Here is the rest of the fluff, in the following four chapters. My laptop recovery has officially been successful, and in celebration of this wondrous event, I am posting TWO new chapters (in the normal storyline, of course) instead of just one, and I shall do all in my power to post a new chapter once a week on both stories! Unfortunately, review response has been officially deemed a sin on the site, though the alternative they gave us, I respect, so there are no complaints here! However John, because you must be a registered user, we cannot continue our conversation here. However, feel free to contact me through email, if you like! with all of that out of the way, I present to you the story!

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"Darkness Absolute"

By: Von Stupor

Chapter D

Dennis bound in the door after a long day of work to see Von Stupor and Packrat in the upstairs living room watching television.

"These TV shows aren't short enough!" ranted Packrat. "They're taking forever to go off and get the time to 7:00!"

"Today wasn't any slower at work, either!" Dennis agreed.

"'Tis only a matter of time before we finally go back from whence we came!" Von Stupor added.

"So, what should we do to pass the time?" Dennis asked.

"I'm too excited to do anything, we should just wait!" suggested Packrat.

And so the three sat, watching television. Shows came and went, and yet their attention was hardly spent on them, rather the upcoming arrival of Sean, the one who would finally recover Dennis's laptop data, thusly allowing him to finally resume posting his typed fanfiction. In time, 7:00 arrived, and so their pee-pee dancing had commenced. They eagerly sat and took turns peeking out the window. Dolimus would occasionally call up to request the status of Sean's arrival. Before long, a half hour passed, and the three had since stopped looking out the window.

"I think I'll sleep to help pass the time," Dennis thought, and laid his head down on the couch.

Suddenly, he woke up to hear his grandmother saying, "I don't think your friend is coming tonight."

The clock said 8:30. Packrat and Von Stupor were nowhere to be seen.

"Yeah, I guess so," replied Dennis, and went downstairs for the night.

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The next day after work, Dennis had recieved an email from Sean.

""I'm really sorry, I got swarmed with homework,'" Dennis quoted the message to his guests in the basement. "He really had a lot of stuff to do, and couldn't show up. I probably ought to give him my contact info, ha ha."

"So that means we're not going back?" asked Packrat irritably.

"It means we can't try to get you back yet."

"When will he try again?" Dolimus wondered.

"Who knows? But I'll wait as long as it takes."