A/N: In honor of today's holiday (despite the fact that it was written
several weeks ago), here comes... VALENTINE'S LAND!!!)
"Uh...Bekki?" Meara pointed out.
"Yes?"
"Don't you mean Valentine's DAY? You know, the 14th of Febuary..."
"No, Valentine's Land. You have to go in couples, and oh, you'll see. Take us to Valentine's Land!" she announced. And they were instantly transported to Valentine's Land.
The first thing they noticed upon arriving Valentine's Land was that it was pink. And I mean PINK.
"Damn," Cisca muttered under her breath. "I HATE pink."
"Well, you need something else to occupy your time," Kevin murmured suggestively.
"Really?" Cisca inquired, hugging him tightly. Kevin slipped his hand under her chin and leaning forward and...kissed her again. (N/N: in the meantime, Bekki and Jack were occupied....and Meara and Trist were immersed in a similar...um...activity.) And again. And again.....
Bad things happen when the narrator's sappy and need love. Must go call. Be back later. Use your imagination. I'm sure it can fill in any gaps.
HA, ignore all that just happened, cause it didn't really! IM THE REAL NARRATOR! I was tied up by an anonymous Portuguese person, so that the replacement narrator could make bad and irrelevant events happen, SO JUST IGNORE ALL OF ANYTHING TO DO WITH VALENTINE'S LAND! So that we can actually get on with this story and make it go somewhere, since we really haven't accomplished anything now have we? And if you wonder what happened to that fake narrator, u obviously cant hear the brutal beating in the background.
OK, so they got bored with the Fountain of Interest, so they decided to wreak havoc on Wilmette!
"Uh...Bekki?" Meara pointed out.
"Yes?"
"Don't you mean Valentine's DAY? You know, the 14th of Febuary..."
"No, Valentine's Land. You have to go in couples, and oh, you'll see. Take us to Valentine's Land!" she announced. And they were instantly transported to Valentine's Land.
The first thing they noticed upon arriving Valentine's Land was that it was pink. And I mean PINK.
"Damn," Cisca muttered under her breath. "I HATE pink."
"Well, you need something else to occupy your time," Kevin murmured suggestively.
"Really?" Cisca inquired, hugging him tightly. Kevin slipped his hand under her chin and leaning forward and...kissed her again. (N/N: in the meantime, Bekki and Jack were occupied....and Meara and Trist were immersed in a similar...um...activity.) And again. And again.....
Bad things happen when the narrator's sappy and need love. Must go call. Be back later. Use your imagination. I'm sure it can fill in any gaps.
HA, ignore all that just happened, cause it didn't really! IM THE REAL NARRATOR! I was tied up by an anonymous Portuguese person, so that the replacement narrator could make bad and irrelevant events happen, SO JUST IGNORE ALL OF ANYTHING TO DO WITH VALENTINE'S LAND! So that we can actually get on with this story and make it go somewhere, since we really haven't accomplished anything now have we? And if you wonder what happened to that fake narrator, u obviously cant hear the brutal beating in the background.
OK, so they got bored with the Fountain of Interest, so they decided to wreak havoc on Wilmette!