Hey Otto fans (girls)! To make you feel better, replace the name 'Crystal' to your name! Wouldn't you like that? Would you feel lucky? This chappie's strange, but I'm a strange fellow!

See? I eat yellow jello with a fellow.

I eat jello with a yellow fellow.

I eat yellow fellow's jello.

What I tell ya? Am I strange or what? I'm pretty hyper when I wrote this fic...

Chapter 6- Bubbles

I stood in front of the bathroom for what looked like 15 minutes. Should I knock? To let him know about his undies? Or should I quickly open the door and throw his underwear in? I had to think hard on this. A person would not be normal if they went through a day without wearing underwear. Well, at least to me.

Oh god, I just met him less than an hour, and now the circumstances must come this way! Maybe, if I quickly...

No! No matter how much I like this guy, I would never stoop as low as watching him without in clothing. I blush. This might take a while.

And then, Charles took a peek out from his door, smirking at me. He sees me holding Otto's new pair of underwear (OMG, I typed underwear and Otto in the same sentence! This is weird...), and smiles at my blushing face. He walked up to me slowly.

"Heellloo!" Charles said in a mischievous way. I shugged him off.

"'Otto' need something?" I nodded yes. Charles' smirk grew.

"Y'know," he began to say, "if you like him so much, then why is it so hard for you to walk in the bathroom?"

"Hmm...is it because I only met him for half an hour and a man needs his privacy?" I said to my younger brother sarcastically. "Perv."

He laughed and pushed me. And when I mean 'push me', I mean, he opened the door and pushed me in! Soon, my face was wide as a bright crayon. OH.MY.GOOOOODDDDD...

But you know what? Otto doesn't notice that I was...watching...him...

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god...

I felt like screaming...

Damn you Charles! Damn you to freakin hell!!

Oh well, I shouldn't really curse my brother like that...but luckily, Otto is in a bubble bath. Thank you god! Thank you! Thanks for bubbles!

Otto really looked relaxed lying on the tub. He looked like a dead guy taking a bath... Otto's head was only visible, so the rest of his body wasn't seen. The tentacles lay out spreading around, looking as tuned out and relaxed as Otto. I nervously put his boxers on the counter and slowly, just slowly and quietly closed the door and took steps away from the bathroom.

That was...interesting. Let's not do it again...

But when I reached to my room, Charles was laughing at me hysterically, and to let my anger out, I ran around the house with him swinging my baseball bat to bop him the sick head of his.

He'll pay someday for this. He will pay...

To be continued...

Next: Wake up Otto! You lived in a fictional world!

Okay...short and weird would be a nice way of putting this...its kinda perverted don't you think? Well, that would happen if nobody invented the door lock! At least my bathroom's lock is broken, we had to keep the bathroom closed to show that nobody's in there...

Anyway, its short, since I have loads of homework to do. So review!