A/n
I'm going to write what happens when Stu takes the drunken Sara to his
room.
"
This is a direct quote from my lovely clone: "Knowing you Stevo probably
will walk in to see monkeys doing the limbo."
I feel loved. Anyway, I am so happy. I just thought up the meanest ending for my 13 Ghosts fic. Im so mean to my readers, aren't I?
I love you!
~Sara the EVIL Loser
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Sara sat on Stu's bed, "Stuey, do you love Jenna?"
Stu laughed as he eyed the drunken girl, "I like Jenna."
"You want to kiss her! You want to love her! You want to molest her," Sara sang.
"You have no idea how much I hate you drunk," Stu shook his head.
Sara laid back on the bed as she stretched, "Stuey, am I mean?"
Stu sighed, "To me, yes. To Stevo, yes. To Jenna, no. To Kayleigh, no. To Randy, no."
"I'm not mean to you. I'm trying to be nicer," Sara replied.
"I want to watch a movie," Stu jumped off the bed and grabbed a movie from underneath his bed.
"That so better not be porno," Sara said.
"Oh, it is. I'm trying to seduce you," Stu said sarcastically as he stuck the tape in the VCR.
"The adventures of Mr. Banana Man, right?" Sara sat up and looked at the television.
Yeah, I borrowed it from Randy," Stu laughed.
The movie title came up and made Sara squeal. Horror Movies and How to Be and Beat the Killer.
"How did you get this? There are only twenty copies in the world of this movie," Sara yelled in excitement.
"You have no idea how hard it was to get this movie. Luckily Randy has connections," Stu stated.
"I love this movie," Sara said with a smile.
"How the hell have you seen this movie?' Stu asked.
"Jenna has it."
"Why would someone like you even want to see this movie?" Stu asked.
"What the fuck do you mean by that? Are you calling me some prissy bitchy horror hater girl?"
"No. I've dated girls like that and you aren't one of them," Stu didn't look away from the television.
Sara turned her attention back to the movie, "We aren't dumbasses! We know not to shoot someone when we want to make it look like suicide."
"I know. You only use guns when they have someone else's prints on them. Or if you are trying to make it look like they killed themselves after killing other people."
"Guns are so damn stupid. They are sexist as hell. Be a real killer and use a traditional knife. Besides guns can be tracked back to you," Sara said slightly annoyed.
Stu looked away from the movie. He turned and stared at Sara, "Have you ever killed anyone?"
Sara laughed, "Do these look like hands that would kill people?"
Stu glanced at her hands and said, "You're right. Only men kill."
"Fuck you Stuart!"
"You're going to start calling me Stuart too?"
Sara nodded, "I prefer Stuey."
Stu sighed, "Let's go to your room."
"Why?"
"Jenna is there and I'm bored."
"So you have the attention spanned of a five year old, too?" Sara asked.
"Lets go," Stu grabbed Sara by the wrist. He pulled her out of the room.
"It would be hilarious if we walked in my room to see Jenna and Randy having sex," Sara laughed.
"Right," Stu pulled Sara down the hall.
"You know what we should do? We should tell everyone we actually did have sex so we can end up gutted," Sara followed Stu unwillingly.
"You scare me," Stu said.
"When you asked me if I've killed anyone? I have," Sara said in an extremely serious tone.
"Who did you kill?" Stu stopped and stared at her.
"I killed two cats," Sara said with a grin.
"Cats?" Stu repeated.
"Yes. It was fun," Sara laughed.
Stu started dragging Sara again.
"I want to go see Randy," Sara said suddenly.
"I want to go see Jenna," Stu kept dragging her.
"We are acting like a couple," Sara said.
Stu didn't say anything as he dragged Sara the rest of the way.
Sara rolled her eyes and opened the door to the room.
It was empty.
"Where the hell are Jenna and Kayleigh?" Sara asked.
Stu shrugged and walked in. He sat on the nearest bed that happened to be Jenna's.
"Where the hell are they?" Sara asked as she laid down on her own bed.
"Miss cat killer, I don't know."
Sara threw a pillow at Stu, "Bite me."
"No thanks," Stu breathed out deeply.
"Have you ever killed someone?" Sara asked suddenly.
Stu looked surprised as he nervously said, "Hell no."
"You're so lucky I'm drunk and a dumbass right now or I'd be suspicious of you lying," Sara said.
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I know this chapter doesn't have anyone but Stu and Sara but I felt like writing this crap. No worries, Ill try not to have Sara in the next chapter.
Review please.
I feel loved. Anyway, I am so happy. I just thought up the meanest ending for my 13 Ghosts fic. Im so mean to my readers, aren't I?
I love you!
~Sara the EVIL Loser
~*~*~
Sara sat on Stu's bed, "Stuey, do you love Jenna?"
Stu laughed as he eyed the drunken girl, "I like Jenna."
"You want to kiss her! You want to love her! You want to molest her," Sara sang.
"You have no idea how much I hate you drunk," Stu shook his head.
Sara laid back on the bed as she stretched, "Stuey, am I mean?"
Stu sighed, "To me, yes. To Stevo, yes. To Jenna, no. To Kayleigh, no. To Randy, no."
"I'm not mean to you. I'm trying to be nicer," Sara replied.
"I want to watch a movie," Stu jumped off the bed and grabbed a movie from underneath his bed.
"That so better not be porno," Sara said.
"Oh, it is. I'm trying to seduce you," Stu said sarcastically as he stuck the tape in the VCR.
"The adventures of Mr. Banana Man, right?" Sara sat up and looked at the television.
Yeah, I borrowed it from Randy," Stu laughed.
The movie title came up and made Sara squeal. Horror Movies and How to Be and Beat the Killer.
"How did you get this? There are only twenty copies in the world of this movie," Sara yelled in excitement.
"You have no idea how hard it was to get this movie. Luckily Randy has connections," Stu stated.
"I love this movie," Sara said with a smile.
"How the hell have you seen this movie?' Stu asked.
"Jenna has it."
"Why would someone like you even want to see this movie?" Stu asked.
"What the fuck do you mean by that? Are you calling me some prissy bitchy horror hater girl?"
"No. I've dated girls like that and you aren't one of them," Stu didn't look away from the television.
Sara turned her attention back to the movie, "We aren't dumbasses! We know not to shoot someone when we want to make it look like suicide."
"I know. You only use guns when they have someone else's prints on them. Or if you are trying to make it look like they killed themselves after killing other people."
"Guns are so damn stupid. They are sexist as hell. Be a real killer and use a traditional knife. Besides guns can be tracked back to you," Sara said slightly annoyed.
Stu looked away from the movie. He turned and stared at Sara, "Have you ever killed anyone?"
Sara laughed, "Do these look like hands that would kill people?"
Stu glanced at her hands and said, "You're right. Only men kill."
"Fuck you Stuart!"
"You're going to start calling me Stuart too?"
Sara nodded, "I prefer Stuey."
Stu sighed, "Let's go to your room."
"Why?"
"Jenna is there and I'm bored."
"So you have the attention spanned of a five year old, too?" Sara asked.
"Lets go," Stu grabbed Sara by the wrist. He pulled her out of the room.
"It would be hilarious if we walked in my room to see Jenna and Randy having sex," Sara laughed.
"Right," Stu pulled Sara down the hall.
"You know what we should do? We should tell everyone we actually did have sex so we can end up gutted," Sara followed Stu unwillingly.
"You scare me," Stu said.
"When you asked me if I've killed anyone? I have," Sara said in an extremely serious tone.
"Who did you kill?" Stu stopped and stared at her.
"I killed two cats," Sara said with a grin.
"Cats?" Stu repeated.
"Yes. It was fun," Sara laughed.
Stu started dragging Sara again.
"I want to go see Randy," Sara said suddenly.
"I want to go see Jenna," Stu kept dragging her.
"We are acting like a couple," Sara said.
Stu didn't say anything as he dragged Sara the rest of the way.
Sara rolled her eyes and opened the door to the room.
It was empty.
"Where the hell are Jenna and Kayleigh?" Sara asked.
Stu shrugged and walked in. He sat on the nearest bed that happened to be Jenna's.
"Where the hell are they?" Sara asked as she laid down on her own bed.
"Miss cat killer, I don't know."
Sara threw a pillow at Stu, "Bite me."
"No thanks," Stu breathed out deeply.
"Have you ever killed someone?" Sara asked suddenly.
Stu looked surprised as he nervously said, "Hell no."
"You're so lucky I'm drunk and a dumbass right now or I'd be suspicious of you lying," Sara said.
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I know this chapter doesn't have anyone but Stu and Sara but I felt like writing this crap. No worries, Ill try not to have Sara in the next chapter.
Review please.