What are you doing on the floor?

Ramblings of a mad fan girl. Mad fan girls. Mad fan people. Yes, I'm PC.

Summary/Disclaimer/Mad Ramblings: Firstly, I apologize for starting the story the same way as last time. I just really like it. Go figure. So, the floor thing? Well, let me tell you now. I may attempt to work it into several chapters, just to make it funny. Or not. It's really up to you. Well, not really, but I thought that sounded cool. I don't own anything. Not today. But someday. Yes, someday when I take over the world and hold Selene and co hostage until Len Wiseman & co give up their rights. Then I will own all! But, for now Len & co have the honors.

Me: Hell! It's not like he does anything interesting with them!

Myrisha: -nods- I know.

Me: You're only agreeing with me because you're a figment of my imagination.

Myrisha: It's true you know.

You know, I'm going to start giving thanks. Firstly; to whoever invented the internet. I praise you. Secondly; to whoever invented raspberry coke. I can't feel my spine! Thirdly; Jerry Bruckheimer. Is that even your name? Ah well, at least it's not Helgenburger. Aah, good times. Now, on with the story.

Chapter Two: Did you swallow a whale?

Aseawen wondered why everyone was staring at her.

"What?" She asked again. She looked at Anyanka, and tilted her head.

"I hate to break it to you Anya, but it seems you really ARE Anya."

Anya squeaked, and rushed to a mirror, which co-incidentally was full length and talked. Not in a creepy sense, but it was a gag mirror, so when Anya stood in front of it, it said things like, "Hey good lookin'." and "Rad man, totally rad."

Upon hearing the mirror, Aseawen ran over to it, "Ooh! Let me try!" She stood in front of it, but instead of saying the comments that it had said to Anya it said, "Damn girl, is that your real stomach, or did you swallow a whale?" Aseawen feigned hurt as Marie and Kalika laughed at her. She frowned, but as she looked at her reflection, she lightened up. "Oohh... I think I've become...hmm..." Aseawen thought through her Underworld fandom characters. "Myrisha perhaps..." She looked at the reflection staring back at her. "Yup. Definitely Myrisha." She then turned to Marie. "And I think you're Katya." She took in Marie's long brown hair and brown eyes, Anya's black hair and brown eyes, her own pale red hair and violet eyes and Kalika's brown hair with blonde streaks and dark brown eyes.

"Well." Kalika said. "This certainly is an interesting turn of events."

"You said it." Muttered Anya, jumping when she heard her own voice. "Wow! My accent rocks!" Marie looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "What? It does!"

Aseawen and Kalika were too busy comparing outfits to pay any attention to the others. "Wow! I have cleavage! This corset is fan-freaking-tastic! I could stand a pen up in here!" Aseawen noticed the look Kalika gave her. "Oh come on! I could!"

Kalika looked at how tight the corset was. "I hope you don't die in there." She inspected her own clothes, which consisted of a chocolate brown singlet and black jeans for lint, pulling off imaginary specks.

"I'm a vampire! I can't die! Well, except for the whole vulnerability to the sun thing...but I'm working on that!" Aseawen was adamant. Then she realized she was wearing leather pants.

"OH MY GAWD!" She jumped up and down, as well as one can in leather pants anyway. "I have LEATHER PANTS! You know what that means?" She asked Kalika.

"If it means that you'll shut up, I'll buy you a hundred pairs." Kalika muttered massaging her ears.

Aseawen frowned. "No, it means that I'm WEARING. LEATHER. PANTS. Leather pants! Isn't that great?"

"I'll leather you in a minute." Muttered Kalika. Hoping to distract Aseawen she pointed to a shiny burn on Aseawens' left hand, "How'd you get that?"

Aseawen frowned again. "When Myrisha...I mean I…I think...anyways when I was turned, I...she...uhh, Myrisha was so inebriated that she didn't even realize it had happened, so she woke up and tried to open the curtains."

"Ouch." Said Anya and Marie in unison, who after running out of things to say about their accents had started to listen to Kalika and Aseawen's conversation.

"Oh yeah." Said Aseawen. "Big ouch."

All of a sudden, they all went quiet. Anya rocked on her heels. Marie twiddled her thumbs. Kalika bit her lip. Aseawen sat down.

Then, in unison the other three asked, "What are you doing on the floor!"

R&R Please!

Bwahahaha! I did it! I asked what she was doing on the floor! Aah, good times.