Celwriter: This might be the last chapter for this school year, depending solely on the reviews that I receive. If you wish me to continue, please say so, if not, say so without flaming. Thank you.

Hil: how can you say stop until next school year without flaming?

Celwriter: The same way I say leave me bloody alone when I'm trying to write another chapter.

Hil: How's that?

Celwriter: Please leave me bloody alone when I'm trying to write a bloody chapter.

Hil: Oh, well that's nice. Do you want to read the chapter that I just updated?

Celwriter: No!!!! Just leave me bloody alone when I'm trying to write a bloody chapter!!!

Hil: Very funny, now do you want to read or not?

Celwriter ignores and stomps off having finished.
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Chapter 26

Cel walked to the door to answer it, straightening her hair. Her hand reached for the doorknob, but Mort stepped in first. Cel lifted an eyebrow questioning as he pulled the door open.

"Hi, Ce," Ricky began, but stopped himself when he saw that it was Mort. "Oh, Mr. Rainey, how are you today?"

"Not good, had a bit of an accident and ended up with a bump. You see there was this guy and.." Mort began.

"And we best be getting off now. Bye, dad, I love you!" Cel hurried Ricky to his car and waved goodbye to her father. He couldn't tell anyone about Shooter or he would get put in an insane asylum and Cel did not want that, now did she.

"This guy your father spoke about doesn't happen to be named John Shooter, does he?" Ricky asked, starting the motor.

"No, it was some guy from....uh... 'Whose line is it anyway.' You know, that really funny TV show?" Ricky nodded. "Yes, well Mort, or my dad, thought that it was sooo funny that he keeled over laughing and hit his head on the living room table."

"Yeah, that show can be pretty funny sometimes." Cel sighed in relief, though she didn't feel comfortable with lying to Ricky, even if she hadn't known him for that long. She sat facing forward the whole drive to the movies.