Alright, so here's the 1st story that I'm posting! YAY! Read it and tell me
what ya think, plz be honest--well, not too honest (if ya didn't like it)--
j/k
Oh yeah DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters in this chapter! Do
you have to remind me?
Oh, and.............READ!
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"SHOCK! GIVE IT BACK TO ME!" Lock screamed for the fiftieth time, throwing himself against her door. It refused to budge, as he already knew. He heard her laughter from behind the door and then the door open with a click. He slammed against it one last time, sending it crashing open. "Don't." she warned, "Jack'll come back and I'll get in trouble!" "So!? You stole my mask!" he screeched, bursting into her room and seeing her, sitting just out of reach on top of her high dresser. She had shoved her bed off to the side so he couldn't come after her, and was watching him with her dark eyes. HE jumped up, trying to grab onto her feet to pull her down. Becoming aggravated, she kicked him in the face when he nearly caught her foot. He stumbled backwards, staring at the short, demonish witch.
He went straight back to trying to get his mask back, this time trying to climb her dresser. HE fell down and landed on the floor with a loud thump as she giggled. "It's not funny!" he yelled, becoming angry with her joke. HE looked around her room and spotted a few things lying around on a desk. HE snatched them up and ran before she got down.
HE tore from the room, running down the long hallway to the other side, where his and Barrel's room was located. Slamming the door in her face only made Shock angrier, and she began yelling at him. He fell against his bed with her stuff and sorted through what he had stolen..and didn't plan to give back. He had one of her dolls, uck, girls, he thought in disgust, throwing the little rag doll aside and looking at the next item, a small book with a lock on it. He grinned as he set to work with one of her hairpins that he had stolen awhile ago, for just the occasion.
The pounding had stopped and Shock had disappeared, heading back to her room, all huffy. She shut the door and inspected her desk to see what had been taken. A set of jacks, her doll, and the diary that Sally had gotten for her! She jumped up and ran back to Lock's door, pounding again. She knew he was good at picking locks, and she pleaded through the door for him to stop. "You still have my mask!" was his smug reply. She gave another fruitless slam when a voice interrupted her.
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"SHOCK! GIVE IT BACK TO ME!" Lock screamed for the fiftieth time, throwing himself against her door. It refused to budge, as he already knew. He heard her laughter from behind the door and then the door open with a click. He slammed against it one last time, sending it crashing open. "Don't." she warned, "Jack'll come back and I'll get in trouble!" "So!? You stole my mask!" he screeched, bursting into her room and seeing her, sitting just out of reach on top of her high dresser. She had shoved her bed off to the side so he couldn't come after her, and was watching him with her dark eyes. HE jumped up, trying to grab onto her feet to pull her down. Becoming aggravated, she kicked him in the face when he nearly caught her foot. He stumbled backwards, staring at the short, demonish witch.
He went straight back to trying to get his mask back, this time trying to climb her dresser. HE fell down and landed on the floor with a loud thump as she giggled. "It's not funny!" he yelled, becoming angry with her joke. HE looked around her room and spotted a few things lying around on a desk. HE snatched them up and ran before she got down.
HE tore from the room, running down the long hallway to the other side, where his and Barrel's room was located. Slamming the door in her face only made Shock angrier, and she began yelling at him. He fell against his bed with her stuff and sorted through what he had stolen..and didn't plan to give back. He had one of her dolls, uck, girls, he thought in disgust, throwing the little rag doll aside and looking at the next item, a small book with a lock on it. He grinned as he set to work with one of her hairpins that he had stolen awhile ago, for just the occasion.
The pounding had stopped and Shock had disappeared, heading back to her room, all huffy. She shut the door and inspected her desk to see what had been taken. A set of jacks, her doll, and the diary that Sally had gotten for her! She jumped up and ran back to Lock's door, pounding again. She knew he was good at picking locks, and she pleaded through the door for him to stop. "You still have my mask!" was his smug reply. She gave another fruitless slam when a voice interrupted her.