Disclaimers: don't own em. That's that.
Lj watched from inside the car as the titans dealt with the robots. Smash, bang, crunch. Over and over again. Man was it boring! Finally, slade showed up. Lj gaped at the man before getting out of the t-car.
"slade!"
Lj glared at Robin. "that's it? that's the reason you dragged me down here? For a stupid man who's afraid of the sun!"
Slade growled. "I am not afraid of the sun."
"then how come you're hiding in the shadows? Huh?" his eyes widened. "are you a vampire?"
"no."
Lj blinked, before noticing his colors. "pink? You dress up in pink? How lame is that?"
"it's orange!"
"and what's with the Dark Vader mouth? How do you eat in that thing? More importantly, how do you go to the bathroom? Is there a trap door?"
"NO!"
Lj and bb began snickering. "you mean you pee on yourself?"
An anime vain appeared on Slade's forehead.
"No! I take off the suit!"
"and I bet you have pink boxers to go with that pink suit."
"IT'S ORANGE!"
"how come you keep goin after robin? huh? Do you like him?"
Robin hid behind Starfire, while Slade growled louder.
"NO! I HATE HIS GUTS!"
"ooo….you like him."
"I DO NOT!"
"you like him a lot."
Slade grabbed Lj by the shirt. Now, most people would be begging for their lives if they were in his position, but not Lj. In fact, he was laughing.
"why I outta -"
"dude, I can think of plenty things you outta do, taking that stick out of your butt bein one of 'em, but that don't mean you gonna do it."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH! I HATE KIDS!"
Lj smiled cheerfully. "you know what they say. The first step is admitting you have a problem."
More short stories!
This one tells just how goofy my mom is.
We were in the living room, and I'm sitting on my bro's computer desk. She slaps my leg and tells me to get down. I roll my eyes before jumping down, only to gape at my mom as she gets on the desk.
"mom you are so…weird."
She blinks. "no. I'm mom. Not weird. Are you feeling okay?"
"uh! Be serious!"
"I don't wanna be serious. I wanna be Sally."
"fine! I'll be George."
She pouts. "why can't I be George?"
"because you're Sally!"
"Well aren't you Mrs. Obvious."
I stomp out of the room, and I hear mom calling up to me.
"ALRIGHT! YOU CAN BE GEORGE! HAPPY?"
This one shows how predictable we can be at times.
Dumb had bought an entertainment center at Wal-Mart, and was setting it up in his room. mom came in and stared at him. brand new entertainment center and he was putting skateboard stickers on it!
"you got it covered in stickers already?"
Dumb glares at her as his friend stupid starts laughing. "that's just what stupid said." I come in from my room a few minutes later and blink.
"you got it covered in stickers already?"
"yall can kiss my ass!"
Mom pops him one. "watch your language you little shit."
"eh, bite me." he mumbles.
"WHAT WAS THAT?"
"nuttin."
She smirks. "that's what I thought."
A few minutes later, Lj comes in.
"you got it covered in stickers already?"
He growls in aggravation. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? BE OBVIOUS DAY?"
"isn't it obvious?" I deadpan.
"don't be a smart ass." he yells at me.
Silence…and then Lj speaks up.
"her ass is smart?"
I laughed so hard I fell to the floor.
This shows how stupid my fights with dumb's girlfriend, Sissy, can be.
I glare at Sissy in front of me. one thing was obvious. I was pissed.
"how could you do this to me sissy? How could you betray me like this?"
She blinks. "like what?"
I pull at her blue t-shirt.
"BLUE! You're wearing my color!"
"but -"
"I thought we had discussed this sissy. Your color is pink and mine is blue. Now, I am wearing my color, but are you wearing yours? No! you're wearing mine! I can't believe this! You don't see me prancing around, wearing pink, do you? NO!"
"that's because you hate it!"
"exactly! And now, since you've worn my color, its gonna have pink cooties, and unless I go buy some bleach, its gonna stay that way. Thanks to you, my color is contaminated!"
"what the hell are you talking about?"
"I…DON'T…KNOW!"
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I'm at my friends house, once again, gotta keep the language clean. Which is hard, seeing how every other word that comes out of my mouth is either fuck, damn, shit, or bitch.