By: Riddler Kid.
(Disclaimer: I own nothing nothing and above else nothing. Oh yah excuse the grammar and crap.)
Note: That's right, no stupid opening in the first quarter that tells you the title and who wrote it and best of all no damn preview at the end of the story isn't it great. O well if you miss it review and yell at me to put it back in, it will, only be missing in this story.
Peitro woke up in the morning feeling a lot different then he should have felt. How the hell are you supposed to feel in the morning. I always feel like shit on a school morning. It had been a day since his small talk with Eileen and Peitro hadn't left his room unless he wanted food. Peitro looked into his mirror on top of his drawer. He looked at his slender frame and huffed and puffed just looking at himself. He looked at the floor and fell to the ground.
He got back up and looked around. "ahh shit." Peitro using his last ounce of streagnth ran around the room and cleaned up all the messes and clothes till he was drop dead tired.
Peitro was wearing very baggy clothes to cover up his unwanting appearance. He quietly walked out of his bedroom door realizing that it was indeed six in the morning. Which believe it or not is almost the exact time I wake up in the morning. He walked almost on the floor to the kitchen.
He clasped into his chair and suddenly felt fresh. Peitro was suddenly speechless at the feel of his sudden streaghth. John came down stairs into the kitchen yawbing. Peitro tried to talk and let out a high pihed screech. He quickly covered his mouth. "
"I wonder what that was." John said looking out the widow. "Probably some damn bird got hit by a stone." John looked questionably at Peitro.
Peitro shrugged.
"Yeah whatever mate." John said as he grabbed a cerial box from the cabnet. Lance came down stairs blinking and twitching. "Does anyone else but me know what the time is." Lance asked angrily as he could in the morning.
"What the hell was that sound." Eileen yelled it's like seven thirty in the morning."
"Actually it's six." Replied John.
Eileen fell to the ground. The three other mutants looked at her. "I think she fainted?" John said.
"Yah think." Lance said angrily. "Help me pick her up before."
Fred walked in and stepped were Eileen supposably was laying down. Fred's foot went right through her body.
"Great Fred look what you did." Lance snapped.
Fred looked down at Eileen. "She's gonna be like that for a whole friggin hour. Right in front of the Friggin door way to the kitchen." Lance yelled.
"Sorry."
John was sitting in his chair smoking his brand new silver pipe. "No trouble my dear fellow. We find away to get rid of her."
"How do you suppose we do that shere Lock numskull." Lance snapped.
Pietro sat at the table with his head in his hand realizing how long this would be. He also knew that Lance would get mad if John continued to talk in his enlish accent to long.
"Observe." John picked up a cable that led to the family room. John started to move the cable towards Eileen.
"Esey man, that's the cable line."
"Yes I am aware of this," John said in his accent. "Watson fetch me my hat and magnifying glass."
Fred started to walk up stairs to gran John's stuff. When he came back he handed the stuff to John. John placed his hat Shere Lock hat on lightly and held his magnify glass towards Eileen. John raised the cable up in the air as the rest of the hood stared at what John was about to do. He stuck the cord right through Eileens body. Eileen disappeared presumed to have gone through the cord.
"Is she dead?" Asked a confused Lance.
"Far From it." John said as he sat down to eat a crumpet.
Eileen suddenly reappeared on the floor. She got up and dusted herself off. "How did you know that would work.?"
"Elementary My dear Eileen," John started pacing around the room, "I assumed that in your elecricle state, That you would work like a computer that needed a reboot, the cable has somewhat electrical currents running through it to 'Zap' you in the right place would bring you back to realality."
Peitro, Lance and Eileen looked baffled. "To put it into English," Fred said in his own English accent. "He pressed your restart button."
This story being based around Peitro himself we need to hear what he's gonna say about this. "This is a bunch of Bull what." Peitro thought. Peitro got up quick and grabbed onto the table.
"Dude there something wrong?" John asked.
"nothing just...haha... nothing. Just need to get out of the house."
Peitro tried to walk towards the door but went into super speed at two steps towards the door.
"I'm telling you theres something wrong with that bastard." Lance commented.
"Ahh let him be." John replied. "Watson let's go we have some cases to solve."
Peitro was running down the street of his neiborghood leaving only a trail of dust behind himself. He trip over his feet and fell down a dirt trail and landed in a small pool. He got up and looked around. He felt the water dripping in his clothes but didn't really care at the moment.
Peitro looked around rapidly hearing noises in his head turning around in around to see someone behind him. Peitro stood still for a couple of seconds and passed out. His lifeless body fell to the ground as it started to rain.
Is it over yet... No we still have the rest of the day to get through.
Peitro woke up suddenly. He started to pant out loud unable to contol himself. He looked around and saw that he was in his own room. "You ok." Eileen asked softly as she came from the corner of his room.
Pietro sat up and looked at Eileen, he was about to talk when Eileen came close to Pietro's bedside. She forced Pourced back into his bed when Eileen sat on the bed. She had both hands on Peitro's shoulders and was ontop of Peitro. "Quiet just sleep."
"How long have I been asleep?"
"About say now todays Saturday, why is there something wrong."
"What time, is, it?"
"A quarter to ten."
Peitro knew he had sometime before he would have to head to his appointment. He was baffled that he passed out a day ago and was in his bed with new clothes on.
"This is very weird." Peitro thought to himself.
Peitro continued to sleep right into the darkness of sleep...
Great story eh? I hope you enjoy, but now that your done reading you can press that button at the bottom of the page that says "Go" What I'm trying to say is REVIEW or I'll send something rather, Ohh I forget.
Riddler-Kid.