AN: Just to remind you all: Aidenn is One, Adrian is Two. Just thought I'd refresh your memories.
Thanks to all who reviewed.... I would reply, but I confused myself and can't tell where I left off... so anyway... Please review!!!
As we are all wondering, what happened to Adrian?
Adrian was getting bored. He had originally thought this maid was very attractive and amusing, but after a while she showed her inner boredom. She talked. A lot. About nothing. He was about ready to shriek at her, or run. She had told him, in the space of about an hour: all her past boyfriend's names, her favorite brand of underwear, her perfume, how hot he was, why she was a maid, her life's ambitions, how hot he was, some giggling, the names of all her friends, their occupations, and, by the way, how hot he was. He groaned. She was STILL TALKING!! And showing no signs of slowing down. He couldn't even collect his thoughts enough to *ding* his Twin or Antoine. Finally, he had had enough. If he stood here any longer and listened to anymore blather, he was going to kill her.
"Ah!" He cried.
She jumped and shrieked "What?! What is it?"
"We, uh, just remembered an appointment. Yes. An appointment. It's very important bye gotta go see you later!" He trailed off as he ran off down the hall, not seeing her tremendous pout.
He slowed down once he had gotten down some stairs; he had a reputation, after all. He briefly reflected, as he neared the suite, that he hadn't seen Aidenn or Antoine since that morning, but that was driven from his mind by The Note. There was a piece of paper shoved under the door. He wouldn't have taken much notice, except that it was on Her paper, a horrible scented pink. He gulped and scooped it up, letting himself in at the same time. With a feeling of dread, he slowly unfolded the perfect creases, smoothed it, and began to read.
"Cher Jumeaux-
I am having some friends over for a pool party on Saturday.
You both know what that means. BE THERE.
-Persephone"
He was puzzled, but only for a second. Then he remembered.
It had started innocently enough. Adrian had been awoken by his sleeping Twins' hunger pangs, and had gotten up to get some food. Unfortunatly, it was 3:00 AM, and he didn't bother to put clothes on. And all his boxers were dirty, because the washing machine had decided to give out. So it was the purple ones. He slipped them on, and tramped through the sleeping halls. He was almost at the kitchen when he saw Her. She appeared to be glowing, even after he rubbed his eyes a few times. He then realized it was because of the white dress she was wearing. Persephone caught sight of him at the same second, and gasped appreciatively. He turned and ran, all thought of food forgotten.
The next morning, Adrian hadn't planned on saying anything of his nocturnal to Aidenn, but there was a pink note shoved under the door.
"Cher Jumeaux-
I am having a party tonight.
Come to my room at PRECISELY 6:00.
-Persephone"
"What's this about?" Aidenn wondered. His Twin was forced to explain. After Aidenn had finally stopped laughing at the image of his Twin wandering in purple boxers, he got mad. "This is soooooo our fault!!!!! Who KNOWS what she's got planned!!!! How COULD we???"
"Shut.up."
"Ooooh... Is widdle Adwian twouchy dis mwoning? Wes he is!!!!"
"Shut.up.BASTARD!!!!!"
"Hey, if WE'RE a bastard, so are we...."
Adrian stalked off into the bathroom, muttering.
They had arrived at her suite at the appointed time, only to find another pink note under the door.
"Cher Jumeaux-
Go to the seamstress. She has
Your costumes.
-Persephone"
"Costumes???! This sounds bad. What have we gotten us into..."
"It can't be all that bad..."
"Like.hell. Let's just go get it over with."
Adrian did not like the little smirk the seamstress gave them when they entered. She waved them over to two change booths, and they shut the doors behind them. It was Aidenn who commented first.
"Ummmm... these aren't clothes.... It appears to be... underwear???"
The seamstress gave an irritating chuckle that made Adrian want to leap out and cut her little throat. But he didn't. "Oh yes! Didn't Persephone tell you? It's a POOL party!"
She seemed to think this explained something. "And...?"
"You're POOL BOYS!!!!!!" She shrieked. Adrian heard some rhythmic thumping combined with pain that meant Aidenn was banging his head on the wall...
"Crap." Adrian returned to the present, and noticed a "P.S." on the note.
"P.S.- That Girl can come and serve drinks.
Or she can stay in your room."
Adrian seethed. "That Girl"... He'd like to 'That Girl' her.... Speaking of Antoine, where was she? And where was Aidenn?
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As we are all wondering, what happened to Adrian?
Adrian was getting bored. He had originally thought this maid was very attractive and amusing, but after a while she showed her inner boredom. She talked. A lot. About nothing. He was about ready to shriek at her, or run. She had told him, in the space of about an hour: all her past boyfriend's names, her favorite brand of underwear, her perfume, how hot he was, why she was a maid, her life's ambitions, how hot he was, some giggling, the names of all her friends, their occupations, and, by the way, how hot he was. He groaned. She was STILL TALKING!! And showing no signs of slowing down. He couldn't even collect his thoughts enough to *ding* his Twin or Antoine. Finally, he had had enough. If he stood here any longer and listened to anymore blather, he was going to kill her.
"Ah!" He cried.
She jumped and shrieked "What?! What is it?"
"We, uh, just remembered an appointment. Yes. An appointment. It's very important bye gotta go see you later!" He trailed off as he ran off down the hall, not seeing her tremendous pout.
He slowed down once he had gotten down some stairs; he had a reputation, after all. He briefly reflected, as he neared the suite, that he hadn't seen Aidenn or Antoine since that morning, but that was driven from his mind by The Note. There was a piece of paper shoved under the door. He wouldn't have taken much notice, except that it was on Her paper, a horrible scented pink. He gulped and scooped it up, letting himself in at the same time. With a feeling of dread, he slowly unfolded the perfect creases, smoothed it, and began to read.
"Cher Jumeaux-
I am having some friends over for a pool party on Saturday.
You both know what that means. BE THERE.
-Persephone"
He was puzzled, but only for a second. Then he remembered.
It had started innocently enough. Adrian had been awoken by his sleeping Twins' hunger pangs, and had gotten up to get some food. Unfortunatly, it was 3:00 AM, and he didn't bother to put clothes on. And all his boxers were dirty, because the washing machine had decided to give out. So it was the purple ones. He slipped them on, and tramped through the sleeping halls. He was almost at the kitchen when he saw Her. She appeared to be glowing, even after he rubbed his eyes a few times. He then realized it was because of the white dress she was wearing. Persephone caught sight of him at the same second, and gasped appreciatively. He turned and ran, all thought of food forgotten.
The next morning, Adrian hadn't planned on saying anything of his nocturnal to Aidenn, but there was a pink note shoved under the door.
"Cher Jumeaux-
I am having a party tonight.
Come to my room at PRECISELY 6:00.
-Persephone"
"What's this about?" Aidenn wondered. His Twin was forced to explain. After Aidenn had finally stopped laughing at the image of his Twin wandering in purple boxers, he got mad. "This is soooooo our fault!!!!! Who KNOWS what she's got planned!!!! How COULD we???"
"Shut.up."
"Ooooh... Is widdle Adwian twouchy dis mwoning? Wes he is!!!!"
"Shut.up.BASTARD!!!!!"
"Hey, if WE'RE a bastard, so are we...."
Adrian stalked off into the bathroom, muttering.
They had arrived at her suite at the appointed time, only to find another pink note under the door.
"Cher Jumeaux-
Go to the seamstress. She has
Your costumes.
-Persephone"
"Costumes???! This sounds bad. What have we gotten us into..."
"It can't be all that bad..."
"Like.hell. Let's just go get it over with."
Adrian did not like the little smirk the seamstress gave them when they entered. She waved them over to two change booths, and they shut the doors behind them. It was Aidenn who commented first.
"Ummmm... these aren't clothes.... It appears to be... underwear???"
The seamstress gave an irritating chuckle that made Adrian want to leap out and cut her little throat. But he didn't. "Oh yes! Didn't Persephone tell you? It's a POOL party!"
She seemed to think this explained something. "And...?"
"You're POOL BOYS!!!!!!" She shrieked. Adrian heard some rhythmic thumping combined with pain that meant Aidenn was banging his head on the wall...
"Crap." Adrian returned to the present, and noticed a "P.S." on the note.
"P.S.- That Girl can come and serve drinks.
Or she can stay in your room."
Adrian seethed. "That Girl"... He'd like to 'That Girl' her.... Speaking of Antoine, where was she? And where was Aidenn?
There, you like? Then review!!!! You hate? REVIEW ANYWAY!!!!!!
Now, a preview of a story I'm writing for FP.com:
"No matter how fast I ran, though, I couldn't escape the sound of her screaming as they staked her. Too bad, she would have been good. I turned away, and ran into the night..."
Make you wanna read more????