Chapter 13- All Hell broke loose (uh-oh...unlucky 13...)
The doorbell rang.
Well, I was sitting in the computer, chatting with DuMont and MadHatter. Stray left the conversation 15 minutes ago, after I quickly ate my lunch and everybody got dressed. Charles, Sean, and Otto was busy playing Monopoly, since there were nothing going on TV. When the doorbell rang, I quickly told DuMont and MadHatter that Stray is here, and I told them I'm leaving the Chatroom for a while.
DuMont: Okay, see ya!
MadHatter: buh-bye! :P
When I got off the computer, Charles and Sean quickly got up and raced towards the wall where when you open the door, it'll be like you're hiding behind the door. I rolled my eyes. "What you're doing?"
"We're going to surprise her!" Sean chirped. He placed his fingers by his mouth in a notion to shush. Otto laughed, then stopped, seeing that he was reminded of the gay-thing. He frowned.
(Otto's POV)
"I'm going to have to talk to her about this 'bi-sexual' thing." I said, picking up the Monopoly game pieces. Crystal laughed and began to pull me up and push me into the kitchen. Where was she taking me?
"What are you doing?" I ask before she closes the door. Crystal picked up the game on the floor and threw it on the couch, then slammed the door in front of me.
"When I count to three, Otto, I want you to open the door. I want to surprise her."
"Are you going to tell the whole world that I'm here?" I asked. Crystal shushed me. "Quiet now!"
When I heard Crystal leave to the door to answer it, I couldn't know whom this girl looked like. But of course, the stranger's voice was of a female and quite an enthusiastic voice too.
"Hey!" the new unfamiliar voice spoke from behind the doors.
"Hi Lizzie." I could hear Crystal closing the door.
Then, there I silence. I slowly opened the door just a little. I could see Crystal childishly grinning at her friend, who grinned back. The brothers behind them slowly crept up to them as if about to scare, but the plan backfired. 'Stray' turned around and screamed "Boo!"
The boys each jumped back, stunned that Stray knew they were there, then groaned. "We were supposed to say that!"
"Try better next time kiddos." Crystal then nodded her head and grasped Stray's hand like the way high school buddies do. "Hey, who's the 36-year old you've been telling me about? I want to meet him."
That made Crystal excited and Charles confused. "You told her about him?"
"Yup." Crystal said.
"Who's him?" Stray asked. Crystal pulled Stray to sit on the white couch and began to get all rowdy like an excited cheerleader.
"Alright, I don't want you to tell anybody about him, okay? And promise not to faint, I got enough of that." Crystal began to say. Stray's eyebrow lifted. "Oookay..."
"Pinky swear?"
"Pinky swear."
My heart began to lift when Crystal came up to the kitchen doors. I took a step back.
"You ready?" Crystal whispered. I made a gulp
"What if she'll call the police on me or something?" I whisper.
"As if. I told you a million of times and I'm telling you again, she is your fangirl. Like me." Noticing that my tentacles aren't out, she told me to make them visible.
"No!" I yelled. "There's no way-- "
But she unzipped my sweatshirt pretty fast, pulled it off, then pushed me forward into the living room, with me face-to-face with Stray.
This girl looked taller than Crystal that's for sure. She wore black all over, except the blue tight jeans. She wore a black large T-shirt, black shoes, black nail polish, and even black eyeliner (makeup). Her golden blonde hair shined and she possessed shining blue eyes. I had one question in my mind that filled my head: how could a girl a little older than Crystal could have such perverted thought? (a/n: keep the Otto/Jett thing coming girl!) I shook my head from thought, after seeing that well, a shocked expression on her face. Her mouth was really wide open, I mean really wide, and her blue eyes were like, showing a message saying 'OhmygodImustbedreaming'.
She kept staring at me, lowering her head a few times and lifting them back up. She tries to talk, but the words weren't coming out. All we can hear was "uh...uh...uh..."
"Liz?" Crystal began to say, breaking the odd silence. "This is...Otto..."
But this shock didn't last very long. That was unexpected and expected at the same time, even if it didn't make any common sense. To me, it felt as if the shock was there for 5-10 seconds.
The girl began to excitedly jump up to me and began poking me in the face perpetually, jumping up and down, and shrieking as if meeting her favorite celebrity. I keep mentally kick myself for forgetting that I am a celebrity.
She circled and hopped around me, screaming ike mad. She then eventually stopped in front of me once more and kept poking me in the head, which leads down to the stomach, and...well, lets just say I'm just too stunned to make anymore obsevations...naw, just kidding!
She then began to talk, and I mean talk, talk, talk, and talk...which turns to ask, ask, ask, and ask...
The tentacles didn't seem to mind, they were hovering around the air, studying Stray, curious about this odd and new behavior.
"Ohmigod! Ohmigod! Ohmigod! It's like, you're standing in front of me, right here, living, breathing, the tentacle thingys behind you, your height's the same way I've imagined it, the bright brown eyes are there, the curly brown hair is there, ohmigod! Ohmigod! Ohmigod! So many questions I wanna ask you! What's your middle name? What's your phone number? What's your favorite food?
What's your favorite color? Are you bisexual like I've always strongly believed in? What's your wife's maiden name? Are you Spanish and Italian like Alfred Molina? Did you have a car? If so, what color was it? What model was it?-- "(I nervously glanced at the Hollis kids and they were bursting out in laughter) "Where were you born? Did Batman lived around your world? Do you like Harry Osborn? Do you like Peter Parker? Did you like Mary Jane? Did you like that old lady you used as hostage during the bank heist like your comic book version did? To tell you the truth, I thought that was gross, I think you liking Zachary was much, much better—"
"Did you have too much chocolate or something, because you're very, very hyper right now." I just blurted out, both annoyed and shocked at the same time. I guess I'm supposed to expect that for every fangirl I meet.
The tomboyish/gothic looking girl smirked. "Damn straight!" She then went back to bouncing. "I'm Lizzie Teague! and I know your name because I'm your biggest fan!"
"Hey! I'm his biggest fan!" Crystal pointed to herself.
"Uh-uh!" Stray argued.
"I'm his biggest fan!" Crystal repeated.
"I'm his biggest fan!" Stray said.
"I am!"
"I am!"
"I am!"
"I am!"
Oh great. Two teenage girls fighting over me. What more could I ask?
"Wait a sec," Stray said as if a new thought came up to her. "We are Otto's biggest fan!"
"Yeah! I agree!" Crystal chirped. They both began to bounce around, Charles and Sean both laughing like crazy.
"Did you ask for his autograph yet?" Stray mentioned. Crystal nodded no.
"Well, he's living with me for a while. I'll ask later."
"No fair! how come you're so lucky?!"
"Because my mom says so?"
"Good point!" Lizzie then turned to me, smirking.
"You know what? I'm writing a fanfic on you!" Stray announced. I already know.
"I don't wanna hear it." I said with a scowl. Lizzie giggled and began poking me again.
"I wrote that you met a 17-year old who was dying of his mutation, and you helped him, but your relationship with him grown, and you both fell in love! And I also wrote these one-shots, about you when Stan Lee appointed you with a new partner who is gay and likes you in a sexual way, and he keeps--"
I placed a tentacle on her mouth to quiet the girl. Not another one of those stories!
"Alright! alright! I get the picture! You think I like men," I then looked at her deeply in the eyes, "when I don't."
She then removed the tentacle. "Of course!" she cheered. "You like women also!"
I slapped my head and Crystal just laughed.
"No! No! You don't understand!" I tried to reason.
"It's okay Otto, no need to be ashamed of your hetero-sexuality! It just happens when you just love someone."
"But-" Crystal then elbowed me in the arm.
"Don't," She whispered, "you'll never convince Lizzie, no matter how hard you try."
I sigh. Does all fangirls sees me like this?
Lizzie began to poke on my stomach, feeling the hard cold metal that was fused in my spine.
"Oh my god..." she whispered. "Does it hurt?" Now that was the question I heard clearly.
"Yes, and it'll scar me for the rest of my life..." my voice felt cold, felt sad...these girls remind me deeply of Rosie for their sincerity and trust.
Then that happy aura Stray created turned down to...what? Pity or sympathy?
Charles and Sean began to roll their eyes, sensing an emotional scene coming up. They slowly tiptoed away out of view, to stay out of it. And Crystal, she closed her eyes in understanding, and lowered her head down, as if offering a moment of silence.
"Hey, don't feel bad for me alright?" I said, not wanting these kids to take part of the pain I carried. "I mean, you guys barely even knew Rosie."
"So does Peter!" Crystal snapped. "But he still felt bad about you and Rosie."
"He does?" I said, surprised about that fact. Peter really cared?
"Well duh! Who doesn't?" Stray smiled.
(My POV)
Then, after Stray's comment, there was a moment of silence. Stray's smile turned into a smirk, and she broke the silence.
"Can you...turn around? Can I look at the robotic stuff behind you that's by your spine?" Stray asked. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Why?" Otto asked, unsure why.
"I dunno, I just want to see 'em. Is that a problem? You're wearing an undershirt."
Nodding, Otto turned around, his back facing us, and he took off his undershirt to reveal us the core from where the tentacles came. It looked like a slug or something I saw from that Aliens movie whenever it was attached to a human. I began to shiver, the sight of it being attached to the spine scares me as much as I think the word 'vertebra' creeps me out.
The tentacles hovered around the air, and what I could do about that was to smile. Show off, I thought.
But that wasn't what Stray had in mind the begin with. She was reaching to...well, I'm not saying it. I blushed and knocked her hand away. "What?" she whispered.
"No." I whispered angrily. That knocked her back into sense and she blushed also, but what the hey, we laughed anyway.
Otto was confused. "What's so funny?" We both blushed. Otto looked so cute when he's puzzled...
"Um...we were laughing at how lucky we were to see you here?" I said, quickly making up a good excuse. Likely, Otto or his tentacles didn't witness Lizzie's, ahem, attempt.
We kept laughing our heads off, bringing a puzzled Otto and a couple of confused younger brothers I have to the TV room, and we played with the video games and talked for the rest of the day.
I'm playing video games with my favorite person, my impish brothers, and trusty fellow Otto fangirl and friend on a spring break Friday. I've never felt so alive.
To be continued...
Next: Saturday cartoons
Alright! I had fun writing this chappie! I hope I didn't offend you in any way Stray :P It was surpposed to be a joke, okay?
Anacsadder: Hey! I read that email you sent me! If you sent it a long time ago, then my deepest apologies, your email came across the 'suspect email' in my secured email account. It was weird to me, the way it was in the 'suspect email' I mean...anyway, I'm happy that someone sent me a fanletter! : ) You're on my list of best friends bub!
MadHatter: Um, when you posted in the proper info about 'yourself', you forgot to make up a name. It doesn't have to be your real name, just something made up. I can't just address you to MadHatter all the time in this fic buddy!
To everyone I didn't include: Keep the reviews comin'! I love you guys! Just as I've said earlier, I never felt so alive! :P
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