Disclaimer: Not me, nope. Joss W. and the owners of Foamy!
Authors Notes: Okay, thank you to everyone who reviewed! And also to those who spotted my mistake... where the hell did I get Melee from?? Anyways, tank ouu! And also, I know these characters aren't acting them true selves but that's because only the owner of them can do that perfectly (since they created them). I'm only doing this for fun! Hehe. And it is fun, trust me.
Back in the dorm, Buffy woke with a stinking hangover. Her head felt as if it was about to explode in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... One eye opened as did the other one slowly as she saw her surroundings, in double vision.
Placing her hands either side of herself as she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position on the bed whilst trying to adjust herself into the spinning-ness of her room. And it didn't work, instead she just flopped back down on the bed with her hands over her eyes and a slight moan.
A few seconds later, she attempted to try and get up and... well, get out of her sticky clothes which were going to be covered in vomit if she couldn't get to the bathroom in time.
Stumbling as she tried to get herself up quickly as she could and ran straight to the bathroom. A few throw ups later and more moans and groans, she slowly walked out of the bathroom and looked at the front door, wondering if she could make it to Willows dorm or anyone else's for some help.
Hanging onto things (and trying not to bump into things) as she went towards the door but stopped as she heard a something like feet shuffling on the floor from the other side of the door.
Just as she was about to take one step closer to the door, a white coloured envelope was pushed through the small crack under the door. She stumbled over to the door and picked it up nervously.
A quick glance at the front of the envelope as she saw who it was written to, "To the stupid-girl-who-can't-listen-to-peoples-advice-for-their-own- good." 'Could it be?' She thought.
A quick swing open on the door as she glanced quickly up and down the corridor but couldn't see anyone. She slowly closed the door again with a small puzzled frown in her forehead as she glanced down to the envelope.
Moving over to the bed, she slowly sat herself down as she started tugging at the flaps of the envelope to open it up. "Now, lets see..." She said with a big smile on her face.
Germaine was sitting on a couch, in a meditation style with her legs crossed and her thumb and forefinger touching. A 'hum' was coming from her mouth and everything was quiet until...
"What you doing?" Foamy said as he appeared on her right shoulder. Germaine opened one open and looked out the corner of it to him, then simply closed it again and continued her humming.
Foamy slowly started to disappear down from her shoulder, behind her back and quickly re-appeared on her left shoulder saying "What you doing?"
"Just go away!" Shouted Germaine to him then went quickly and frustrated looking into her meditation style again and hummed a little more faster. Whilst Foamy just started cursing and shouting at her.
"...And the squirrelly wraith won't be on you! Other will go first, they will be the other ones! Trying to pretend that 'Oh, look! It's a lovely piece of sharp metal and it's heading for my eye...'"
Foamy stopped all of a sudden and when Germaine opened her eyes to see where he was, he was gone. A small sigh and she went back into meditation... but not before he popped back up again shouting, "what you doing?"
"Just... just go and annoyed that girl you were on about!"
"But you see my dead-is-everything gothic girl, I have. And all she needs to do now is show up and then..."
A/N – Okay, no clues as of yet on who will win mainly because I dunno on how to kill either on them the way the others would! I'm begging again! Any ideas and send it to LucidiaDrazenaol.com! Please!
Authors Notes: Okay, thank you to everyone who reviewed! And also to those who spotted my mistake... where the hell did I get Melee from?? Anyways, tank ouu! And also, I know these characters aren't acting them true selves but that's because only the owner of them can do that perfectly (since they created them). I'm only doing this for fun! Hehe. And it is fun, trust me.
Back in the dorm, Buffy woke with a stinking hangover. Her head felt as if it was about to explode in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... One eye opened as did the other one slowly as she saw her surroundings, in double vision.
Placing her hands either side of herself as she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position on the bed whilst trying to adjust herself into the spinning-ness of her room. And it didn't work, instead she just flopped back down on the bed with her hands over her eyes and a slight moan.
A few seconds later, she attempted to try and get up and... well, get out of her sticky clothes which were going to be covered in vomit if she couldn't get to the bathroom in time.
Stumbling as she tried to get herself up quickly as she could and ran straight to the bathroom. A few throw ups later and more moans and groans, she slowly walked out of the bathroom and looked at the front door, wondering if she could make it to Willows dorm or anyone else's for some help.
Hanging onto things (and trying not to bump into things) as she went towards the door but stopped as she heard a something like feet shuffling on the floor from the other side of the door.
Just as she was about to take one step closer to the door, a white coloured envelope was pushed through the small crack under the door. She stumbled over to the door and picked it up nervously.
A quick glance at the front of the envelope as she saw who it was written to, "To the stupid-girl-who-can't-listen-to-peoples-advice-for-their-own- good." 'Could it be?' She thought.
A quick swing open on the door as she glanced quickly up and down the corridor but couldn't see anyone. She slowly closed the door again with a small puzzled frown in her forehead as she glanced down to the envelope.
Moving over to the bed, she slowly sat herself down as she started tugging at the flaps of the envelope to open it up. "Now, lets see..." She said with a big smile on her face.
Germaine was sitting on a couch, in a meditation style with her legs crossed and her thumb and forefinger touching. A 'hum' was coming from her mouth and everything was quiet until...
"What you doing?" Foamy said as he appeared on her right shoulder. Germaine opened one open and looked out the corner of it to him, then simply closed it again and continued her humming.
Foamy slowly started to disappear down from her shoulder, behind her back and quickly re-appeared on her left shoulder saying "What you doing?"
"Just go away!" Shouted Germaine to him then went quickly and frustrated looking into her meditation style again and hummed a little more faster. Whilst Foamy just started cursing and shouting at her.
"...And the squirrelly wraith won't be on you! Other will go first, they will be the other ones! Trying to pretend that 'Oh, look! It's a lovely piece of sharp metal and it's heading for my eye...'"
Foamy stopped all of a sudden and when Germaine opened her eyes to see where he was, he was gone. A small sigh and she went back into meditation... but not before he popped back up again shouting, "what you doing?"
"Just... just go and annoyed that girl you were on about!"
"But you see my dead-is-everything gothic girl, I have. And all she needs to do now is show up and then..."
A/N – Okay, no clues as of yet on who will win mainly because I dunno on how to kill either on them the way the others would! I'm begging again! Any ideas and send it to LucidiaDrazenaol.com! Please!