LXG Woke Up Fluffy

I own nothing.

Not even me...

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This is pure insanity, no offence is meant, Tom is still my prrrecciousss, and I'm still high on sugar...

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Chapter Three

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To recap...

Mina and Nemo are yet to reappear from whatever hole they are hiding in, we've been given an insight into Tom's late night activities and the colour of Jeckyll's underwear. ((Did we really want to know the last one...?)) Tom is still pink, Skinner is still invisible, Dorian is still... 'flamboyant'...

And Tom is still screaming...

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"Sawyer, I didn't think you had it in you, you rascal," chuckled Q.

Tom was silent.

Dorian leaned over to Skinner and whispered, "Why isn't he screaming?"

"I think your bunny's in shock..."

"I am no-one's bunny!" screamed Tom.

"Aaah... here we go..." muttered Skinner as he raised his hands to his ears.

Suddenly, the door to Tom's wardrobe fell off, cutting off Tom's tirade. Nemo and Mina fell out onto Tom's floor, looking a tad dishevelled...

Tom screamed.

Mina glanced at the author. "Could you do something about that? It's beginning to grate..."

No way! Tom is my prrrecioussssss, and may therefore do exactly as he pleases.

Mina grabbed the author round the throat.

I'll... I'll see what I can do...

Mina let go and smiled.

Hey! shouted the author. This is my story! Stop rebelling!

Mina raised her hand and...

I'll be good! I'll be good! whimpered the author. I'm going to hide behind Tom again...

"Could I at least get some clothes?" Tom muttered out of the corner of his mouth. "Mina and Nemo have defiled my wardrobe..."

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What in the deep blue sea is happening aboard the Nautilus? Why are the characters rebelling? Where have I mislaid Dr. Jeckyll? Why are they no longer making use of the celestial BEEP? Is Q the only person still in character? Why do I keep asking these idiotic questions at the end of every chapter? WHERE ARE THE PURPLE MARSHMELLOWS!?!

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...I need my sugar...

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Sorry it's rather short folks, my microbiology teacher borrowed my DVD and I need it back to get my... er... 'inspiration' flowing...

Seriously, I welcome feedback, feel free to throw your random insanity my way...

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My chocolate is melty...

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So, waddya think? Ideas, flames and cookies welcomed!

Tom: Especially Ideas!

Quiet you...

Tom: Poor Tom's a-cold...

This isn't King Lear! Sssh, or no more sugar!

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LET's ALL KILL THE WRITER's BLOCK FAIRY!

*everyone stares*

I'll hide now...

*runs off after prrrrrrrrrecioussssssssssssss*

Tom: Heeeelp Meeee!!

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Should the insanity continue? I need to know... are you amused...? or just scared...?