forgot what it was they were addicted to.
Let's follow the sequence of events: Bump into the wall, Boggle at her long lost mother, bump, boggle, bump, boggle, bump, boggle. Fun, eh?
*Laundry Mat*
"Got any threes?" Kyle asked.
"Go fish," said Vanessa.
"Darn!" he said, and picked up a card from the pile.
"Sean, got any sixes?" Kat asked.
He looked at her and grudgingly tossed her two sixes.
"And the other one?" Liz asked. Kyle grinned. He sighed and handed her the six of diamonds. Kat put down all four sixes and squealed. "Uno!" she called. Vanessa laughed.
"Note that were playing 'Go fish'," Kyle said, and grinned. Kat looked close to tears.
"C'mon, we didn't mean it, right Kyle?" and Sean elbowed Kyle. He may not talk much, but he did when one of his friends needed comfort.
"Uh, right." Kyle said quickly.
Ding.
"Loads done," 'Nessa said.
"No dur," Liz commented dryly.
*Airport*
Juliet stepped into the Bentley.
"What did you say this guys name was?" She asked again.
"Mr. Diggums." Butler said.
Juliet, as she passed out, fell sluggishly to the floor of the car and uttered a single word: Mulch.
Butler and Artemis looked at each other, Artemis raised an eyebrow.
"Probably an old boyfriend," Butler shrugged. Artemis wasn't quite so sure, the name Diggums brought to his mind a monkey with long toes. Why? Until total recall (which he was very close to), he would not know.
Mulch was digging through layers of dirt-no, fine quality sod, in the words of a skilled dwarf, and Mulch was the best in the business if he did say so himself, and he did.
His beard picked up some activity to his left. He stopped and felt the side of his tunnel. After a moment, he dubbed this activity to be prairie dogs and moved on.
Ten minutes later, Liz, Kat and 'Nessa were putting the darks/brights into the washer while Kyle and Sean were taking the whites out. After all of the darks were into the machine, Vanessa said, "Pay up!" with her hand out. Each of the group groaned but handed her a small, thin silver coin, known as a 'Kip' which she put into the slot and it started to fill up with water.
*Haven*
In downtown Haven, things were just as peachy as they were at the laundry mat, but were about to get a whole lot worse. Foally was about to check his mail. Undernet, Genious@Foally.me (yes, he was that conceited) Password: Foally35178219084893636851728918723513, (And, yes, he knew all of the numbers by heart.) mail, options, read, from: ABogglefish@HOL.hav (Haven on-line and hav-en).
His face fell with every line. He jabbed the intercom and said weekly: "Holly, Commander, get in here."
Iris floated up and down gently, ever now and then looking at her long lost mother whom was only three inches from her, feeling dejected. She suddenly blue out a long stream of bubbles and looked astonished. She boggled at them, wondering if they were a number, then what a number was. She pondered this for a moment, then got back to boggling. She boggled for a moment, then the bubble popped. She looked flabbergasted.
Soon, she discovered a nearby rock. OH MY PIGGYDOODLE! WHAT THE HECK IS THAT ROCK THAT HAS BEEN HERE FOR ALMOST A YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! She boggled at it until she decided it was evil and demonic and turned around and boggled at the tank.
Both afraid for Foally's health, and the fact that he had called Root 'Commander,' they both ran to the Operations booth and pounded on the door. Slowly and painfully, it opened to a distressed Foally on the other side. His eyes were wide. He pushed his laptop to Holly and Julius and waited for them to finish. Holly blinked several times.
"No," she gasped.
"Yes." said Foally.
Me: Cliffy! Yes, I am evil and deranged.
Iris: O.o
Me: Review!
Chapter: two
Authors Note: I want ten reviews before I post chapter three, and yes I used my name, Kat, but only because I did not feel like coming up with a new name, and I made her babyish and have no romance, so she is not a self insertation, or a Mary Sue. Or maybe she is..
Pairings: Kyle/Nessa, Choice(Review on): Holly/Arty Foally/Holly and possibly some Rootsy/Vinyana, but don't count on it.
Disclaimer: I own not but what I own.
Claimer: *Crickets chirping*
Dedication: Kelsey, my first reviewer!
Reviewage:
Kelsey: Yes, it shall all tie in, The gang, Arty, Iris- maybe not Iris- and Holls. Do not be confused. Well, maybe you can be, but do not be so confused that your eyes pop out from boggling and you can no longer read my story. *Dramatic sigh* The Horror!! I may have a lot more about Iris, maybe she can even meet Bob, but don't count your luck. Well, technicly, you can, but do not assume that the amount of luck will be high.
Iris: O.o
Me: Yeah, you are right that made no sense.
Iris: O.o
Me: Don't stare at me in that tone of voice!
Iris: O.o
Me: That's it, you are so grounded!
In a shadowy alley, two ithings/i were sitting around a box. A sound like a low vibrating was coming from a tiny speaker.
"C'mon, Ger-" He quickly got punched in the nose and pinched at the base of the neck by the second person, or the one whose first three letters in his name were G-E-R. As his comrade was sleeping in the gravel, Ger leaned in to the tape and listened intently.
*Nessa's apartment*
Iris boggled at a particularly interesting piece of wall- just beyond the glass- and eventually decided that it was her long lost mother. Swimming towards it, she bumped into the wall *several* times. She had a problem that is all too common among Atlantian Bogglefish: Consistency. It is like once they start something, they are addicted to that thing until they forgot what it was they were addicted to.
Let's follow the sequence of events: Bump into the wall, Boggle at her long lost mother, bump, boggle, bump, boggle, bump, boggle. Fun, eh?
*Laundry Mat*
"Got any threes?" Kyle asked.
"Go fish," said Vanessa.
"Darn!" he said, and picked up a card from the pile.
"Sean, got any sixes?" Kat asked.
He looked at her and grudgingly tossed her two sixes.
"And the other one?" Liz asked. Kyle grinned. He sighed and handed her the six of diamonds. Kat put down all four sixes and squealed. "Uno!" she called. Vanessa laughed.
"Note that were playing 'Go fish'," Kyle said, and grinned. Kat looked close to tears.
"C'mon, we didn't mean it, right Kyle?" and Sean elbowed Kyle. He may not talk much, but he did when one of his friends needed comfort.
"Uh, right." Kyle said quickly.
Ding.
"Loads done," 'Nessa said.
"No dur," Liz commented dryly.
*Airport*
Juliet stepped into the Bentley.
"What did you say this guys name was?" She asked again.
"Mr. Diggums." Butler said.
Juliet, as she passed out, fell sluggishly to the floor of the car and uttered a single word: Mulch.
Butler and Artemis looked at each other, Artemis raised an eyebrow.
"Probably an old boyfriend," Butler shrugged. Artemis wasn't quite so sure, the name Diggums brought to his mind a monkey with long toes. Why? Until total recall (which he was very close to), he would not know.
Mulch was digging through layers of dirt-no, fine quality sod, in the words of a skilled dwarf, and Mulch was the best in the business if he did say so himself, and he did.
His beard picked up some activity to his left. He stopped and felt the side of his tunnel. After a moment, he dubbed this activity to be prairie dogs and moved on.
Ten minutes later, Liz, Kat and 'Nessa were putting the darks/brights into the washer while Kyle and Sean were taking the whites out. After all of the darks were into the machine, Vanessa said, "Pay up!" with her hand out. Each of the group groaned but handed her a small, thin silver coin, known as a 'Kip' which she put into the slot and it started to fill up with water.
*Haven*
In downtown Haven, things were just as peachy as they were at the laundry mat, but were about to get a whole lot worse. Foally was about to check his mail. Undernet, Genious@Foally.me (yes, he was that conceited) Password: Foally35178219084893636851728918723513, (And, yes, he knew all of the numbers by heart.) mail, options, read, from: ABogglefish@HOL.hav (Haven on-line and hav-en).
His face fell with every line. He jabbed the intercom and said weekly: "Holly, Commander, get in here."
Iris floated up and down gently, ever now and then looking at her long lost mother whom was only three inches from her, feeling dejected. She suddenly blue out a long stream of bubbles and looked astonished. She boggled at them, wondering if they were a number, then what a number was. She pondered this for a moment, then got back to boggling. She boggled for a moment, then the bubble popped. She looked flabbergasted.
Soon, she discovered a nearby rock. OH MY PIGGYDOODLE! WHAT THE HECK IS THAT ROCK THAT HAS BEEN HERE FOR ALMOST A YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! She boggled at it until she decided it was evil and demonic and turned around and boggled at the tank.
Both afraid for Foally's health, and the fact that he had called Root 'Commander,' they both ran to the Operations booth and pounded on the door. Slowly and painfully, it opened to a distressed Foally on the other side. His eyes were wide. He pushed his laptop to Holly and Julius and waited for them to finish. Holly blinked several times.
"No," she gasped.
"Yes." said Foally.
Me: Cliffy! Yes, I am evil and deranged.
Iris: O.o
Me: Review!