My sincerist apologies for the delayed posting of this chapter and the updation of Mimesis (like anyone cares…). I know, there I no excuse, but I'm still going to say some: school, gaiaonline.com, laziness, gaiaonline.com, low access to computers, neopets.com, gaiaonline.com… the list pretty much stops there… Well, hope ya like this chappie. I've already got the chapter after this written out, just need to type it now… well, it'll be up in oh, say two months… (Sis, I'll continue with Mimesis before that though) uh… ok, that's enough said.
DISCLAIMER: I hope you weren't waiting for something intelegent, funny, or even witty. This is me we're talking about, you expect too much.
OFFICIAL QUOTE/SAYINGS OF THE CHAPPIE(since I haven't posted for long time I will list a bunch, as some form of payment):Always smile. It makes people wonder what you're up to/
My parents put us to sleep by tossing us in the air. Of course, you have to have low ceilings for this method to work/
"I can't go to work today, the voices said, "Stay home and clean the guns""/
"This calls for a very special blend of psychology and extreme violence."/
"Quiet brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!"/
"Don't make me get my flying monkeys!"/
A good friend will bail you out of jail, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying "Damn that was fun!",
Hooray for most things!,
What they don't tell you is every time a mouse trap snaps an Angel gets set on fire, I swear…they told me it was candy
"I don't understand why anyone would ever beat their children; when damaging them psychology is far more permanent."
"I will not bond. I will not share. I refuse to nurture."-Dennis Leary
"When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why god? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, "There's just something about you that pisses me off."-Stephen King
For every action, there is an equal and opposite government program.
If at first you don't suceed, skydiving is not for you.
All who believe in telekensis raise my hand.
(ok, enough is enough… for now…)
OFFICIAL QUOTE/SAYINGS OF THE CHAPPIE(since I haven't posted for long time I will list a bunch, as some form of payment):Always smile. It makes people wonder what you're up to/
My parents put us to sleep by tossing us in the air. Of course, you have to have low ceilings for this method to work/
"I can't go to work today, the voices said, "Stay home and clean the guns""/
"This calls for a very special blend of psychology and extreme violence."/
"Quiet brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!"/
"Don't make me get my flying monkeys!"/
A good friend will bail you out of jail, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying "Damn that was fun!",
Hooray for most things!,
What they don't tell you is every time a mouse trap snaps an Angel gets set on fire, I swear…they told me it was candy
"I don't understand why anyone would ever beat their children; when damaging them psychology is far more permanent."
"I will not bond. I will not share. I refuse to nurture."-Dennis Leary
"When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why god? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, "There's just something about you that pisses me off."-Stephen King
For every action, there is an equal and opposite government program.
If at first you don't suceed, skydiving is not for you.
All who believe in telekensis raise my hand.
(ok, enough is enough… for now…)
"VAHOOOO! Ve're free! Ve can do anysing ve vant!" Kurt shouted, running into the rec. room and jumping over the top of a couch. He landed with a springy bounce, which almost launched him off.
"'Cept have a party," Rahne pointed out. They all shuddered at the though.
"'Cept a party, but vhat about a cotillion, a shindig, a bash, a barn raising, a fling, an affair, sorry that's relationships."
"Kurt, shut up," Roberto said.
"Fine then, what else is there to do?" Jubilee said, lying upside down over a couch.
"Let's get drunk!" Bobby suggested, nodding his head as he said it as emphasis.
"I have the strange urge to dance around in joy," Ray said, sprawled over a footstool and staring at the wall.
"Please don't," Sam pleaded.
"Hey guys," Amara said, not pausing in her prodding at the reposed Pyro, who seemed completely unaware of anything going on. In fact he looked utterly asleep, except his eyes were open and moving back and forth, as though watching his own personal tennis match localized in the ceiling.
"I like that idea," She continued.
"I was only joking about dancing!"
"I wasn't," she said with a grin, then finished, "I mean the other one, we all know the 'secret' stashes." Pyro blinked, a grin of the maniacal order crept from its lair to spread disease like across his quickly becoming demonic face.
"I like that idea," he said and sat up. Amara continued to pock at him, but now at the back of his neck.
"So whose first?" He asked.
"Not me! After that pool incident… I'm not touching that stuff ever again!" Sam said.
"Not who's, whose?"
"Well, Logan's always stocked," Roberto said.
"Yeah, but even though he said he didn't care, I still think he'd be a bit grumpy upon finding out." Jubilee pointed out. 'Ah, nothing like bombarding your head with blood got to love that feeling,' (did that make sense?)
"Well, there's a-" Ray began, but was cut off by…
"The Professor." Amara cut in.
"What?" Kitty said, walking into the room.
"The Professor." Pyro repeated.
"What about him?" Kitty asked. Pyro swiveled his head around to look at her, since she was standing behind him this was an unsettling sight. Amara stopped her poking and began rocking back and forth.
"We can't," she said, staring off into… whatever it was she saw…
"Amara, are you ok? Why not?" Pyro said, snapping around to look at her with worried eyes.
"Where's Teddy?" She muttered in a child's voice.
"Right!" Pyro said detirmedly. He jumped up, grabbing her wrist and pulling her up also. They ran out the door yelling "Teddy!"
"I like, so don't want to know. So, what about the Professor?"
"Apparently, but no, they were the ones that wanted to."
"Hey! I'm the one who suggested it!"
"You don't count."
"Like hel-"
"AH! Semi naughty!" Jamie shouted, popping up from behind a couch. This happened to be the couch in which Jubilee was laying, was being the key word since this most eccentric entrance startled her, causing Jubilees to, upside down, fall off. She was now laying in a crumpled mass on the floor. Or, she would have, had someone not been sitting on the landing strip. So she now lay (if slightly crumpled) in Bobby's lap.
"Aw, how like so cute!" Rahne snickered. Kitty glared at her.
"I like so don't sound like that!" She said indignantly.
"Face it Kitty, Valley Girl through and through," said Ray.
"Shove it!" She said, glaring at him, he grinned.
"Hey!" Roberto said, waving to get everyone's attention.
"What?" Sam said.
"What are we going to do?" Roberto said slowly, emphasizing the point.
"Hose fight!" Kurt suggested, grinning toothily, and looking sideways at Kitty.
"No," said she, his face fell, but only slightly.
"Later then," He said slyly.
"TEDDY!" The combined shouts of the two neurotics screamed from some distant location.
"Ughn! Somebody shut them up!" Jubilee said, rubbing her eye, she stood up.
"Where is he?" Sam asked.
"Who knows," Roberto and Ray both said at the same time they looked at each other, everyone else turned to Jamie.
"So where is he squirt?" Bobby asked, standing up and stretching, he fell backwards onto the couch, bouncing a bit.
"How should I know?" Jamie said, shrugging.
"You're the one that's become his shadow." Jamie shrugged again.
"He wandered off a bit back," he said.
"Grr…" Jubilee Grred.
"So, what are we going to do?" Ray said, looking away.
"Girls only slumber par-" Bobby began.
"Don't say the word!" Jubilee shouted and slapped her hand over his mouth, they both fell over from the impact.
"Vhat Vord?" Colossus asked upon entering the room.
"PIOTR!" Jamie exclaimed and ran over to stand in front of him.
"I've been practicing, listen! ""ûêâû ÿ âàøåé ìàòåðè." (This DAMN! computer won't let it be in Russian, so, sorry if you wanted to know what it looked like or... GRRness) Piotr smiled and patted Jamie on the head.
"Good job," He said and stopped, he frowned and was a moment later latched onto by the mansion's domestic crazy people.
"Teddy!" Pyro and Amara whooped, Pyro hugging him around the waist from behind and Amara having jumped onto his back was near strangling him in her fierce greeting.
"Um, hello," Piotr said somewhat hesitatingly and labored, due to the stressed breathing. Pyro hugged tighter.
"Where were you?" Amara said, pulling herself up onto his shoulders. He leaned backwards at the increased pressure to a place that was not quite considered healthy for such an action. She was now straddling his shoulders in a way that is sometimes referred to as 'extreme piggybacking' (for complete details please consult imagination).
"Hey, now we can get drunk! And not feel guilty! Hup hup! Onwards!" She said, kicking his chest and pointing behind them.
Piotr shook his head, sighed, attempted to unlatch pyro, failed, looked to Jamie pleadingly and finally trudged off in the indicated direction.
"Screw it," Roberto muttered, standing up and followed them. Ray shrugged and did likewise. Kurt stood up and offered his hand to Kitty,
"Shall ve?"
"Like, what the hell, why not!" She took it (ha HA it's mine now runs off to secluded corner) and they fell into procession. Rahne, Sam, Bobby and Jubilee all looked at each other, and at the same time stood up and trailed after the others. Jamie stood alone in the room, hung his head, for he knew that they would not allow him to touch the liquid. He looked up suddenly, smiling at a thought. He searched the room for the remote, finding it under a footstool, in a puddle of… 'Eww! It's called hygiene people!' He plopped down onto a couch and pushed power button, the effect of such an action of course being the TV. to turn on. He flipped through the stations, until he got to the special channels. Which, sadly, denied his access.
"Damn, oh well," He said sighing. He switched the TV. off and stood up. 'Well, what is there for ME to do? Pool. No. Why? Don't feel like it now. Oh, well, hey! What? Where are the other people? Who? The OTHER people? Oh, them, I really don't know. So…' He smiled determidly to himself and walked out of the room. He got to the front door before he remembered something. He ran back into the room, turned the TV. back on, punched in a code onto the screen, and sagged disappointedly. 'Drat, they changed it again, ok, fine!' He turned the TV. back off, and headed outside.
"'Cept have a party," Rahne pointed out. They all shuddered at the though.
"'Cept a party, but vhat about a cotillion, a shindig, a bash, a barn raising, a fling, an affair, sorry that's relationships."
"Kurt, shut up," Roberto said.
"Fine then, what else is there to do?" Jubilee said, lying upside down over a couch.
"Let's get drunk!" Bobby suggested, nodding his head as he said it as emphasis.
"I have the strange urge to dance around in joy," Ray said, sprawled over a footstool and staring at the wall.
"Please don't," Sam pleaded.
"Hey guys," Amara said, not pausing in her prodding at the reposed Pyro, who seemed completely unaware of anything going on. In fact he looked utterly asleep, except his eyes were open and moving back and forth, as though watching his own personal tennis match localized in the ceiling.
"I like that idea," She continued.
"I was only joking about dancing!"
"I wasn't," she said with a grin, then finished, "I mean the other one, we all know the 'secret' stashes." Pyro blinked, a grin of the maniacal order crept from its lair to spread disease like across his quickly becoming demonic face.
"I like that idea," he said and sat up. Amara continued to pock at him, but now at the back of his neck.
"So whose first?" He asked.
"Not me! After that pool incident… I'm not touching that stuff ever again!" Sam said.
"Not who's, whose?"
"Well, Logan's always stocked," Roberto said.
"Yeah, but even though he said he didn't care, I still think he'd be a bit grumpy upon finding out." Jubilee pointed out. 'Ah, nothing like bombarding your head with blood got to love that feeling,' (did that make sense?)
"Well, there's a-" Ray began, but was cut off by…
"The Professor." Amara cut in.
"What?" Kitty said, walking into the room.
"The Professor." Pyro repeated.
"What about him?" Kitty asked. Pyro swiveled his head around to look at her, since she was standing behind him this was an unsettling sight. Amara stopped her poking and began rocking back and forth.
"We can't," she said, staring off into… whatever it was she saw…
"Amara, are you ok? Why not?" Pyro said, snapping around to look at her with worried eyes.
"Where's Teddy?" She muttered in a child's voice.
"Right!" Pyro said detirmedly. He jumped up, grabbing her wrist and pulling her up also. They ran out the door yelling "Teddy!"
"I like, so don't want to know. So, what about the Professor?"
"Apparently, but no, they were the ones that wanted to."
"Hey! I'm the one who suggested it!"
"You don't count."
"Like hel-"
"AH! Semi naughty!" Jamie shouted, popping up from behind a couch. This happened to be the couch in which Jubilee was laying, was being the key word since this most eccentric entrance startled her, causing Jubilees to, upside down, fall off. She was now laying in a crumpled mass on the floor. Or, she would have, had someone not been sitting on the landing strip. So she now lay (if slightly crumpled) in Bobby's lap.
"Aw, how like so cute!" Rahne snickered. Kitty glared at her.
"I like so don't sound like that!" She said indignantly.
"Face it Kitty, Valley Girl through and through," said Ray.
"Shove it!" She said, glaring at him, he grinned.
"Hey!" Roberto said, waving to get everyone's attention.
"What?" Sam said.
"What are we going to do?" Roberto said slowly, emphasizing the point.
"Hose fight!" Kurt suggested, grinning toothily, and looking sideways at Kitty.
"No," said she, his face fell, but only slightly.
"Later then," He said slyly.
"TEDDY!" The combined shouts of the two neurotics screamed from some distant location.
"Ughn! Somebody shut them up!" Jubilee said, rubbing her eye, she stood up.
"Where is he?" Sam asked.
"Who knows," Roberto and Ray both said at the same time they looked at each other, everyone else turned to Jamie.
"So where is he squirt?" Bobby asked, standing up and stretching, he fell backwards onto the couch, bouncing a bit.
"How should I know?" Jamie said, shrugging.
"You're the one that's become his shadow." Jamie shrugged again.
"He wandered off a bit back," he said.
"Grr…" Jubilee Grred.
"So, what are we going to do?" Ray said, looking away.
"Girls only slumber par-" Bobby began.
"Don't say the word!" Jubilee shouted and slapped her hand over his mouth, they both fell over from the impact.
"Vhat Vord?" Colossus asked upon entering the room.
"PIOTR!" Jamie exclaimed and ran over to stand in front of him.
"I've been practicing, listen! ""ûêâû ÿ âàøåé ìàòåðè." (This DAMN! computer won't let it be in Russian, so, sorry if you wanted to know what it looked like or... GRRness) Piotr smiled and patted Jamie on the head.
"Good job," He said and stopped, he frowned and was a moment later latched onto by the mansion's domestic crazy people.
"Teddy!" Pyro and Amara whooped, Pyro hugging him around the waist from behind and Amara having jumped onto his back was near strangling him in her fierce greeting.
"Um, hello," Piotr said somewhat hesitatingly and labored, due to the stressed breathing. Pyro hugged tighter.
"Where were you?" Amara said, pulling herself up onto his shoulders. He leaned backwards at the increased pressure to a place that was not quite considered healthy for such an action. She was now straddling his shoulders in a way that is sometimes referred to as 'extreme piggybacking' (for complete details please consult imagination).
"Hey, now we can get drunk! And not feel guilty! Hup hup! Onwards!" She said, kicking his chest and pointing behind them.
Piotr shook his head, sighed, attempted to unlatch pyro, failed, looked to Jamie pleadingly and finally trudged off in the indicated direction.
"Screw it," Roberto muttered, standing up and followed them. Ray shrugged and did likewise. Kurt stood up and offered his hand to Kitty,
"Shall ve?"
"Like, what the hell, why not!" She took it (ha HA it's mine now runs off to secluded corner) and they fell into procession. Rahne, Sam, Bobby and Jubilee all looked at each other, and at the same time stood up and trailed after the others. Jamie stood alone in the room, hung his head, for he knew that they would not allow him to touch the liquid. He looked up suddenly, smiling at a thought. He searched the room for the remote, finding it under a footstool, in a puddle of… 'Eww! It's called hygiene people!' He plopped down onto a couch and pushed power button, the effect of such an action of course being the TV. to turn on. He flipped through the stations, until he got to the special channels. Which, sadly, denied his access.
"Damn, oh well," He said sighing. He switched the TV. off and stood up. 'Well, what is there for ME to do? Pool. No. Why? Don't feel like it now. Oh, well, hey! What? Where are the other people? Who? The OTHER people? Oh, them, I really don't know. So…' He smiled determidly to himself and walked out of the room. He got to the front door before he remembered something. He ran back into the room, turned the TV. back on, punched in a code onto the screen, and sagged disappointedly. 'Drat, they changed it again, ok, fine!' He turned the TV. back off, and headed outside.
WAHOOO!!! dancing around in circles I'm do-one finally! sigh I feel good now… ok, what? Scale 1-10… please, I'm insecure and need some form of reasurance at least in knowing I suck, so then I'll be able to say screw you and actually have a reason!
TRANSLATION: (ok, this one was easy, I wasn't trying to get anything specific) ""ûêâû ÿ âàøåé ìàòåðè.=Pumpkins for your mother. (nothing special, first thing to pop into my head)
(as I said before the stupid farding computer ... or is it fan fiction... dammit.)
TRANSLATION: (ok, this one was easy, I wasn't trying to get anything specific) ""ûêâû ÿ âàøåé ìàòåðè.=Pumpkins for your mother. (nothing special, first thing to pop into my head)