Hmmmmm
"Hmmm."
"You know Trent, killing someoneith your eyes isn't as effective as actually killing them." Jane remarked as she followed his gaze to a table near the back of the Zon.
"Hmmm."
"You're right, an actual killing would be too messy. How about a maiming?"
"Hmmm."
"Yeah, you're right again, to much work, kidnapping?"
"Hmmm."
"Damn it Trent, you're not helping here."
"Huh? What did you say Janey?" Trent said turning his gaze to his sister.
"Hmmm."
"Well, what did you say?"
"Hmmm, never-mind, here she comes."
Both siblings quieted as Daria walked up to the table with Nick following close behind her.
"It's been decided........" She trailed off and looked at the red-head squirming behind her.
"Hmmm?" The single sound belied how anxious they were for Daria to finish her sentence.
"We decided that, it would benefit the band if He and Max enrolled in the Anger Mangement course at the community college. In the hopes that they could then learn how to atleast get along during practice and at gigs, cutting down on the embarrassing moments like the one here tonight." Daria cast a frown at Nick and then looked back to Trent and Jane.
With one last 'hmmm' the Lane siblings vacated their table and walked towards the door, keeping their eyes averted from the wreckage that Nick and Max had caused that night. Nick and Daria followed at a slower pace, not wanting to hear what Max would say when he found out about the decision.
Neigher sibling noticed as Nick reached out and grabbed Darias' hand, a small smile on his face. Daria looked at his smile and then down at their clasped hands.
"Hmmm." Was all she said as a blush creeped across her cheeks.
The End
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DariaM here, thanks for reading this second fic. I hope it was better than the first. All comments, flames, and death threats welcome. By the way, I don't own any of these characters, wish I did thou. lol. Thanks again for reading and good night, or day, whatever.
"Hmmm."
"You know Trent, killing someoneith your eyes isn't as effective as actually killing them." Jane remarked as she followed his gaze to a table near the back of the Zon.
"Hmmm."
"You're right, an actual killing would be too messy. How about a maiming?"
"Hmmm."
"Yeah, you're right again, to much work, kidnapping?"
"Hmmm."
"Damn it Trent, you're not helping here."
"Huh? What did you say Janey?" Trent said turning his gaze to his sister.
"Hmmm."
"Well, what did you say?"
"Hmmm, never-mind, here she comes."
Both siblings quieted as Daria walked up to the table with Nick following close behind her.
"It's been decided........" She trailed off and looked at the red-head squirming behind her.
"Hmmm?" The single sound belied how anxious they were for Daria to finish her sentence.
"We decided that, it would benefit the band if He and Max enrolled in the Anger Mangement course at the community college. In the hopes that they could then learn how to atleast get along during practice and at gigs, cutting down on the embarrassing moments like the one here tonight." Daria cast a frown at Nick and then looked back to Trent and Jane.
With one last 'hmmm' the Lane siblings vacated their table and walked towards the door, keeping their eyes averted from the wreckage that Nick and Max had caused that night. Nick and Daria followed at a slower pace, not wanting to hear what Max would say when he found out about the decision.
Neigher sibling noticed as Nick reached out and grabbed Darias' hand, a small smile on his face. Daria looked at his smile and then down at their clasped hands.
"Hmmm." Was all she said as a blush creeped across her cheeks.
The End
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DariaM here, thanks for reading this second fic. I hope it was better than the first. All comments, flames, and death threats welcome. By the way, I don't own any of these characters, wish I did thou. lol. Thanks again for reading and good night, or day, whatever.
