Meh another messy chapter, eh? I've finally found out how to write a descent fanfic again.
Enjoy, and keep the reviews comming!
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The men walked into the old student-house they once lived in. Mike looked around himself, amazed that the house was still standing upright.
"Well." Rick said, also looking around, "What do you think? Home-sweet-home, eh?"
"I can't believe it...hey! A new fridge to blow up! Remember the good old times, lads?" Vyv said, "Damn, I haven't been here since...well, since summer holiday started!"
"Yeah...to imagine we have lived here for, like, a year or so..." Neil said.
"Uh-huh, those were the good times. Nothing to worry about back then, it was just us and this place..."
"Gawsh Rick, I thought you were kicked outta this house as well!" Mike laughed, "How did you get back here."
"Remember that my parents died right before holiday started? It seemed that they had left me some money. That way, I could buy this house. It is mine now!"
"Great! Do you also remember that we tried to rob the bank, and then drove off a cliff..."
"...and through Cliff..." Vyv smiled.
"...yeah, and through Cliff, in a double-decker that exploded?"
The men laughed.
"Yeah, that was the last time I saw you guys..." Neil said, his smile faded as he rubbed his left-arm.
"What's wrong, Neil?" Rick asked.
"What happened to you guys right after the crash?" he replied.
"Just some bruises." Mike said.
Rick looked down, "Concussion."
Neil pulled up the sleeve of his shirt, reveiling some scars.
"Oh, brilliant!" Vyv yelled, "You guys got all the fun, while all I got were a broken car and a dead hamster!"
"Poor SPG, I wonder where he is now."
[SCÈNE CHANGE] SGP sitting in a room filled with fire, with devil-horns on his head
"FEEL THE WRATH OF THE HAMSTER! Mhuahahahahhahahhahahahaha"
[back to Rick's house]
"Aww well, good thing I left your rooms just like you left it!" Rick squeeled.
"Why did you do that?" Mike asked.
"I was afraid to run into one of Vyv's socks."
"Oh...okay."
"So, what have you guys been up to for the last twenty years?" Vyv asked, jumping onto the couch.
"Just the usual, I think, I have now got a wife, a son, another wife..." Mike answered.
"Two Mrs. Thecoolguy's?"
"Why, yes, but they both don't know about it."
"Oh...okay. You have a job?"
"No, but my 'legal-wife' does, she earns quite some money by travelling around."
"So in fact you have the good life, eh?"
"I think you can say that. Now, how about you, Rick?"
"Well, I don't have a job, but, aww well, who needs a job! Jobs are for facists!"
"And Mrs. Rick?"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!"
"I meanth your wife, Rick. You have a son, so that must mean that you had a wife."
"I had a one-night-stand, and nine months later, Richard was laying in front of the door."
"You know what I think?" Vyv said, still jumping on the couch.
"What?"
"That you are a VIRGIN!"
"Oh realy? How can I be a virgin when I have a son?!"
"Ever heard of the holy virgin?"
"..."
"He's got a point, Rick." Mike said.
"Shuddup! Now, if you think that you are so cool, Vyv, why don't you tell us about your life?"
"Well." Vyv stopped jumping, "I am divorced, ever since that woman could not handle my personality, and the personality of Keith."
"Job?"
"Uh...McDonald's?"
"Okay, I am not going to eat there any more."
"Whatever."
"Now, how about you, Neil?"
"I have got a job, as a writer, and I had a wife..."
"Divorced?"
"No..."
"One night stand?"
"No..."
"Then what?"
"She died."
It was silent for a few seconds, when the three men looked over at Neil in shock.
"G...God Neil, I'm sorry." Rick mumbled.
"It's okay. I got over it."
"Are you going to find yourself a new wife?"
"No, I have only got one woman in my life, and that's Nigella."
"How touching." Vyv said, putting his hands on his heart and blinking.
"So, I am hungry, how about you guys?" Mike said.
"Anyone in the mood for lentils?" Neil yelled.
"HELL YEAH!"
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Enjoy, and keep the reviews comming!
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The men walked into the old student-house they once lived in. Mike looked around himself, amazed that the house was still standing upright.
"Well." Rick said, also looking around, "What do you think? Home-sweet-home, eh?"
"I can't believe it...hey! A new fridge to blow up! Remember the good old times, lads?" Vyv said, "Damn, I haven't been here since...well, since summer holiday started!"
"Yeah...to imagine we have lived here for, like, a year or so..." Neil said.
"Uh-huh, those were the good times. Nothing to worry about back then, it was just us and this place..."
"Gawsh Rick, I thought you were kicked outta this house as well!" Mike laughed, "How did you get back here."
"Remember that my parents died right before holiday started? It seemed that they had left me some money. That way, I could buy this house. It is mine now!"
"Great! Do you also remember that we tried to rob the bank, and then drove off a cliff..."
"...and through Cliff..." Vyv smiled.
"...yeah, and through Cliff, in a double-decker that exploded?"
The men laughed.
"Yeah, that was the last time I saw you guys..." Neil said, his smile faded as he rubbed his left-arm.
"What's wrong, Neil?" Rick asked.
"What happened to you guys right after the crash?" he replied.
"Just some bruises." Mike said.
Rick looked down, "Concussion."
Neil pulled up the sleeve of his shirt, reveiling some scars.
"Oh, brilliant!" Vyv yelled, "You guys got all the fun, while all I got were a broken car and a dead hamster!"
"Poor SPG, I wonder where he is now."
[SCÈNE CHANGE] SGP sitting in a room filled with fire, with devil-horns on his head
"FEEL THE WRATH OF THE HAMSTER! Mhuahahahahhahahhahahahaha"
[back to Rick's house]
"Aww well, good thing I left your rooms just like you left it!" Rick squeeled.
"Why did you do that?" Mike asked.
"I was afraid to run into one of Vyv's socks."
"Oh...okay."
"So, what have you guys been up to for the last twenty years?" Vyv asked, jumping onto the couch.
"Just the usual, I think, I have now got a wife, a son, another wife..." Mike answered.
"Two Mrs. Thecoolguy's?"
"Why, yes, but they both don't know about it."
"Oh...okay. You have a job?"
"No, but my 'legal-wife' does, she earns quite some money by travelling around."
"So in fact you have the good life, eh?"
"I think you can say that. Now, how about you, Rick?"
"Well, I don't have a job, but, aww well, who needs a job! Jobs are for facists!"
"And Mrs. Rick?"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!"
"I meanth your wife, Rick. You have a son, so that must mean that you had a wife."
"I had a one-night-stand, and nine months later, Richard was laying in front of the door."
"You know what I think?" Vyv said, still jumping on the couch.
"What?"
"That you are a VIRGIN!"
"Oh realy? How can I be a virgin when I have a son?!"
"Ever heard of the holy virgin?"
"..."
"He's got a point, Rick." Mike said.
"Shuddup! Now, if you think that you are so cool, Vyv, why don't you tell us about your life?"
"Well." Vyv stopped jumping, "I am divorced, ever since that woman could not handle my personality, and the personality of Keith."
"Job?"
"Uh...McDonald's?"
"Okay, I am not going to eat there any more."
"Whatever."
"Now, how about you, Neil?"
"I have got a job, as a writer, and I had a wife..."
"Divorced?"
"No..."
"One night stand?"
"No..."
"Then what?"
"She died."
It was silent for a few seconds, when the three men looked over at Neil in shock.
"G...God Neil, I'm sorry." Rick mumbled.
"It's okay. I got over it."
"Are you going to find yourself a new wife?"
"No, I have only got one woman in my life, and that's Nigella."
"How touching." Vyv said, putting his hands on his heart and blinking.
"So, I am hungry, how about you guys?" Mike said.
"Anyone in the mood for lentils?" Neil yelled.
"HELL YEAH!"
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