Heh. I'm still shocked that I got nine reviews for that little snippet. So I might as well do one of those responses. Heh, heh ,heh They're so much fun. XP They make me feel happy.
Abbil: Hey, did you know that "Abbil" was "friend" in drow? I think it is anyway. ::glompage:: Yay! A person like me! I wrote more. :P
Dark-Sephiroth: Meh… Yeah… That preface was kind of cruel, but I found my inspiration to write after many months.
Marina's Myst: I hope this is funny for you.
VladimirsAngel: I'm glad that you like my idea. I just love Lupa, that character of yours! XD
Smoke: Razzy Plush! W00007!
RockyShoreline: Yeah, that is freaky. I hoped you liked Dragonheart as much as I did. There's a sequel to it to.
Komikitty: I hope you didn't have to wait TOO long. ;-;
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You simply ignored that noise emitting from the floor below. It was probably just more of those tasty-er-annoying rats. Promptly, you forgot about the disturbance in your personal space as you became immersed within the credits of the movie. The tears had dried, making you feel empty, but tears seemed to always leave neutral emotion in its wake.
You were quite enthralled with the shopping channel-I mean-it wasn't that you liked jewelry; it was just so damn shiny! What? You know you love those shiny objects the silly women would start wars over.
But you were abruptly taken back to reality when the most horrendous thing happened: the channel was changed and in all of its dark glory, a soap opera, the epitome of evil, dominated the screen.
Many choice words were spewed from your snarling mouth. Someone was going to die.
Turning on heel, you glared to the perpetrator, but were taken aback. There was a man, though very effeminate, holding some of your favorite clothes. There was another, tall and wearing a slate colored cloak, and held within his wan clutches was a bag of cheese curls. Too bad they expired years ago. The third, however, seemed highly nervous, like a horny teen being caught watching porn by his (or her, mind you) parents. He, the bald one, held some of your DVDs to his chest, hoping that you wouldn't notice.
The clothes thief had his mouth opened like he was going to state something to one of his eccentric allies, but his eyes drifted over to you. There was some flicker of emotion, though hard to decipher, shining in his narrow eyes.
"Hey! Will you be my se-" whatever he was going to say was halted by a very painful blow to the top of his head. "I'll be there for youwhowho! As the world falls doooooooown," this girly man sang as he fell to the floor in an undignified heap.
One down, two to go, you grimly decided.
The one eating the rotten food, acted as if he didn't have a care in the world. It was just him and his cheese curls like a possessive relationship. Given the situation, the cheese curls would be better off. This fact was proven when his eyes bulged. You ignored the silent larcenist, even when he began to twitch on your floor while gurgling. Serves him right!
"Two down, one to go," you darkly whisper. At this, the bald man began to whimper. He slowly backed away from you but was hindered by an unadorned wall.
You only smirk. It was so adorable-I mean-he was trembling!
"Drop it," you said while pointing to the objects he held with care. "Like a baby." Obediently, he placed the various anime on the floor. He even had it in alphabetical order, you realized.
What more could you do other than smirk?
He was hugging his knees and when he saw you approach him, her released frightful whimpers as if he knew that you were going to give him a punishment far worse than being Moebius or a giant, manipulative, annoying squid.
Unexpectedly, you knelt beside him and proceeded to pat his back. "It's OK, I'm not angry any more. Just tell me what happened," you cooed.
He looked up at you with large tearful eyes that seemed even darker against your glowing crimson. He tried to control his newfound hiccups and sniffles, but, eventually, he spoke. "I don't know how we got into your house, miss. But we, Sebastian, Faustus, and I, decided to explore. We did not notice you at first because you were covered in that cloth so we proceeded to the upper levels in our curiosity."
"Then we found your quarters, I believe. Faustus examined your clothing, he always was weird, Sebastian examined those orange spirals in that bag, and I examined a lithe black box. I was surprised when the lights flared on, on screen and it played this song with pictures to follow!"
He trailed off slightly as he sang. "Mune ni Rocks."
You clapped your hands at his little performance, and he blushed in return. The way the color clashed with his ashen skin, was so adorable!
"And well, uh, I proceeded to examine more of these motion pictures. We were all content, but we decided that we should leave. We went back to the basement, but found no trace of anything magical that could take us back to Nosgoth, our home. When we returned up the stairs, that was when Faustus slammed his foot down on some object and made you aware of our presence," he ended with a sigh.
What will you do?
Will you kick them all out of the house? If so, go to SOLITUDE.
Or do you let them stay? If so, go to MENDA.