Ahh, the power of cheescake. Anyone else love cheescake? I looove
cheescake. Well, I almost love it as much as I love Khleo's hair. But.
y'all know, there's nothing better than Khleo Thomas (Zero) XD. Come to
think about it, Miguel Castro (Magnet) and Max Kasch (ZigZag) are pretty
darn hot too. So's Brenden Jefferson, without those glasses, I mean.
Yes! New episode of Ed, Edd, n Eddy! Aww, darn it! I was watching it, then I went out into the kitchen to get some ice cream, and came back in to find Eddy flying over Ed's head which was covered in shoes. Now, I wonder, what the heck? Of course, that's usually the reaction you get even if you've watched the whole epsiode :p
Ah, the wise words of Ed, "What is life if you ain't got no sole?" (After Double-Dee and Eddy attempt to get their shoes back from atop Ed's head)
Why the heck am I blathering on about Ed, Edd, n Eddy? Why am I asking you? I have no idea! You know what? No, I'm sure you don't, nor do you care, but I will tell you anyways! I feel like adding a disclaimer again, so...I WILL. Just to prove my authoritah'.
Discalimer: I do not now, nor will I ever (Sadley) own Holes, Khleo Thomas (Wahhh! How I wish I did!), Khleo Thomas's hair (I want it sooooo badley! I want to fluff, and fluff, and fluff, and fluff....you get the idea. But yeah, I don't own any one from this story Except Jenny, Sam, Lucy, Nancy, and any other little character's that come around to fill in plot notes. I own them. They are all my evil minions. *Diabolical laughter*.
A/N: I love to annoy you guys with these long, hyper-induced author's notes. *Accent* It giiiives me pleasure. Okay, now onto the real....stuff....(I have such a way with words :p). This story, er FANFIC, is going to include alot of pasts and flashback stuff, not nescisarly (Dude, can someone help me spell that word? :P ) Zigzag's. Squids past will be discussed alot, more and more as he's becoming a main character along with Ricky. Also, Magnet's, and then Zero's, when that 'lil cutie comes along. Once again, these next few chapter's are gonna' be short, as I like to "Bulid Up The Plot" or whatever they call it in English class.
No-No-NO! I hate commercials! He was just about to announce the last girl that got to stay with him, on Joe Millionare! I hope It's Linda....:p
I own, "I'm Sure The Sky Is Blue", well, I wrote it. This one actually is a song :p If you want to read the whole song, again, tell me, and I'll send it to you or something. Nosilla, what is your msn address? I'll send "They Don't Know" to you on there, if you want. The song is supposed to reflect what Ricky WISHES was happening, instead of what is. So, it's like reverse psycology...except not....
Chapter 9: I'm Sure The sky Is Blue
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~"Well, I looked up. Up into the sky. Saw the blue bright reign, stretching across the sky so high. Just wait for a rainbow, let it's specrum show. Let the color's shine and flow."~
There was defintly NOT any rainbow. To make a rainbow, you need rain, Ricky knew that much. He sighed heavily as he dug his rusty shovel into the cracked, thirsty dirt. Nothing much happened. He sighed again, and jumped on the shovel, which sent him sprawling backwords to the ground. The other's laughed at him, as did Mr. Sir, saying, "Get used to it boy, you gonna' be doing it every day for the next 26 months."
~"Well, I know heaven's singing, and the heavenly bells are ringing. The angel's lookin' down on me, singing
Blue Skies ahead, well, I said, Blue skies ahead. Not a cloud in the sky, watching my life spin away. Blue skies, they say. That's what the angel's singin'. Blue skies today, well, I'm sure the sky is blue today."~
He got up again, wondering suddenly if all this hot sun could make him delusional, or sick. Maybe he could even get sun poisoining. Well, he never had been prone to get sun burn, usually he just got a tan. Maybe he had nothing to worry about. Trying not to discourage himself, he pushed the shovel back into the ground, which craked a bit, and finally an indent was made.
'Only 1,000 more to go.' he thought solomley.
~"Well, I heard someone once say, 'The grass is greener on the other side. So I say, why not just make my grass green? Just jump outta' my way, It's a new day, so I'm commin' in. It's this new way, that the world's begun. Things may change, but the skies always gonna' be blue."~
"Get your water, girl scouts!" Mr. Sir yelled out to the boys who were all starting to jump out of their holes to get their canteens..er, water bottles, filled with water. He, however, was having some difficulty getting out of his hole, which he had dug reasonibly fast for a newbie.
He let out a sigh of defet as he slumped back down into his hole after trying for the 8th and last time to succsesfuly, and with no avail, get out of his hole. He finally fet a hand on his shoulder. He twitched a bit, and then looked up to see that it was Squid, who was now holding a hand out to him to help him out of his hole. Ricky sighed gratefully, and took his hand.
~"Fly, Fly, Fly. Go on and soar up to those angel's, put on your wings. Fly so high you've broken the sky. Fly into the rainbow, soar into the spacious sea. Go up into the clouds at night, and watch the sparkling twighlite break into the night, and watch the sun go down, the colors taking flight. Watch the sun come up, up into the blue sky, spreading all of it's warmth and glow, to the lord and heaven's 'low. Just as sure as I am, the sky is blue."~
"So Ricky, how's your first hole feeling? Got some blister's?" Mr. Sir asked him, as he took his water bottle from him and began to fill it with water. Ricky licked his lips, they were as dry as the barren desert they were digging in.
"Yeah, he's got some blister's alright." Squid said, looking at his hands. They were raw and bloody. ZigZag nearly fainted at the sight of them. What if they got infected?
"Don't worry about them." Mr. Sir said, as if reading his mind, which freaked him out even more, "Everything turns to callous."
'Yay.' He thought.
~"Well, up in heaven those angel's are singing, the sky is already blue. Those great big doors to heaven, are open just waiting for you. Well, I said, those doors can wait, 'cause I'm just here watchin' the sky go by. And maybe tomorow, I'll wake up and say, 'Well, maybe today the sky'll be grey.'. Well, It'll always be blue, I'm so sure. The angel's are still waiting at that open door, I'm sure that the sky'll always be blue."~
Yes! New episode of Ed, Edd, n Eddy! Aww, darn it! I was watching it, then I went out into the kitchen to get some ice cream, and came back in to find Eddy flying over Ed's head which was covered in shoes. Now, I wonder, what the heck? Of course, that's usually the reaction you get even if you've watched the whole epsiode :p
Ah, the wise words of Ed, "What is life if you ain't got no sole?" (After Double-Dee and Eddy attempt to get their shoes back from atop Ed's head)
Why the heck am I blathering on about Ed, Edd, n Eddy? Why am I asking you? I have no idea! You know what? No, I'm sure you don't, nor do you care, but I will tell you anyways! I feel like adding a disclaimer again, so...I WILL. Just to prove my authoritah'.
Discalimer: I do not now, nor will I ever (Sadley) own Holes, Khleo Thomas (Wahhh! How I wish I did!), Khleo Thomas's hair (I want it sooooo badley! I want to fluff, and fluff, and fluff, and fluff....you get the idea. But yeah, I don't own any one from this story Except Jenny, Sam, Lucy, Nancy, and any other little character's that come around to fill in plot notes. I own them. They are all my evil minions. *Diabolical laughter*.
A/N: I love to annoy you guys with these long, hyper-induced author's notes. *Accent* It giiiives me pleasure. Okay, now onto the real....stuff....(I have such a way with words :p). This story, er FANFIC, is going to include alot of pasts and flashback stuff, not nescisarly (Dude, can someone help me spell that word? :P ) Zigzag's. Squids past will be discussed alot, more and more as he's becoming a main character along with Ricky. Also, Magnet's, and then Zero's, when that 'lil cutie comes along. Once again, these next few chapter's are gonna' be short, as I like to "Bulid Up The Plot" or whatever they call it in English class.
No-No-NO! I hate commercials! He was just about to announce the last girl that got to stay with him, on Joe Millionare! I hope It's Linda....:p
I own, "I'm Sure The Sky Is Blue", well, I wrote it. This one actually is a song :p If you want to read the whole song, again, tell me, and I'll send it to you or something. Nosilla, what is your msn address? I'll send "They Don't Know" to you on there, if you want. The song is supposed to reflect what Ricky WISHES was happening, instead of what is. So, it's like reverse psycology...except not....
Chapter 9: I'm Sure The sky Is Blue
____________________
~"Well, I looked up. Up into the sky. Saw the blue bright reign, stretching across the sky so high. Just wait for a rainbow, let it's specrum show. Let the color's shine and flow."~
There was defintly NOT any rainbow. To make a rainbow, you need rain, Ricky knew that much. He sighed heavily as he dug his rusty shovel into the cracked, thirsty dirt. Nothing much happened. He sighed again, and jumped on the shovel, which sent him sprawling backwords to the ground. The other's laughed at him, as did Mr. Sir, saying, "Get used to it boy, you gonna' be doing it every day for the next 26 months."
~"Well, I know heaven's singing, and the heavenly bells are ringing. The angel's lookin' down on me, singing
Blue Skies ahead, well, I said, Blue skies ahead. Not a cloud in the sky, watching my life spin away. Blue skies, they say. That's what the angel's singin'. Blue skies today, well, I'm sure the sky is blue today."~
He got up again, wondering suddenly if all this hot sun could make him delusional, or sick. Maybe he could even get sun poisoining. Well, he never had been prone to get sun burn, usually he just got a tan. Maybe he had nothing to worry about. Trying not to discourage himself, he pushed the shovel back into the ground, which craked a bit, and finally an indent was made.
'Only 1,000 more to go.' he thought solomley.
~"Well, I heard someone once say, 'The grass is greener on the other side. So I say, why not just make my grass green? Just jump outta' my way, It's a new day, so I'm commin' in. It's this new way, that the world's begun. Things may change, but the skies always gonna' be blue."~
"Get your water, girl scouts!" Mr. Sir yelled out to the boys who were all starting to jump out of their holes to get their canteens..er, water bottles, filled with water. He, however, was having some difficulty getting out of his hole, which he had dug reasonibly fast for a newbie.
He let out a sigh of defet as he slumped back down into his hole after trying for the 8th and last time to succsesfuly, and with no avail, get out of his hole. He finally fet a hand on his shoulder. He twitched a bit, and then looked up to see that it was Squid, who was now holding a hand out to him to help him out of his hole. Ricky sighed gratefully, and took his hand.
~"Fly, Fly, Fly. Go on and soar up to those angel's, put on your wings. Fly so high you've broken the sky. Fly into the rainbow, soar into the spacious sea. Go up into the clouds at night, and watch the sparkling twighlite break into the night, and watch the sun go down, the colors taking flight. Watch the sun come up, up into the blue sky, spreading all of it's warmth and glow, to the lord and heaven's 'low. Just as sure as I am, the sky is blue."~
"So Ricky, how's your first hole feeling? Got some blister's?" Mr. Sir asked him, as he took his water bottle from him and began to fill it with water. Ricky licked his lips, they were as dry as the barren desert they were digging in.
"Yeah, he's got some blister's alright." Squid said, looking at his hands. They were raw and bloody. ZigZag nearly fainted at the sight of them. What if they got infected?
"Don't worry about them." Mr. Sir said, as if reading his mind, which freaked him out even more, "Everything turns to callous."
'Yay.' He thought.
~"Well, up in heaven those angel's are singing, the sky is already blue. Those great big doors to heaven, are open just waiting for you. Well, I said, those doors can wait, 'cause I'm just here watchin' the sky go by. And maybe tomorow, I'll wake up and say, 'Well, maybe today the sky'll be grey.'. Well, It'll always be blue, I'm so sure. The angel's are still waiting at that open door, I'm sure that the sky'll always be blue."~