MQ: long time, no update, eh? *grins* Well I now have a comp in muh room since we gost a new one fer the living room. I don't have internet, but I can save this on a disc then put it on the other comp so I have this AAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLL worked out!!!
Blitz: yeah, I'm sure you do...
MQ: Oh but I do!!! *dies* this 'll be a long chappie...*dies again*
Blitz: and now to do, apparently, muh only purpous in life; the disclaimer. We is poor Nebraskan's so we dun own nothin'...cept the oblivious characters that aren't in DBZ, got it?
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"Oye..." I groaned in pain when I opened my eyes only to be consumed by bleak darkness. I searched around franticly for any sign of exit. I skimmed my hands against the ground, feeling sharp objects take stabs at my skin. I could feel a large object pinning me to the ground, sending shots of pain through me when I had desperately tried to push it off of my lower body.
I tried once more with no prevail and let my arms drop to the ground.
"What happened?" the questioned entered my mind and stuck there. I quickly ran the last few moments before I awoke here through my head.
"Shit..." I cursed beneath my breath, wishing Vegeta would have taught us how to sense ki.
"Vegeta..." his name clicked in my brain and flashed back to his outburst. We were all ready to shoot at the drop of a pin...but did we? Am I dead? Did my friends and I kill him? Did he kill us?
Questions filled my mind as distance voices echoed through the obscurity. Was I losing it?
I could feel fresh air reach my lungs once more when the man chucked aside the rubble that was on top of me.
My eyes began to readjust to the sudden burst of sunlight, and I could begin to make out the two looming figures before me.
"Jenni...Goku...wha?" I had finally made out who the two dusky shadows were.
Goku gently lifted me from the dirt and flung my arm around his neck, hovering a couple of inches off the ground. I managed to grip his bulky neck, my tiny arm not even able to fit all the way around.
I gazed at Jenni, whose raven black hair was all grimy and her deep brown eyes filled up with anxiety. She had black smudges all over her face and scratches shrouded her entire body. Her CC T-shirt and dark blue pants were all tattered and torn. She clutched her right arm securely, where fresh blood mixed itself with the time-worn blood that already hid her pale skin.
I averted my attention back to Goku who didn't look as weathered as Jenni and I, aside from some slashes that peeked through his dilapidated gi, and a oblivious gash on his cheek.
"You messed your leg up pretty bad..." he remarked. All I could do was laugh breathlessly and lean my head onto his shoulder for support.
"Are you going to be OK Jenni?" I asked and gestured to her bloody arm. All she did was nod and crease her brow, "We still can't find JT or that...that..." she gritted her teeth and balled up her fists so hard, her knuckles began to turn white.
"YOU GUYS!!!!"
The three of us turned to view the majority of the Z Senchi bolting towards us. Gohan was the first to reach us, tightly gripping his father's pants. He peered to into Goku's face, a steady stream of tears strolling down his small cheeks. He took in large gasps of air and managed to stammer out, "I-I thou-thought you were go-going t-to die!!!" He buried his face into Goku's knee and the waterworks spring to life.
Goku patted his son's dark, uncontrollable hair and chuckled, "Aww...it's OK Gohan!!! We're all OK!!!" he gave him a reassuring nudge and grinned profoundly.
The rest of the congregation huddled around us, filling our ears with questions and words of comfort.
"HELLO?!?! WE STILL HAVE TWO MISSING PEOPLE HERE!!!" I finally was able to screech out over the crowd.
Everyone stopped dead in they're tracks and winced at my shriek. I watched while those with very sensitive hearing rubbed they're ears, mumbling incoherently at my outburst.
"Are they alive?" I asked, and received a reassuring nod from Piccolo. I smiled thankfully at his green face.
My glad thoughts were short-lived at the site of two of the most short-tempered women stride up to us, giving us an earful about how idiotic and reckless we had become. Or, in Goku's case, always had been.
I reinforced my grip around his brawny neck, protesting as Goku set me back onto the ground, and held his hands up in a calming manner, "Settle down you two, we have everything under control. Besides, we still need to find JT and Vege-"
"OH NO!!! THERE IS NO WAY WE ARE GOING TO HELP THAT SELF-INDULDGED MAINIAC!!!" Chi Chi roared and engulfed herself in a gigantic, red ki flame. The force of the ki sent dirt sailing through the air and I covered my eyes, coughing out the smock that had entered my mouth. Bulma even quit her rampage to make some distance between her and the enraged woman.
Goku then cried out over the whirling winds, "It's ok hun!!! Vegeta is knocked out, he can't do anything!!!"
She unexpectedly powered down and gave Goku a blank expression that matched the faces of everyone else.
He spoke again, "And I'll tell you all what happened AFTER we find Vegeta and JT, all right?"
We all agreed and they split up into to groups; Piccolo took half and Krillin took the others. They all staggered past Chi Chi, who still looked pretty dumb-founded.
I just sat in the dirt and watched them rip up pieces of rubble from the ground, searching relentlessly for our friends beneath the disarray.
I then felt completely useless.
"I FOUND HER!!" I heard Yamcha call out. I turned to my left to watch him and Piccolo tunnel through pieces of demolished cement and metal, trying to unearth the rest of JT.
I gleamed gleefully as Piccolo and Yamcha yanked an KOed JT. I was just glad she was alive.
Her light brown hair waved freely in the wind, her pony tail holder lost in the midst of the explotion. Her hazel eyes were clamped shut, gashes and bruises cloaked her entire being. Her light blue t-shirt and blue pants wear ripped beyond repair and spotted in blood.
"Will the poor dear be OK?!" I heard the usually perky Mrs. Briefs question and waddle over to JT, followed by Mr. Briefs.
"Let me take a look-see," Mr. Briefs replied, looking JT over. His little black cat leaped off of his shoulder and nuzzled against JT's shoulder, purring contently.
He was also happy to see her.
While I watched Mr. Briefs examine her arm to make sure it wasn't broken or something, I heard another shout from Krillin, "VEGETA!!!"
There was no joyous celebration as there was with JT. We just glared Vegeta down as Krillin and Gohan managed to pull him from beneath a large piece of the building. The crumbled piece of cement plopped to the ground, dust squirming away from it and soaring through the air.
He was unconscious, just like Goku said.
Ho-
Pheonix beat me to the punch, "How'd you know?"
Goku grinned, "Weeeeelllllll...."
~*FLASHBACK/GOKU'S POV*~
I thought he had resorted from his old ways, but I guess I was wrong. He must had been holding all of that anger back for a while, and MQ had to have been the last straw. Not many people stood up to Vegeta, many too afraid to, until we came along. It must have done it when Bulma and MQ started to stand up to him, that being a failure on his part; two apparently 'weaker beings' showing him that they were not afraid of him? It took a big shot to his already over-inflated ego.
And MQ finally broke his patience, if you could even call it patience.
"Is this right? Should I be doing this? Should we all be turning against each other, especially at a point where we should be focusing on defeating the androids?" I thought to myself while aiming a ki blast to the side of my fellow saiyan.
I listened to Pheonix and JT preach to him, Vegeta just laughing their words away, seeming not to care what could or would happen.
Didn't he know that he couldn't possible kill all of and survive?
He was being a complete fool.
I almost fell over when I witnessed MQ fire a up a ki blast and aimed it to the back of Vegeta's head.
I then realized that even though we felt like we were about ready to kill, deep down inside, none of us would be able to conjure up enough hate to do it. Ever since Vegeta agreed to take them three underneath his wing and train them, I knew that he'd never let anything happen to them, even though you'd never be able to tell on the outside. But I knew...
"This is right..."
"You are all going to die!!!" he bellowed with no leniency in his dark voice.
Four ki blasts spit thought the air. They seemed to become petty and small in as they spined, in what appeared to me, slow motion.
They swiveled in circles while traveling to their designated destinations, which was the four walls of the tiny room.
I knew it.
We all had missed.
"HE'S STILL DANGEROUS!!!" I shouted and elbowed Vegeta in the back of the neck, sending him into a unconscious state while the room began to disintegrate around us.
I let out a howl and prayed we would all be OK as the impact sent my body into a world of agony.
~*END FLASHBACK/MQ'S POV*~
"Well..." Pheonix had managed to spit out the only word that was spoken. I was suprised he was actually able to remember so many details of what happened, despite the fact that he only has two brain cells; one is lost and the other one is looking for it. But all I had remembered was firing, and missing intentionally. I was pretty sure that Goku, Jenni and JT had done the same. But what about Vegeta? Had he actually tired to kill one of us, but lost aim? Or did this seemingly insane man actually have some sort of voice screaming in the back of his dark mind, a CONSIOUS even, that made him deliberately miss?!
Could he actaully...care?
My meditation had brought me back to the fact that Goku KOed Vegeta before everything had come crumbling down. What would have happened if Vegeta were awake? What could he, or would he, have done?
That was Goku for you though...always had the safety of others in mind, but must've not showed up when Kami was handing out common sense. (A/N: sorry that I'm dissing on Goku a lot, but yall gotta admit, when it comes to some things he's not the brightest crayon in the box -_-; )
"Yeah that's Goku for ya..." I jolted at Krillin's remark as him and Gohan took a seat next to me on the ground.
"But my dad's the best, huh?!" Gohan grinned from ear to ear. It's cool that a kid could have a father like that to admire.
I smiled and gave Gohan a noogie, "Yep."
He smacked my hand away and pointed at my leg, "You're leg looks like it's broken or something. Does it hurt?"
"It only hurts when I try to move it...which is probably a good sign that it's probably broken," I replied and thought about trying to move it again, but I just grimaced at the mere thought.
"We should probably get inside and get everybody all fixed up, then we'll go from there," Mr. Briefs concluded and motioned to us to follow him.
Goku rushed over to me and lifted me back up off the ground, following the migrating crowd. Piccolo cradled JT in his arms and Yamcha carried...ok ok, more like DRAGGED Vegeta along, grumbling the whole time.
Inconsiderate bastard...
While Goku carried me across the lawn, I peeked back over his broad shoulder to view the damage that Chi Chi and Bulma were all freaked about.
It looked like a hurricane had gone through the place!!! Chard metal and cement covered the ground, a small spot cleared in the middle of the wreckage where we all had been standing a few moments before. The building was gutted to the foundation, and one lonesome wall stood a couple of feet from the ground. The wind began to gust and it hit the only wall straight on, causing it to crumble to the ground and mingle in with the rest of the devastation.
"That building that was destroyed was just the smaller part of the medical wing which was just mostly for storage. You're lucky it wasn't the main part of the medical wing, or I'd be ten times more pissed than I am now," Bulma stated as calmly as her provoked state would allow.
She shouldn't be so bitchy. As far as I know, she's one of the richest women in the world; she'd have a new building in no time flat. It was also a good thing that it was after CC business hours, so nobody else was in the building.
As the totaled building became smaller and smaller in the distance I asked, "Where's the police and the fire department and all that good stuff? You'd think somebody had to have noticed that explosion!"
Mrs. Briefs smiled and giggled, "Oh dear, we have so many accidents here, they don't even bother coming anymore! And it's such a same...there was some handsome sweeties on the fire squad!"
"That's reassuring," I stated dully.
Goku laughed, "Yeah...even if they had came, imagine trying to explain this one!"
By the time we got to the main medical wing, the majority of us were laughing and joking with each other. At least we were in a better mood.
While the rest of the Z senchi situated themselves in the waiting room, Goku, Piccolo, Yamcha, Bulma and Mr. Briefs took JT, Pheonix and I into the small medical lab that we came to when we first had appeared here.
Goku carefully set me down on one of the beds covered in that white paper stuff, the paper crinkling beneath me. I've always hated that damn paper stuff...so annoying.
"Oww...my fuckin' head..."
"Hmm? Oh, YAY!!! You're awake!!!" I squealed as Piccolo gently set JT down next to me. She just moaned agonizingly, rubbing her eyes and bearing her teeth.
Pheonix managed to lift herself up on the bed too and she giggled at JT's current state.
"Wha-...no, wait...I remember...ugh," JT grimaced, desperately trying to keep her eyes opened.
Just then Yamcha trampled in, dragging the injured saiyan behind him.
I screeched at his horrible handling of a wounded person, " Get him off up the ground you idiot!!! Don't you know anything!?!?" I winced momentarily at held my side painfully, which had decided to send agony through my body at every breath.
Yamcha scowled at me, "He doesn't deserve it..." he dragged Vegeta over to a dreary bed on the other side of the room, carelessly flopping him onto it.
"And like you do?" I shot back at him.
She shook his head, "I don't even know why we're helping him...don't you realize that he's tried to kill every one of us multiple times?!" he raised a fist threateningly.
"Oh zip it Yamcha. If I remember this right, you used to be a total scum-bag before you met us," Bulma swatted Yamcha's head and walked passed.
"As far as I can see, he still is," I crossed my arms and gave him my best 'I'll kill you if you even breath the wrong way' look, smirking in satisfaction as he abruptly stormed out of the room.
"How ya doin', JT?!?!" Goku smiled and patted JT gleefully on the head.
"Stop moving around so much you're making me dizzy," she swatted at the air aimlessy...I think she was TRYING to hit his hand.
"O....K...." he scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously.
"Ah, she's seen better days," I snickered, disregarding the pain.
After that, Mr. Briefs and Bulma got us all fixed up and ready to ROLL!!! Well...ready to limp...
"ONE MONTH!!!" I yelped, "I can't afford to be out of commission for a whole month!!! That's one less month of training!!! And we have the androids AND these other things to worry about, and I'm out one month of training!?!?! One month could be the difference of well prepared and hiding under my bed!!! There HAS to be another way!!!"
I watched the old man in front of me hand me a pair of crutches, "It would have been longer if it weren't for you saiyans and you quick healing," he patted the tiny cat on his shoulder, "Goku already went up to Korin to see if he had any senzu beans, but he was fresh out and they take three months to re-grow."
"So you're basically going to have to be Gimpy for the next month," JT placed a smug smile on her face at my predicament. She had had a concussion, but as you can see, she was feeling much better...
I snarled at her and decided to ignore her teasing instead of punching her like I normally would. I wasn't up to it.
"Don't worry Jess, I won't be able to train either," Pheonix reassured me.
"Yeah but you're only out one or two weeks, I'm out a whole month!!!"
"One week difference, la de frickin' da!!!" JT shoved me and I batted at her hand, "You so got that from me."
"And you got it from SNL."
"Shut up."
I turned my head to where Pheonix was, but found nobody there, "Where'd she go?"
"She's looking for something," JT replied and pointed across the room to Pheonix, who was rummaging through multiple drawers and cuboards.
"Uhh...what are you doing, exactly?" I yelled over to her, Goku glancing from his talk with Piccolo to see what all the commotion was about.
"AH-HA!!" she swerved around and held a black marker proudly in her hand, "I'm going to sign your cast!!!"
She briskly walked over to me and started writing on my cast.
"Lemme sign it after you," JT whined and knelt down next to Pheonix.
"Oh I want to sign it too!!!" Goku happily ran over to us and sat next to JT, patiently waiting for the marker.
After everyone got done scribbling all over my broken leg (and we even got Piccolo to sign it @__@) I snatched the marker from Pheonix and grinned, "Your turn Jenni!!!"
I grabbed her arm and started scribbling just the first few things that came off the top of my head then handed the marker to Goku.
"Nose Nuggets?" she sputtered out and gave me an peculiar look.
I chuckled, "Don't ask."
"We won't!!!" Goku tossed the marker to JT ruffled my hair.
"Aww...thanks you guys!!!" she gleamed and pinched Piccolo's green cheeks. He growled lowly and smacked her hands away abruptly, blushing furiously.
I giggled and looked over to the other side of the room to the small bed Vegeta was confined to. I stared at all of the wires, bandages, and needles that cloaked his entire being. I watched his chest slowly rise and fall to the steady rhythm of the heart monitor, the soft beeping echoing about the lab.
I interrupted the small talk Goku had started, "What about him?" I motioned to Vegeta, "What will happen when he wakes up?"
Goku replied, "I don't know..."
"Don't worry; that boy is pumped up on so much morphine it isn't even funny," Mr. Briefs went against what he had just said and chuckled.
I let a smile escape, "Vegeta's gonna become a morphine addict..."
No one else had a chance to respond before Bulma cut it, "We can't keep him like this forever though..."
"...He's going to wake up eventually, and nobody can predict what he'll do," Piccolo finished.
"What are we going to do then?" JT asked. I looked up to Goku and got and idea, "Maybe I should stay with him, so if he wakes up-"
"No," Goku shook his head, "If I remember correctly, you're the one who ticked him off to begin with."
I argued, "But when he wakes up he's going to be to out of it to even thi-"
"NO!!!" he barked at me and I cowered my head a little at his sudden outburst. I had never heard him yell like that before.
Each and every person turned to him in shock; he was serious about this.
"You three had better just stay away from him for a while. The last thing we need is for him to go on another maddened rampage," he continued in a more calmed manner, "Piccolo and I will keep an eye on his ki. If we sense anything abnormal, we'll take care of it.'
He sighed and patted me on the back, "Trust me, it's for your own well-being and his. We can't take any chances."
We nodded in unison, entrusting in Goku's decision. He grinned and patted JT and I's heads, "Lighten up! We'll get through this! Now, let's go downstairs and show off our two new cappers!"
"Ha ha ha..." I replied sarcastically and grabbed my crutches, limping towards the door along with everybody else.
We all managed to get to the waiting room, only to be bombarded with more people who wanted to sign our casts. By the time Bulma had everybody headed out the door, they had submerged our casts with so many "get well soon"'s and other comforting words, we couldn't even tell what color our bandages originally were!
Bulma shook her head at the crazy group of Z senchi as they headed to train for the androids and the other 'thing' that our dreams foretold us about.
She shut the door quietly and glared at us, "Why am I even keeping Vegeta here?! Yamcha is right you know..." she sat down in-between JT and I, "He has tried to kill us multiple times, and I'm helping him? What if he wakes up and tries to do something?" she rubbed her temple and heaved a sigh, "I don't know."
"Do unto others as you would have them do for you," I replied, "Maybe I should practice what I preach when I say that, but even Vegeta will have some sort of gratefulness in him that we're helping him out. And I don't think he actually WANTS to kill us, he just THINKS he does."
She glanced over to me, "Oh look at lil miss shrink over there."
I giggled and she tilted her head back to the ceiling in deep thought. I could tell by her looks of worry when she saw Vegeta in agony, and every time we even mention him; she really cared about him.
"Well, you three need to go to bed. You need your rest," Bulma got up and shooed us up the stairs.
"Do you need some help up the stairs, MQ?" bulma watched as I hopped up the steps, one at a time.
"Nah, I'm good," I replied as I climbed another step.
Help. That was the last thing I needed to make me feel even more useless that I already felt.
"And stay away from Vegeta!!! Another incedent like we just had is the very last thing we need!!!" she hollered up after us.
After dragging my aching body up the last step I limped over to the door that had just been repaired after Vegeta had ripped it clean off the hinges.
"Night," I waved a tired hand at them.
"Night," Pheonix replied, "And please stay away from Vegeta!!!"
"Yeah," JT interrupted, "But why do I have a feeling that you won't listen?"
"I'm too tired to care," I let out a small, exausted laugh and retreated to my room, closing the door behind me.
I managed to take a shower despite my leg and I changed into a white tank-top and some black pants that were obliviously too long. For some odd reason, it was hard to find pants around here that would fit a small person like me.
I sat on the balcony and set my crutches on the ground next to my chair. I stared up into the starry night, letting the little twinkling space beings take in my sight.
The stars glimmered in the night and I sat wondering how in the world people used to use the stars as their only map. There was so many! How could anybody pick out just one of the many diamonds that sat in the sky and know exactly where to go?
I traced the only consolation I knew of with my finger. It was a dragon, which is also the animal of the year Pheonix, JT and I were born. It was right next to the brightest star of them all, the north star. I always found the night to be so fascinating and mysterious. It was so deep and dark, with so many unknown aspects that were held in the sky.
The night could be scary at times; intimidating, unpredictable. But yet, it could be a absolutely beautiful thing, almost welcoming.
And this reminded me of someone.
I grabbed my crutches and retreated from the balcony. I limped across the plush carpet, my mind racing.
Was I actually going to disregard everybody's warnings? How great of a risk am I taking?
I got to the door and opened it to find my friends stranded in the hallway.
"What are you doing?" I whispered.
"We were just about to wake you," JT whispered back and smiled nervously.
But in the darkness, we all really knew why we were out.
I took the lead and began limping behind me, my two friends trailing closely. The only sound that could be picked up was the noise my crutches made when they hit the ground. I just hoped it wasn't too much noise...
We finally reached our destination. My hand shook immensely as it slowly reached for the giant, silver handle of the lab door.
I stopped mid-reach and bit my bottom lip, "Now I REALLY wish we knew how to sense ki..."
I continued my hand toward the handle and took a firm grasp of it. I started to pull the door open carefully and peeked inside.
I then got a forward push from Pheonix, bad idea.
I squeaked as I fell to the ground, my crutches clattering loudly against the floor.
We all stood in complete silence, waiting for somebody to wake up and come barging in.
"Why are we being so quiet? Vegeta's out cold," Pheonix whispered and helped me up off the floor.
I regained my balance, "Cause we could wake up Bulma and I defiantly don't feel like hearing her bitch," I replied harshly and looked about the dimly-lit lab, spotting a shadowy figure of Vegeta, sound asleep in the hospital bed.
We creeped up to his bedside and stopped a couple of inches from the side. We peered down at the man who had taught us all we knew about fighting, then decided to try and kill us.
"So..." Pheonix rocked back and forth on her heels, "Should we stay?"
"But we shouldn't even be here in the first place, remember?" JT answered and stared out the only tiny window of the lab.
I nodded and looked back to Vegeta's flesh, noticing something very out-of place.
Where was all the wires that were strapped to him earlier? And what about the only IV that kept that maniac from waking up?
I gulped and looked to his other arm for that IV, praying silently that it would be there.
But it wasn't.
I turned my eyes to the smooth tiles below me, wandering through the tangled mess of wires and such scattered about.
Mr. Briefs wouldn't have token all that off of him and just left it lying around like that!
Something was VERY wrong...
"Jenni...Jess..." My voice squeaked, and I pointed a shakey finger to the knotted mess of wires on the ground, "I don't think our sleeping prince is so sleepy anymore."
They followed the direction my hand was pointing towards and an expression of disbelieve and fright crossed each of their faces.
This wasn't good.
Pheonix waved her hand at me, giving me an insecure laugh, "Aww..you're overreacting Jess! The doc probably put him on a morphine pill!!" she continued her tittering.
I shook my head at her grimly, " That can't be right, cause he all ready told me that he thinks putting in an IV for morphine rather than a pill works a lot quicker. Besides, why would the doc just leave all theses wires all over? And why would he have disconnected the heart monitor?" I finished and looked to both my friends, silently praying to myself that by some stroke of luck, me and my observances were wrong.
JT bit her thumb nail, glancing around the lab and backing up a could of steps, unexpectantly yawning, "Maybe we should leave now..."
I glared suspiciously at Vegeta, "Yeah....we should..." I mumbled off and turned around, still keeping a good eye on Vegeta.
We began to walk toward the door at a snail's pace, and the further we got away from him, the more my fears began to heighten. I just had this churning feeling...eating in my heart, like there was something about to happen.
I tried to ignore those feelings, turning my head to face the lab doors in front of me, just wanting ever so badly to hobble quickly back into my room and barricade the door...
Like that would stop him though...
I reached my wobbly hand to the door, my heart quickened it's beat, and I just couldn't shake the feeling that we weren't leaving this lab anytime soon.
I stopped a couple of inches from the door, I looked at my hand and watched it shake uncontrollably, trying to follow it's quick movement.
"...Jess...." Pheonix whispered to me and tapped me on the shoulder. I wanted so bad to just open the damn door and go to bed and not worry about a thing.
But I was too scared.
"Damn..." Pheonix cursed at me.
It all seemed to go in slow motion; Pheonix's hand creeping toward the door handle; my hand still frozen in time, unable to budge a mere inch.
And only a muffled scream could be heard echoing through the sparkling walls of the lab...before the very little light that bearly lit up the room...casting looming shadows into the darkest corners of this confined place...
It all went black.
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MQ:....YAY FOR CLIFF HANGERS!!! WOOT!!! *claps*
This chapter was actually suppose to be even longer, but I figured this is long enough so I cut it off short.
SO...since I haven't updated in like..what, almost a year?!?!! WHA?!?!? *gags* god I'm such a slacker...
But I have like, the next *counts* three chappies written out in my notebook for this story (yes that means I still gotta type them out -___-;) And I may revise the first nine chapters....cause I 've looked back at em and I found loads of stuffs I wanna fix. And I've revised Just Those Rainy Days (turned it into a one shot, haven't got it typed out yet though) and once I get my brother off his lazy ass and get his part written out for The Game (Only located at Mediaminer.org) I should be able to update that also. Zana is probably about ready to stuff my head into a blender...SORRY!!! ME SA UPDATING AND BEING GOOD!!! I've just had a lot on my plate recently with school, and people getting sick, and my mom n rick trying to look for a house, and all that good stuffs =^-^=
SO YAY!!! ME SA BAAACCCCKKKK!!!! GLEEE!!!! OH!!! And go visit my art gallery!!!
YEP YEP YEP!!!
MQ and Blitz
