Now I know that many of you are just DYING to have the next chapter, and here it is. I had lost my Internet access a little while ago, okay, maybe a LONG while ago, ehehe *sweatdrop* which is why it took so long to get this up... DON'T KILL ME!! *hides in the corner and chews on her thumb* Anyways, I've decided I'll double my Livejournal as a place to ask questions about the fic if something just doesn't make.. sense, which I don't doubt. Anyways, it's over at http://www.livejournal.com/users/venus_chan/ just for your information I guess. Personally, I REALLY don't like this chapter very much soooo, I apologize right now *bow* Please forgive me! Let's start the chapter then..
(P.S. I thank Miggsy for the little message to my fans letting them know I hadn't abandoned the story. I'll try harder to keep my Internet{notice the harder ehehe... -.-''})
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I yawned and shut my eyes and was about five minutes closer to a deep slumber when I was awoken softly by the sound of a prayer. I opened my eyes a little and surveyed my room. Kurt was kneeling by his futon with his hands folded as best as one can in that sort of hand situation, reciting SOMETHING in German which obviously I couldn't understand and thus sounded pretty much like gibberish, but pretty gibberish. I can't stand being woken up when I'm so close to being unwakeable, but then when you're woken by something so small, and unexpected, you're almost glad you woke up to hear it.
I don't exactly what I did, but I obviously created some kind of disturbance which caused Kurt to look up.
"Oh, I'm sorry, vas I too loud?"
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, "Nah, actually, I'm sorry for interrupting. I didn't realize that you were the praying type."
Kurt nodded, "Every night, if I can."
I got up and sat on his futon, "Well then, continue!"
"Vell... erm... o-okay." Kurt cleared his throat, and continued on with his prayer, kinda slow and he kept looking over to see if I was still watching, which obviously made him nervous. I am so evil.
Finally, Kurt just ignored me, always a good choice, and finished up the prayer. Kurt sighed in relief, seeing as it was over, and I couldn't make him nervous any more. Drat. Hehe, drat.
I stood up and stretched, "Sooo, any other nightly habits?"
"No."
"Ukay then, NOW I'll go to sleep."
Again I got as comfortable as possible with my... sheet... and went off to the land of abundant Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
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I found myself not surrounded by Peanut Butter Cups, but instead surrounded by big, giant, looming trees. Seeing as it was... outside, I was VERY happy that it wasn't dark, very happy.
I looked around briefly, just to make sure that I was in FACT in a giant forest. I think I was just a little slow on the uptake there. I shrugged and walked off in a general direction, although all the non-general directions looked exactly the same. (Venus comment* walking in the park one day baby do de do... sorry, reminded me of a song hehe)
Further along I found signs of other people, signs like actually seeing other people. They were all in this one big circle gasping and ooooing and aaaahing. It was pretty much just reeeeally annoying. I glad to figure out that they were fascinated with something other than the air that surrounded them. Something was in the middle. Something big and blue. Well, maybe not big, but taller than me, but I'm short! Lots of things are taller than me... *sniffle*
Shrugging off the sniffle attack I also came to conclude that I knew this big blue thing.
"Waaaait a minute... Kurt??" I'm sure I looked really confused because I really was.
Mr. Big and blue looked up and sighed, "Great, a new fan. Go stand over zhere or something." He waved his hand towards a shallow area of the circle of 'ooh and ahh'.
My look of confusion grew to the look of EXTREME confusion, and then to the look of 'you have problems and I don't', "Wha... Fan?!? Psssh-aw. I'm not here to join some funky fan base for a fuzzy blue thing!"
"Then vhy are you here?" Kurt replied in the kind of voice an elder uses on the village idiot's children.
I shrugged, "I walked in a general direction, now sure, I guess I could've chosen a different general direction, but I don't think it really mattered much. In other words, I don't know whyyy I'm here, but I would like to know why yoooou're here and what is up with all the fans?" Looking at the fans suspiciously I realized I knew most of them from school, of course I didn't really care, because I didn't like very many people from school.
Kurt appeared to get ready to reply, but he was interrupted by one fan who had been trying to grab his tail for the past ten minutes, "It's not your business. Kurt's here 'cuz he is, so back off, he's ours now!"
Stupid Italia. Stupid, stupid Italia. I hate popular people... "I don't think so! That's MY blue thing, I found him first!" Wait, since when was I so possessive? Oh well, I yelled at Italia. I should give myself ten 'yay me' points.
Kurt blinked a bit as he watched the beginnings of the cat fight. He looked at Italia and myself and I saw no recognition in his eyes when he looked at me. Uh-oh.
Italia was absolutely furious, which kinda scared me, but I was sure that if I could get Kurt to remember SOMETHING I could get poofed away or something before I was pummeled. I'm not weak, but I'm very vulnerable to hair pulling. Well it hurts!
"Erm... uhh..." Must think! Wait, I know! I pointed the finger of accusation at Kurt, "YOU ATE MY REESES!"
"...Vhat?"
I'm sure my jaw dropped several stories. I was so sure that was going to work. If he doesn't remember Reeses he's definitely not going to remember me.
I began backing up slowly while watching the whole circle of 'ooh and ahh' watch me with glaring eyes. Italia was seething and it was scary, really scary, like 'waking up and finding out you accidentally destroyed your PS2 in your sleep' scary.
I turned and ran in a new general direction and from the growls of scariness behind me, I knew Italia was running in the same general direction. It's too easy to piss off preppies...
Thinking... swiftly... I remembered back to the day when I had discovered Italia's fear of snakes (It was a looooong time ago, first or second grade, some guy slipped one of those stupid plastic snakes in her pink purse type thing. The ensuing scream made many people grin with glee.). Seeing as I was lucky enough to just happen to be in a ginormous forest, I was sure I would be able to find some slithering creature on the ground somewhere.
I saw a nice big green one curled up in the grass, but I accidentally ran right past it at first, so I had to turn around and go back for it.
Reaching for my green lifesaver, I was unexpectedly grabbed by the hair, which sent a sharp pain down my spine. Yes, I screeched, but I couldn't help it, it was an excruciating pain!
At the expense of a handful of my hair, I pulled forward and grabbed the stunned snake. I think my screech must've paralyzed the thing.
I shoved the snake in Italia's face as soon as possible. She gasped and backed away letting my poor hair go.
"Haha! Stay away! You touch me again and this is going down your pants!"
"Let me go!"
I looked down at the snake in my hand. I could've SWORN it had just talked. It was staring at me in a creepy way, the creepy way snakes can look at you, "Yori, let go!"
The snake... is talking....... WHAT THE HELL?!?
"Yori, vake up and let go of my tail!"
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I sat up fast and looked around my room. I rubbed my eyes and discovered a blue snake in my hand. Wait... no.. that's a tail. OH, I get it now. I was sleeping, that makes a LOT more sense.
I noticed that the tail was attached to a very unhappy Kurt. One that really, really wanted his tail back.
"Oops. Umm.. you can have this back now..." I let go of Kurt's distressed tail and rubbed my eyes a bit more.
"THANK you. Are you alvays this hard to vake up?"
I shook my head, "Nah, usually you've got to blow some kind of horn in my ear. You're lucky." I added a 'You and your stupid fan club' under my breath and a yawn, "Hey what time is it?" Without waiting for an answer I looked at the clock.... It was seven... in the morning... on a weekend... "YOU WOKE ME UP AT SEVEN?!?"
Kurt began to back away slowly, kinda like Italia did in my dream, "Erm.. vhat time do you usually vake up?"
"TEN!! DO YOU HEAR ME!! GAH! You eat my Reese's, wake me up early. I wouldn't be surprised if you ate my money thinking it was a low carb diet!"
Kurt raised his hand to his chin in a thoughtful manner, "You mean that vas money?"
I swear I almost passed out, ".....What?"
Kurt started laughing and I'm sure he wasn't laughing with me, "You really thought I'd eat your money?!"
I'm pretty sure my face turned some color, whether red, purple or blue, I'm unsure, but I was furious. That fuzzball is in BIG trouble, "YOU LITTLE... GAH!" I grabbed a bunch of pillows off my bed and threw them at his head. I'm glad I've got great aim.
"OW, ow, ow. Vhat have you got in these pillows?! Bricks??"
I chucked another one at him, "No, I'm sure it's just feathers."
He shouldn't be complaining. Next time, I'm throwing rocks...
(P.S. I thank Miggsy for the little message to my fans letting them know I hadn't abandoned the story. I'll try harder to keep my Internet{notice the harder ehehe... -.-''})
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I yawned and shut my eyes and was about five minutes closer to a deep slumber when I was awoken softly by the sound of a prayer. I opened my eyes a little and surveyed my room. Kurt was kneeling by his futon with his hands folded as best as one can in that sort of hand situation, reciting SOMETHING in German which obviously I couldn't understand and thus sounded pretty much like gibberish, but pretty gibberish. I can't stand being woken up when I'm so close to being unwakeable, but then when you're woken by something so small, and unexpected, you're almost glad you woke up to hear it.
I don't exactly what I did, but I obviously created some kind of disturbance which caused Kurt to look up.
"Oh, I'm sorry, vas I too loud?"
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, "Nah, actually, I'm sorry for interrupting. I didn't realize that you were the praying type."
Kurt nodded, "Every night, if I can."
I got up and sat on his futon, "Well then, continue!"
"Vell... erm... o-okay." Kurt cleared his throat, and continued on with his prayer, kinda slow and he kept looking over to see if I was still watching, which obviously made him nervous. I am so evil.
Finally, Kurt just ignored me, always a good choice, and finished up the prayer. Kurt sighed in relief, seeing as it was over, and I couldn't make him nervous any more. Drat. Hehe, drat.
I stood up and stretched, "Sooo, any other nightly habits?"
"No."
"Ukay then, NOW I'll go to sleep."
Again I got as comfortable as possible with my... sheet... and went off to the land of abundant Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
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I found myself not surrounded by Peanut Butter Cups, but instead surrounded by big, giant, looming trees. Seeing as it was... outside, I was VERY happy that it wasn't dark, very happy.
I looked around briefly, just to make sure that I was in FACT in a giant forest. I think I was just a little slow on the uptake there. I shrugged and walked off in a general direction, although all the non-general directions looked exactly the same. (Venus comment* walking in the park one day baby do de do... sorry, reminded me of a song hehe)
Further along I found signs of other people, signs like actually seeing other people. They were all in this one big circle gasping and ooooing and aaaahing. It was pretty much just reeeeally annoying. I glad to figure out that they were fascinated with something other than the air that surrounded them. Something was in the middle. Something big and blue. Well, maybe not big, but taller than me, but I'm short! Lots of things are taller than me... *sniffle*
Shrugging off the sniffle attack I also came to conclude that I knew this big blue thing.
"Waaaait a minute... Kurt??" I'm sure I looked really confused because I really was.
Mr. Big and blue looked up and sighed, "Great, a new fan. Go stand over zhere or something." He waved his hand towards a shallow area of the circle of 'ooh and ahh'.
My look of confusion grew to the look of EXTREME confusion, and then to the look of 'you have problems and I don't', "Wha... Fan?!? Psssh-aw. I'm not here to join some funky fan base for a fuzzy blue thing!"
"Then vhy are you here?" Kurt replied in the kind of voice an elder uses on the village idiot's children.
I shrugged, "I walked in a general direction, now sure, I guess I could've chosen a different general direction, but I don't think it really mattered much. In other words, I don't know whyyy I'm here, but I would like to know why yoooou're here and what is up with all the fans?" Looking at the fans suspiciously I realized I knew most of them from school, of course I didn't really care, because I didn't like very many people from school.
Kurt appeared to get ready to reply, but he was interrupted by one fan who had been trying to grab his tail for the past ten minutes, "It's not your business. Kurt's here 'cuz he is, so back off, he's ours now!"
Stupid Italia. Stupid, stupid Italia. I hate popular people... "I don't think so! That's MY blue thing, I found him first!" Wait, since when was I so possessive? Oh well, I yelled at Italia. I should give myself ten 'yay me' points.
Kurt blinked a bit as he watched the beginnings of the cat fight. He looked at Italia and myself and I saw no recognition in his eyes when he looked at me. Uh-oh.
Italia was absolutely furious, which kinda scared me, but I was sure that if I could get Kurt to remember SOMETHING I could get poofed away or something before I was pummeled. I'm not weak, but I'm very vulnerable to hair pulling. Well it hurts!
"Erm... uhh..." Must think! Wait, I know! I pointed the finger of accusation at Kurt, "YOU ATE MY REESES!"
"...Vhat?"
I'm sure my jaw dropped several stories. I was so sure that was going to work. If he doesn't remember Reeses he's definitely not going to remember me.
I began backing up slowly while watching the whole circle of 'ooh and ahh' watch me with glaring eyes. Italia was seething and it was scary, really scary, like 'waking up and finding out you accidentally destroyed your PS2 in your sleep' scary.
I turned and ran in a new general direction and from the growls of scariness behind me, I knew Italia was running in the same general direction. It's too easy to piss off preppies...
Thinking... swiftly... I remembered back to the day when I had discovered Italia's fear of snakes (It was a looooong time ago, first or second grade, some guy slipped one of those stupid plastic snakes in her pink purse type thing. The ensuing scream made many people grin with glee.). Seeing as I was lucky enough to just happen to be in a ginormous forest, I was sure I would be able to find some slithering creature on the ground somewhere.
I saw a nice big green one curled up in the grass, but I accidentally ran right past it at first, so I had to turn around and go back for it.
Reaching for my green lifesaver, I was unexpectedly grabbed by the hair, which sent a sharp pain down my spine. Yes, I screeched, but I couldn't help it, it was an excruciating pain!
At the expense of a handful of my hair, I pulled forward and grabbed the stunned snake. I think my screech must've paralyzed the thing.
I shoved the snake in Italia's face as soon as possible. She gasped and backed away letting my poor hair go.
"Haha! Stay away! You touch me again and this is going down your pants!"
"Let me go!"
I looked down at the snake in my hand. I could've SWORN it had just talked. It was staring at me in a creepy way, the creepy way snakes can look at you, "Yori, let go!"
The snake... is talking....... WHAT THE HELL?!?
"Yori, vake up and let go of my tail!"
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I sat up fast and looked around my room. I rubbed my eyes and discovered a blue snake in my hand. Wait... no.. that's a tail. OH, I get it now. I was sleeping, that makes a LOT more sense.
I noticed that the tail was attached to a very unhappy Kurt. One that really, really wanted his tail back.
"Oops. Umm.. you can have this back now..." I let go of Kurt's distressed tail and rubbed my eyes a bit more.
"THANK you. Are you alvays this hard to vake up?"
I shook my head, "Nah, usually you've got to blow some kind of horn in my ear. You're lucky." I added a 'You and your stupid fan club' under my breath and a yawn, "Hey what time is it?" Without waiting for an answer I looked at the clock.... It was seven... in the morning... on a weekend... "YOU WOKE ME UP AT SEVEN?!?"
Kurt began to back away slowly, kinda like Italia did in my dream, "Erm.. vhat time do you usually vake up?"
"TEN!! DO YOU HEAR ME!! GAH! You eat my Reese's, wake me up early. I wouldn't be surprised if you ate my money thinking it was a low carb diet!"
Kurt raised his hand to his chin in a thoughtful manner, "You mean that vas money?"
I swear I almost passed out, ".....What?"
Kurt started laughing and I'm sure he wasn't laughing with me, "You really thought I'd eat your money?!"
I'm pretty sure my face turned some color, whether red, purple or blue, I'm unsure, but I was furious. That fuzzball is in BIG trouble, "YOU LITTLE... GAH!" I grabbed a bunch of pillows off my bed and threw them at his head. I'm glad I've got great aim.
"OW, ow, ow. Vhat have you got in these pillows?! Bricks??"
I chucked another one at him, "No, I'm sure it's just feathers."
He shouldn't be complaining. Next time, I'm throwing rocks...