Doom Witch
Author's Note: Okay. To Emily Strange (not the actual merchandise thingy . . . the user . . . shut up!) never swear on the love of tacos for they are holy and magical. And no, I was not typing with one finger, I was typing with my single toe, very fast, but it just took an awful long time. Plus I've been working on fictionpress.com stories, but that's no excuse. I'm sorry Emily, I'm sorry people, thanks to all reviewers, and I will try and make your lives less miserable, okies? I love you all.
MWAH! But never swear again on the tacos . . . and do you have to be so mean? I'm very fragile, you know! Anyway, the title is taken after the First World War thing, y'know, "The War to End all Wars" that kind of thing. Oh well . . . nice try killing millions of people . . . ho hum! REVIEW!
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- Chapter Twenty-Six -The Party to End All Parties-
Jed didn't say anything to Zim on the way home, and wasn't very willing to say anything when they got back to the base, and when Zim opened the door and the robotic parents said so emptily "Welcome home, cherub-pies. I like pies,", Jed went straight for the toilet to go down into the repair bay where she had been making some adjustments to her Pak. Zim, however, stopped her before she could do so.
"Jed," he said, unusually softly for an Irken of his intensity, "Jed, what's wrong?"
She whipped her head down to meet him, her hair dissolving as she willed herself out of her disguise and turned back into an Irken. "Isn't that a little bit obvious, Zim?" she snapped, her emphasis on his name, saying it with a little bit too much contempt than Zim would prefer. They looked at each other, but were interrupted by GIR, who strolled across the kitchen (where they now were) and stood still to look at them. He looked at Zim and held his arms out as if in a hug.
"I LIKE YOU!" he cried emotionally, then dropped his arms and walked off in another direction. Zim looked at Jed.
"Let's go to the sleeping quarters, okay?" he said, "I know you don't like to sleep, but I think we should talk in some peace and quiet." Jed narrowed her eyes but nodded, following Zim down the toilet to one of the lower quarters of the base. They reached it in a manner of seconds. It was quite a small room with only a double bed against the wall, with a duvet cover containing the Irken symbol.
Jed walked out of the lift and stood in the centre of the room, her arms crossed and one eye raised, the other half closed in annoyance and slight frustration. Zim walked right over to her, grabbed both her wrists in his hands and pushed her onto the bed. She struggled against him, calling out for MAX but he silenced her with his mouth on top of hers, crushing his lips into hers so she was helpless. She refused to kiss him back and head butted him. He staggered back, stunned, but still held onto her wrists. They were standing now, the back of Jed's legs against the soft bed.
"What the Hell do you think you're doing?" she spat, "After earlier, you DARE try to . . . "
"What was wrong with what happened earlier?" Zim retaliated, "I think I handled it pretty well, don't you think? Don't you? I could have handled it a lot worse, but as I am Zim, of course, that would never happen."
"You never change, do you?" Jed gasped, exasperated, her mouth open in slight disbelief, but then she never could really put much past Invader Zim. What his problem was that he didn't care as much as she did, and she loved him more than he loved her, which made her the one that would always chase after him forever, begging for love and attention. Zim shook his head.
"You made me change," he said softly, pushing his body up to hers and she tolerated him, only because she had completely and totally fallen for him, and wished with every fiber of her being that he was telling the truth, that he was the only one he cared about, and they could dominate the world together.
"Then why did you stop me from shooting Gaz and her brother?" she demanded, her common sense overtaking her passion for a second, and though she didn't know why she almost regretted saying it, and Zim looked at her for a moment, studying her, then nodded slowly, taking a step back, dropping her wrists reluctantly. Jed let her arms swing by her sides; she had no use for them just now.
"I don't know," he said truthfully, "I thought . . . I don't know what I thought, I didn't think you should. That's all."
Jed lowered her head, and saw Zim's shadow move forward towards her again, tilting her chin up to face him with a crooked gloved finger. He didn't have his disguise on anymore and they were both Irken again. "Oh Zim," she sighed, speaking softer than she had ever done before so only he could hear her, her mouth right where Zim's ears should be and knew he could hear, "what will we do when Tak comes?"
"That is a decision I, Zim, do not have to make, Jed!" Zim said, trying to control his voice volume but was getting all mighty and powerful again, "But it is a decision that you must make. On whose side will you fight, Jed? Mine or your sister's?"
"Don't ask me that," Jed made him promise, and Zim nodded, and now she let him lift her up and onto the bed and kiss her and hold her, and she wrapped herself around him and prayed it would last forever, even if it was the very last night they would spend in each other's arms.
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At the party the next evening, Jed and Zim entered hand in hand with big grins on their faces, the two robots in their disguises at their feet. What they had done for the whole day had made this stupid human party almost worth it. At the door stood Ms Bitters, who hissed on their arrival.
"And where were you two on this HORRIBLE skool day and decided to show up for this gathering of miscreants and joyful children?" she snarled, and Jed gave her a big smile.
"Why," Zim announced, "We were busy doing extra magnificent studies for your skooly examinations, Ms Bitters! What else would we be doing? HA! HA!"
Ms Bitters narrowed her eyes and hissed some more before barking, "Fine! Keep your pets under control! Any soiling skool property and your parents will be sued unfair amounts of money! Now go and don't even think about having fun!"
Zim saluted her, as he always did, and Jed dragged him on inside. MAX and GIR immediately fit in and started boogying, GIR had been perfecting his Monkey Dance just for the occasion. Zim and Jed moved onto the dance floor just as a slow song came on, the Foo Fighters' "Walking After You" (wow a Foo's song at a Trendy party? WOW! ^_^)
Jed wrapped her arms around Zim's neck and he held her waist, staring over at her shoulder at something he knew Jed wouldn't like him to be looking at. What it was that he was looking at was what he was looking at, which was Gaz dancing with Torque Smacky, which he was so surprised to see that he jerked. Jed pulled apart and looked into his eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, and he nodded. She smiled at him and planted a kiss on his lips that lingered for a while.
"I'm going to get a breath of fresh air," Jed whispered in Zim's ear softly, and he nodded at her, he thought he might go and have a casual word with Smacky.
"Okay," he said, nodding, then said something he had never said, "I love you, Jed."
She blinked at him and laughed pleasantly. "Do you, now?" she said lightly, tipped her head and almost ran to the door leading to the walled off part of the back of the skool which also gave access to the boiler room. Zim watched her go, then heard an annoyed noise from Gaz's direction, and right enough it was she, pushing Torque Smacky away from her.
Before he thought about what he was doing, Zim had run up to them and was jumping on Smacky's back, trying to get him off of Gaz. After a little bit of team effort, Gaz was able to jump back and throw a kick at Smacky's nether regions. With a small grunt of pain, Torque doubled over. Zim laughed at him and aimed a kick at his side.
"Pitiful human!" he bellowed, "Glad I never was one!"
After a couple of minutes of groaning and moaning from Torque, Zim, who had returned to his spot waiting for Jed to return, became the class big-boy's next victim, and the rather large boy thundered over to the Irken Invader and loomed over him. "Hello, Smacky!" Zim acknowledged his presence, "Did you have a nice trip of devastating and uncontrollable PAIN?!"
"I like his head," GIR cooed at Smacky, who had now joined Zim after MAX had toddled off after Jed as the loyal robot should.
"Dude, did your dog just TALK?" Torque Smacky exclaimed, one of the rare occasions he showed enthusiasm. Zim saw Dib drag Zita over to where they were standing with a look of complete joy on his face. Zim had to avert disaster.
"Silly boy, that's not a dog . . . I mean of course it's a dog! It's just a . . . MAGICAL DOG! Yes, the filthy human magician put a spell on him which makes him talk, just like you and I! Look upon him . . . AND MARVEL!" Zim averted disaster very nicely until Dib jumped into the debate.
"Don't be fooled!" he yelled, "It's all a trick! Zim and his "dog" are both aliens! Y'know, from another planet! Another galaxy, one we've never even heard of! . . . That's very far away, by the way!"
"But what about the magician?" someone called out.
"There is no magician!" Dib cried helplessly, with that annoyed little squeak in his voice he had just like that time with Pistulio when he had to convince everyone it was just an evil hypnotic pimple. "There never was a magician! Don't you see, Zim's just making it all up to deceive you!"
"Dib, step away from the normal people. You're scaring them . . . " a gentle voice said, and Zim recognized it as Zita's. Zim took a mental note that this was Dib's new weakness, as he reluctantly submitted to Zita's will and followed after her, casting a final dirty look at Zim before being taken from view by the overcrowded skoolmates.
Smacky pounded his fist into his other hand. "It's time we settled this . . . uh . . . green kid . . . "
Zim lowered an eye. "That's very, very lame, Smacky."
"I know."
Zim ducked the punch only just in time.
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"It's been a while since we talked properly, MAX," Jed said mournfully, as they reached the doorway to the outside of the skool, "I hope we have plenty of time to make up for lost . . . Oh my Tallest . . ."
Jed trailed off, her reasons easily analyzed for doing so. They had reached the back, which in the dark looked very much like a narrow alleyway, a dead end on both ends with the boiler room a large heavy door imbedded into the wall further along. It was an enclosed area with high brick walls with broken glass stuck into the top layer of cement to stop children entering, or escaping, because it was after all a skool.
"Hello Jed," said the character in the shadows. MAX waited for Jed's signal to bring about the defenses but she gave no such order. The robot didn't understand but couldn't disobey his mistress, "miss me?"
Jed's mouth gaped like a drowning fish (which you don't get obviously) as she picked out the features of the figure as it moved closer. Yes, slightly taller, slightly angrier looking but the same facial features and the same shape of eyes, except that Jed's were red and the other's eyes were a very distinct shade of purple.
" . . . Tak . . . " Jed whispered so quietly she doubted her sister could hear her. But she had and Tak pulled her closer, in a not-nice and unfriendly fashion that almost scared and shocked Jed.
"Bingo," Tak snarled, and Jed screamed.
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Torque Smacky and Invader Zim were having a bit of a cafuffle (sorry, Scottish word, I think it speaks for itself but it basically means a fight) and neither Gaz nor Ms Bitters could stop it as they were obviously fighting over Dib's scary sister. Zim flew straight for Smacky's head and as if in slow motion he knocked Zim down by whacking him in the stomach while in mid-air.
The Irken came crashing down to the ground and whacked into the shiny wooden floor of the games hall. He cried out angrily and tried to get up to attack Smacky again, but the bully was on top of him before Zim could do anything, but Gaz could do something and do something she did.
She flew at Smacky and landed on his back, her arms wrapped around his huge neck. She pulled back with all her strength and she eventually managed to pull him off Zim. She then grabbed the punch bowl (non alcoholic, naturally) and mashed it onto Torque's head, and the mighty brute fell.
On top of Zim.
Who cried out.
Loudly.
Gaz hauled the unconscious Smacky off of Zim and knelt beside the Irken, his wig slightly askew so she straightened it for him. She lightly (for Gaz, anyway) hit the sides of Zim's face so he would wake up after being totally winded by such an immense load on top of him.
"Oh when, when will we be rid of the chocolaty button scourge?" Zim moaned in a daze. Gaz shook him by the shoulders and he slowly returned to reality, "G-Gaz . . ." he mumbled.
"Yeah. Yeah, it's me, Zim. I'm here," Gaz said, uncannily softly that he almost didn't recognize her voice as Gaz's. They looked each other in the eyes, Gaz kneeling on top of Zim and he looked up, his vision still fuzzy from the blow.
"Gaz . . . " he whispered silently, closing his eyes, but they shot open again, and the red eyes beneath the fake lilac/grey contacts felt a pang from the depths of their attentiveness as his ears recognized the muffled yet distinct scream that was cut short very abruptly.
In a panic, Zim pushed Gaz off of him and jumped to his feet, the world swirling around him. He found his balance and his robot, which was dancing to some admiring preps. He looked back at Gaz, then looked to the door that his girlfriend had gone out. He ran forward towards the door, all the time calling out Jed's name.
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A/N: Hey! This is the first chapter my beta tester is . . . uh . . . testing so all my errors has been eradicated! WOOOOOOO! Everyone cheer for my beta tester, who will anonymous cos she's MINE and none of you can have my beta tester. Mmyep. WOO!
Okay. Well. The next chapter's going to be a big dirty rollercoaster ride of doom and stuff so just . . . um . . . wait for it. I think this was up pretty quickly. Okay. Be nice and review please!
Peace, Love, Empathy.
"You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry, you float like a feather in a beautiful world, I wish I was special, you're so very special, but I'm a creep." - Creep, Radiohead.
Author's Note: Okay. To Emily Strange (not the actual merchandise thingy . . . the user . . . shut up!) never swear on the love of tacos for they are holy and magical. And no, I was not typing with one finger, I was typing with my single toe, very fast, but it just took an awful long time. Plus I've been working on fictionpress.com stories, but that's no excuse. I'm sorry Emily, I'm sorry people, thanks to all reviewers, and I will try and make your lives less miserable, okies? I love you all.
MWAH! But never swear again on the tacos . . . and do you have to be so mean? I'm very fragile, you know! Anyway, the title is taken after the First World War thing, y'know, "The War to End all Wars" that kind of thing. Oh well . . . nice try killing millions of people . . . ho hum! REVIEW!
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- Chapter Twenty-Six -The Party to End All Parties-
Jed didn't say anything to Zim on the way home, and wasn't very willing to say anything when they got back to the base, and when Zim opened the door and the robotic parents said so emptily "Welcome home, cherub-pies. I like pies,", Jed went straight for the toilet to go down into the repair bay where she had been making some adjustments to her Pak. Zim, however, stopped her before she could do so.
"Jed," he said, unusually softly for an Irken of his intensity, "Jed, what's wrong?"
She whipped her head down to meet him, her hair dissolving as she willed herself out of her disguise and turned back into an Irken. "Isn't that a little bit obvious, Zim?" she snapped, her emphasis on his name, saying it with a little bit too much contempt than Zim would prefer. They looked at each other, but were interrupted by GIR, who strolled across the kitchen (where they now were) and stood still to look at them. He looked at Zim and held his arms out as if in a hug.
"I LIKE YOU!" he cried emotionally, then dropped his arms and walked off in another direction. Zim looked at Jed.
"Let's go to the sleeping quarters, okay?" he said, "I know you don't like to sleep, but I think we should talk in some peace and quiet." Jed narrowed her eyes but nodded, following Zim down the toilet to one of the lower quarters of the base. They reached it in a manner of seconds. It was quite a small room with only a double bed against the wall, with a duvet cover containing the Irken symbol.
Jed walked out of the lift and stood in the centre of the room, her arms crossed and one eye raised, the other half closed in annoyance and slight frustration. Zim walked right over to her, grabbed both her wrists in his hands and pushed her onto the bed. She struggled against him, calling out for MAX but he silenced her with his mouth on top of hers, crushing his lips into hers so she was helpless. She refused to kiss him back and head butted him. He staggered back, stunned, but still held onto her wrists. They were standing now, the back of Jed's legs against the soft bed.
"What the Hell do you think you're doing?" she spat, "After earlier, you DARE try to . . . "
"What was wrong with what happened earlier?" Zim retaliated, "I think I handled it pretty well, don't you think? Don't you? I could have handled it a lot worse, but as I am Zim, of course, that would never happen."
"You never change, do you?" Jed gasped, exasperated, her mouth open in slight disbelief, but then she never could really put much past Invader Zim. What his problem was that he didn't care as much as she did, and she loved him more than he loved her, which made her the one that would always chase after him forever, begging for love and attention. Zim shook his head.
"You made me change," he said softly, pushing his body up to hers and she tolerated him, only because she had completely and totally fallen for him, and wished with every fiber of her being that he was telling the truth, that he was the only one he cared about, and they could dominate the world together.
"Then why did you stop me from shooting Gaz and her brother?" she demanded, her common sense overtaking her passion for a second, and though she didn't know why she almost regretted saying it, and Zim looked at her for a moment, studying her, then nodded slowly, taking a step back, dropping her wrists reluctantly. Jed let her arms swing by her sides; she had no use for them just now.
"I don't know," he said truthfully, "I thought . . . I don't know what I thought, I didn't think you should. That's all."
Jed lowered her head, and saw Zim's shadow move forward towards her again, tilting her chin up to face him with a crooked gloved finger. He didn't have his disguise on anymore and they were both Irken again. "Oh Zim," she sighed, speaking softer than she had ever done before so only he could hear her, her mouth right where Zim's ears should be and knew he could hear, "what will we do when Tak comes?"
"That is a decision I, Zim, do not have to make, Jed!" Zim said, trying to control his voice volume but was getting all mighty and powerful again, "But it is a decision that you must make. On whose side will you fight, Jed? Mine or your sister's?"
"Don't ask me that," Jed made him promise, and Zim nodded, and now she let him lift her up and onto the bed and kiss her and hold her, and she wrapped herself around him and prayed it would last forever, even if it was the very last night they would spend in each other's arms.
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At the party the next evening, Jed and Zim entered hand in hand with big grins on their faces, the two robots in their disguises at their feet. What they had done for the whole day had made this stupid human party almost worth it. At the door stood Ms Bitters, who hissed on their arrival.
"And where were you two on this HORRIBLE skool day and decided to show up for this gathering of miscreants and joyful children?" she snarled, and Jed gave her a big smile.
"Why," Zim announced, "We were busy doing extra magnificent studies for your skooly examinations, Ms Bitters! What else would we be doing? HA! HA!"
Ms Bitters narrowed her eyes and hissed some more before barking, "Fine! Keep your pets under control! Any soiling skool property and your parents will be sued unfair amounts of money! Now go and don't even think about having fun!"
Zim saluted her, as he always did, and Jed dragged him on inside. MAX and GIR immediately fit in and started boogying, GIR had been perfecting his Monkey Dance just for the occasion. Zim and Jed moved onto the dance floor just as a slow song came on, the Foo Fighters' "Walking After You" (wow a Foo's song at a Trendy party? WOW! ^_^)
Jed wrapped her arms around Zim's neck and he held her waist, staring over at her shoulder at something he knew Jed wouldn't like him to be looking at. What it was that he was looking at was what he was looking at, which was Gaz dancing with Torque Smacky, which he was so surprised to see that he jerked. Jed pulled apart and looked into his eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, and he nodded. She smiled at him and planted a kiss on his lips that lingered for a while.
"I'm going to get a breath of fresh air," Jed whispered in Zim's ear softly, and he nodded at her, he thought he might go and have a casual word with Smacky.
"Okay," he said, nodding, then said something he had never said, "I love you, Jed."
She blinked at him and laughed pleasantly. "Do you, now?" she said lightly, tipped her head and almost ran to the door leading to the walled off part of the back of the skool which also gave access to the boiler room. Zim watched her go, then heard an annoyed noise from Gaz's direction, and right enough it was she, pushing Torque Smacky away from her.
Before he thought about what he was doing, Zim had run up to them and was jumping on Smacky's back, trying to get him off of Gaz. After a little bit of team effort, Gaz was able to jump back and throw a kick at Smacky's nether regions. With a small grunt of pain, Torque doubled over. Zim laughed at him and aimed a kick at his side.
"Pitiful human!" he bellowed, "Glad I never was one!"
After a couple of minutes of groaning and moaning from Torque, Zim, who had returned to his spot waiting for Jed to return, became the class big-boy's next victim, and the rather large boy thundered over to the Irken Invader and loomed over him. "Hello, Smacky!" Zim acknowledged his presence, "Did you have a nice trip of devastating and uncontrollable PAIN?!"
"I like his head," GIR cooed at Smacky, who had now joined Zim after MAX had toddled off after Jed as the loyal robot should.
"Dude, did your dog just TALK?" Torque Smacky exclaimed, one of the rare occasions he showed enthusiasm. Zim saw Dib drag Zita over to where they were standing with a look of complete joy on his face. Zim had to avert disaster.
"Silly boy, that's not a dog . . . I mean of course it's a dog! It's just a . . . MAGICAL DOG! Yes, the filthy human magician put a spell on him which makes him talk, just like you and I! Look upon him . . . AND MARVEL!" Zim averted disaster very nicely until Dib jumped into the debate.
"Don't be fooled!" he yelled, "It's all a trick! Zim and his "dog" are both aliens! Y'know, from another planet! Another galaxy, one we've never even heard of! . . . That's very far away, by the way!"
"But what about the magician?" someone called out.
"There is no magician!" Dib cried helplessly, with that annoyed little squeak in his voice he had just like that time with Pistulio when he had to convince everyone it was just an evil hypnotic pimple. "There never was a magician! Don't you see, Zim's just making it all up to deceive you!"
"Dib, step away from the normal people. You're scaring them . . . " a gentle voice said, and Zim recognized it as Zita's. Zim took a mental note that this was Dib's new weakness, as he reluctantly submitted to Zita's will and followed after her, casting a final dirty look at Zim before being taken from view by the overcrowded skoolmates.
Smacky pounded his fist into his other hand. "It's time we settled this . . . uh . . . green kid . . . "
Zim lowered an eye. "That's very, very lame, Smacky."
"I know."
Zim ducked the punch only just in time.
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"It's been a while since we talked properly, MAX," Jed said mournfully, as they reached the doorway to the outside of the skool, "I hope we have plenty of time to make up for lost . . . Oh my Tallest . . ."
Jed trailed off, her reasons easily analyzed for doing so. They had reached the back, which in the dark looked very much like a narrow alleyway, a dead end on both ends with the boiler room a large heavy door imbedded into the wall further along. It was an enclosed area with high brick walls with broken glass stuck into the top layer of cement to stop children entering, or escaping, because it was after all a skool.
"Hello Jed," said the character in the shadows. MAX waited for Jed's signal to bring about the defenses but she gave no such order. The robot didn't understand but couldn't disobey his mistress, "miss me?"
Jed's mouth gaped like a drowning fish (which you don't get obviously) as she picked out the features of the figure as it moved closer. Yes, slightly taller, slightly angrier looking but the same facial features and the same shape of eyes, except that Jed's were red and the other's eyes were a very distinct shade of purple.
" . . . Tak . . . " Jed whispered so quietly she doubted her sister could hear her. But she had and Tak pulled her closer, in a not-nice and unfriendly fashion that almost scared and shocked Jed.
"Bingo," Tak snarled, and Jed screamed.
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Torque Smacky and Invader Zim were having a bit of a cafuffle (sorry, Scottish word, I think it speaks for itself but it basically means a fight) and neither Gaz nor Ms Bitters could stop it as they were obviously fighting over Dib's scary sister. Zim flew straight for Smacky's head and as if in slow motion he knocked Zim down by whacking him in the stomach while in mid-air.
The Irken came crashing down to the ground and whacked into the shiny wooden floor of the games hall. He cried out angrily and tried to get up to attack Smacky again, but the bully was on top of him before Zim could do anything, but Gaz could do something and do something she did.
She flew at Smacky and landed on his back, her arms wrapped around his huge neck. She pulled back with all her strength and she eventually managed to pull him off Zim. She then grabbed the punch bowl (non alcoholic, naturally) and mashed it onto Torque's head, and the mighty brute fell.
On top of Zim.
Who cried out.
Loudly.
Gaz hauled the unconscious Smacky off of Zim and knelt beside the Irken, his wig slightly askew so she straightened it for him. She lightly (for Gaz, anyway) hit the sides of Zim's face so he would wake up after being totally winded by such an immense load on top of him.
"Oh when, when will we be rid of the chocolaty button scourge?" Zim moaned in a daze. Gaz shook him by the shoulders and he slowly returned to reality, "G-Gaz . . ." he mumbled.
"Yeah. Yeah, it's me, Zim. I'm here," Gaz said, uncannily softly that he almost didn't recognize her voice as Gaz's. They looked each other in the eyes, Gaz kneeling on top of Zim and he looked up, his vision still fuzzy from the blow.
"Gaz . . . " he whispered silently, closing his eyes, but they shot open again, and the red eyes beneath the fake lilac/grey contacts felt a pang from the depths of their attentiveness as his ears recognized the muffled yet distinct scream that was cut short very abruptly.
In a panic, Zim pushed Gaz off of him and jumped to his feet, the world swirling around him. He found his balance and his robot, which was dancing to some admiring preps. He looked back at Gaz, then looked to the door that his girlfriend had gone out. He ran forward towards the door, all the time calling out Jed's name.
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A/N: Hey! This is the first chapter my beta tester is . . . uh . . . testing so all my errors has been eradicated! WOOOOOOO! Everyone cheer for my beta tester, who will anonymous cos she's MINE and none of you can have my beta tester. Mmyep. WOO!
Okay. Well. The next chapter's going to be a big dirty rollercoaster ride of doom and stuff so just . . . um . . . wait for it. I think this was up pretty quickly. Okay. Be nice and review please!
Peace, Love, Empathy.
"You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry, you float like a feather in a beautiful world, I wish I was special, you're so very special, but I'm a creep." - Creep, Radiohead.
