A/N: This one also came from me and my friend all high up on caffeine and
sleep deprivation! Hope you like it! (Sorry to the Trish lovers, but this
one also bashes her!)
Please read and review!
Trish's Magical Fountain
"Trish, wake up!"
Trish moaned slightly and covered her eyes with her hand from the blinding rays of sunlight. Her head hurt really bad. She had been fighting dozens of those freaking marionettes last night, who knew where Dante had been. He knew better than to wake her up early after a night like that. He would be punished later.
"Dante I'm gonna hurt you. Why the hell are you waking me up?"
She opened her eyes to a brightly wrapped package sitting on the bed. Behind it she could see Dante's forehead and eyes peeking over.
He chuckled. "I bought you a present!"
(Oh lord what is he up to now?) "A present for me? Really?"
He shook his head up and down. "Yup!" He gave a self-satisfied grin.
Trish sat up and snatched the package away from Dante. She gave him a warning glare, letting him know now that he would suffer if this were a joke of some kind. She unwrapped the package and found a white box with "tranquility fountain" written across the side. She gave him a questioning look.
"A fountain?" She cocked one eyebrow at him.
"Yup! I thought it might cool you down or sooth you or whatever the hell you call it." He smirked at her and chuckled slightly.
Trish sat and stared at him in confusion. "Ummm.... Okay. Thanks."
Again he smiled and chuckled. He nodded at her and slowly walked out of the room, never taking his eyes off of her as he left.
(What's his problem? He's never this cheerful all at once. Well never at all really.) Trish looked down at the box. I t looked normal and it smelled okay. Feeling more at ease now she opened the box and pulled out the directions, which were lying on top. Reading and following them carefully, she assembled the tiny fountain. She put the batteries in, which Dante had taped inside, she put the little stones in their spots and all that was left was to put the water in, which Dante had also brought for her.
Meanwhile in the hallway outside Dante waits and watches through the crack of the door, clutching a camera in his hand. His body shook with laughter, though he knew he would be a dead man when Trish got through with him.
Water finally in and checked off of Trish's mental list all that was left to do was turn it on and begin the relaxation.
3.................2.....................1....................
"Aaaaaaaaahhh!" Trish shrieked and frantically waved her hands as a thin jet of cold water shot out from the fountain and hit her square in the face. Just at that moment Dante burst through the door carrying a camera and yelling, "Cheese!" He snapped a picture of Trish, cold, wet and extremely angry.
"Damn, Trish! What happened to you!?" He couldn't stop laughing as Trish scowled at him from the bed. "You look like a drowned rat!"
Silently Trish plotted out her revenge. He would pay. Not only would she beat the crap out of him, but she would catch him off guard and when he least expected it she would get him. Then he would know what suffering was. She giggled silently at the thought.
Trish's Magical Fountain
"Trish, wake up!"
Trish moaned slightly and covered her eyes with her hand from the blinding rays of sunlight. Her head hurt really bad. She had been fighting dozens of those freaking marionettes last night, who knew where Dante had been. He knew better than to wake her up early after a night like that. He would be punished later.
"Dante I'm gonna hurt you. Why the hell are you waking me up?"
She opened her eyes to a brightly wrapped package sitting on the bed. Behind it she could see Dante's forehead and eyes peeking over.
He chuckled. "I bought you a present!"
(Oh lord what is he up to now?) "A present for me? Really?"
He shook his head up and down. "Yup!" He gave a self-satisfied grin.
Trish sat up and snatched the package away from Dante. She gave him a warning glare, letting him know now that he would suffer if this were a joke of some kind. She unwrapped the package and found a white box with "tranquility fountain" written across the side. She gave him a questioning look.
"A fountain?" She cocked one eyebrow at him.
"Yup! I thought it might cool you down or sooth you or whatever the hell you call it." He smirked at her and chuckled slightly.
Trish sat and stared at him in confusion. "Ummm.... Okay. Thanks."
Again he smiled and chuckled. He nodded at her and slowly walked out of the room, never taking his eyes off of her as he left.
(What's his problem? He's never this cheerful all at once. Well never at all really.) Trish looked down at the box. I t looked normal and it smelled okay. Feeling more at ease now she opened the box and pulled out the directions, which were lying on top. Reading and following them carefully, she assembled the tiny fountain. She put the batteries in, which Dante had taped inside, she put the little stones in their spots and all that was left was to put the water in, which Dante had also brought for her.
Meanwhile in the hallway outside Dante waits and watches through the crack of the door, clutching a camera in his hand. His body shook with laughter, though he knew he would be a dead man when Trish got through with him.
Water finally in and checked off of Trish's mental list all that was left to do was turn it on and begin the relaxation.
3.................2.....................1....................
"Aaaaaaaaahhh!" Trish shrieked and frantically waved her hands as a thin jet of cold water shot out from the fountain and hit her square in the face. Just at that moment Dante burst through the door carrying a camera and yelling, "Cheese!" He snapped a picture of Trish, cold, wet and extremely angry.
"Damn, Trish! What happened to you!?" He couldn't stop laughing as Trish scowled at him from the bed. "You look like a drowned rat!"
Silently Trish plotted out her revenge. He would pay. Not only would she beat the crap out of him, but she would catch him off guard and when he least expected it she would get him. Then he would know what suffering was. She giggled silently at the thought.