I don't own Mad About You its by Bachelor Girl. As a matter of fact, the song itself isnt all that grand, but the lyrics remind me of Point of No Return...once you read you'll understand why.
Three important things have happened to me lately, one is I was accepted as a dancer in the Common Wealth Games Closing Ceremony(Yep! I got in! So the chick you see up the back going left when everyone else is going right...thats me). Two is that the roses at the front of my house have just started blooming (Three apricot and one red one are now in vases on my window sill). And three, my cat is pregnant and due any day now(Squee! Little Chianti's! I'm gonna be a mother!).
Here is my exam schedule in a couple of weeks, oddly enough, these are most likely the days I will be updating, though that makes sense as it means I can study on the other days (God knows I need to).
Friday 28th October: English at 9-12:15
Monday 31st October: Biology at 9-10:45 and Further Maths 1 at 11:45-1:30
Tuesday is the Melbourne Cup
Wednesday 2nd November: Further Maths 2 at 11:45-1:30
Thursday 3rd November: Psychology at 9-10:45 and Literature 3-5:15
Chemistry 11th November: Chemistry at 9-10:45
Now you know why I've been panicking all this time. Cheers, Adibug
IflyNAVY: I never sleep, even if I want to, its an ongoing problem...Sleep, thou sweet respite doth elude my eyes, and so to Erik I turn
Fantome de l'Opera: What is Gerry doing drunk?
Des Ires: I love what you're doing with your phic lately, the plot thickens...In reguards to your question, I dont know if making love is the right term for this relationship, to me "sharing a bed" seems to fit better (I'm fasticious with the way my words work) and in reply its fairly safe to say almost every night or day (Iam a faithful follower of Theatre hours, late to bed and late to rise, think 2 am to 11 am for "sleeping" Hopefully I can work the story to explain it a little better soon
sapphire-aria: Oh I would dearly have loved to throw that in his face, but Christine is an unmentionable topic in the House beside the lake...I do like it though, I'll save it for some future date.
Lord Dogma: Welcome! I'm delighted to recieve your reviews! Cheesegraters and cloaks are on the hat stand in the fyer, help yourself. But isnt it meant to be woe is Dogma?
Cap'n Meg: (hands her rum) My second last day of school today! Ever!
Phantomluvr: I hate colds, and tonsilitis, Adi is flipping cos its her second last day of school for ever and ever! The rabbit thing is (deep breath) a friend of mine made up about these evil rabbits plotting to take over tyhe world for another friend of mine who told me, and talcum powder is the only way to protect yourself, we were camping at the time so our whole cabin was ceremoniously dusted with powder, throghout the night we also decided they had razor sharp teeth, carrot coloured eyes and the next day when we went for a wander along some of the paddocks we found a rabbits body and a few metres away, its head, we went into hysterics and decided they had removable heads, it was scarily hilarious.
Twistedeverywayforerik: Try having them all in your head all day!
Kiss of Darkness: Ha ha! you're cold! Now I'm just waiting to get to the beach!
Queenofinsanity: Yep, they're crazy alright (ducks pencils being thrown at her head...ouch)
blackmagik13: Sane? You actually think I'm sane? (imitates the Grinch) Wrongo!
PJBG: My friend Mel is addicted to Aragorn, I like him as Strider, but I LOVE Faramir, I have all three movies on DVD, all the books including the Hobbit and Sillmarilion (or however you spell it, still fighting my way through) and the third soundtrack I have 3 very odd younger brothers
Estelle Tiniwiel: Yes, the plot is slow, if i could update more often it would probably move faster but I cant, and there are some things ive written which simply wont fit once I really get the Ripper ball rolling. But I finally figured the damn thing out! Horay for slacking off in maths!
Phantomfreak07: Thats right I do, you ant one? You can have Jacques if you like, or maybe Holmes? (He's a chauvanist and I'm a feminist so there are several arguments reccuring in my house)
Sirrius's Sister: yes, I do love my muses, though they are annoying at times, they were clamourng to be let out and I thought, what better place than my phic?
Baby-Vixen: I know what you mean and welcome! Jacques is the embodiment of everything I am when I'm on stage, and everythign I hate normally (like shoes)
PhantomLover05: Nothing is more annoying is it? You would think people would understand!
La Phantom: Yep, thats prtty uch how my mind works, me being dramatic and over the top, and them being...well, them
mrs.malfoy: I spend more time mcking around in my frees than I do studying, been like that all year
Mlle. Opera Ghost: Strange, about your brother I mean, he kinda sounds like he's get one with some of mine
MasqueradingThroughLife: I love my muses ...well I love Liedro and...yeah all of them, but he's the one I'd marry(this coming from the commitment a phobic) One can never have too many muses, being able to keep up with them all is another story however
Reltistic: (Shan gives her a hg) Aw...ye is right sweet tesay tha Miss Ari (I thinkhe's got a crush on you Rel)
eriksangelofvoice: Shaun will always be my little baby! My brothers are all growing up so I need someone to cuddle and spoil and fear not, I get onwith the erik in my head just as well as you do with yours
Pre chapter entertainment by special guest writer Josh Saunders…(My guitar playing brother, be afraid…be very afraid…)
Josh slunk into the room with the agility of a badger (Schlunk!). Adi was at work, working like some hard worker person, busy as a beaver, busy as a bee, busy as a beaver made of bees. Now was the perfect opportunity…
He switched on the computer with his fingers calloused with the many hours of guitar playing (Josh Saunders, Live from my Bedroom Floor, coming soon to a CD player near you). After searching through mounds of Phantom pornography stockpiled on her laptop, he stumbled across an interesting looking file, entitled "Josh do not ever under any circumstances open this phile or else I will force you to watch the Phantom of the Opera over and over and over again etcetera, etcetera"
Like any other sane sixteen-year-old male, he ran screaming from the room and cried like a baby. After recovering from shock and a three-day coma, he returned home to find Adi still at work "convenient".
(Switch to 1st person POV)
I turned on the computer again, after searching through mounds of Phantom pornography stockpiled on her laptop, I stumbled across an interesting looking file, entitled "Josh do not ever under any circumstances open this phile or else I will force you to watch the Phantom of the Opera over and over and over again etcetera, etcetera"
Like any other sane sixteen-year-old male, I ran screaming from the room and cried like a baby. After recovering from shock and a three-day coma, I returned home to find Adi still at work "convenient".
With Adi still at work (very convenient) I got as far as opening the phile this time, and after reading something which shall never be repeated, and successfully scarred me for life, I stumbled across Adi's previous attempts at pre chapter entertainment, what I found was neither pre-chapter nor entertaining. After realising there was actually a chapter following the pre chapter entertainment, I quickly revised my statement and it became just plain non-entertaining. Attempting to rectify the situation, I sat down and began writing my own pre chapter entertainment.
Yes I can see it now, up in lights PRECHAPTER ENTERTAINTMENT BY JOSHUA SAUNDERS it's both original and factual! So here you go!
Now for some dastardly opening theme music (presses play)
"Lollypop, lollypop ooh lolly lolly lolly lollypop"
Hmm…not quite as dramatic as I had hoped (presses play again)
Flight of the Valkyries "Dun da da dun dun! Dun da da dun dun! Dun da da dun dun! Dun da da dun!"
No this sucks (presses skip, Dammit by Blink 182 begins)
Much better, now that's quality theme music, and so begins Josh's pre chapter entertainment.
Starring! Kevin the Hermit Crab and his Undersea Band!
Jeremy the Wonder Midget
Jeff Penguin PI (Penguin, Jeff Penguin)
And of course smart, sexy, musically talented, musically/medically ambitious hero of the pre chapter entertainment…
JOSH! (yes that's right, me)
Hmm…
Um…(scratches head)
I wish I had one of those muse thingies Adi has…
Let me try something (deep breath) Muses Appear!
…Nothing
Open Sesame!
…Still nothing
Open Says Me!
While waiting for inspiration, I pulled up Adi's review panel and scanned down the list of reviewers
Hmm…PhantomFreak07…The Mega-Doomer…eriks-black-cape…Cap'n Meg…naomipoe, 29, married, 2 kids, cooks, sounds right in my league.
I pulled up my hotmail
s a u n d y s a u n d y s a u n d y h o t m a i l . c o m (add me!)
To Naomi, (and I proceeded to pen one of the most romantic love letters of my entire life)
Dearest Naomi, shining like a jewel in an Ethiopian's ear…
How you doin'!
I saw you the othah night and you was like…damn girl! You look so fine swing by my swinging pad and I'll show you how to swing…
From 1sexybihatch
I was about to hit "Send" when what I thought was a magical rainbow goblin appeared on my shoulder, dressed in a white robe with a halo and a shining golden Fender Stratocaster. Something told me that this was a non-existent vision of a metaphorical representation of conscience (did that sound intelligent?), but I disregarded it.
"Don't send it Joshua!" the little man cried
I quickly replied, "Are you a leprechaun?"
"You'll get sued for sexual harassment"
"A pixie?"
"Adi will lose one of her best reviewers!"
"Jeremy the Wonder Midget?"
The little dude sighed, "No Joshua, I am not Jeremy the Wonder Midget, I am a non existent vision of a metaphorical representation of conscience"
I promptly started drooling and sparks flew out of my ears.
"Hey dude! Snap out of it!" on my other shoulder another little dude had appeared, wearing a red jumpsuit and carrying a Flying V in the shape of a trident (mm…pointy!)
"God?"
"Jeremy the Wonder Midget's closer"
"Satan?"
"It'll do, send the mail kid,"
I whispered to him, "But the guy on my other shoulder said I shouldn't"
The little red dude threw his guitar/trident at the white guy, he missed and it went through my ear, now I had a very cool guitar/trident earring…thing…it
"Damn…missed"
"Ooh you wanna fight Red Boy?"
"Bring it on Angel Face"
They both pulled out light sabres and jumped off my shoulders, after some blatant Matrix rip offs and special effects style bonanzas and lots of crazy shit using smoke and mirrors, they both fell to the ground, exhausted. I decided to step in, I pointed in the air "Oh look, an eagle!"
"Yeah, like were gonna fall for that" the answered simultaneously, at that moment an eagle swooped down and carried them both off in its talons.
"Yay! Now I have no conscience…ez!"
After several minutes of rampant sexual acts that are both difficult to perform and illegal in many countries, I came to the conclusion that perhaps having no conscience wasn't such a good idea.
I looked at my options:
Go back in time and stop them from fighting
Or
Go on a wondrous magical adventure to snatch them from the claws of Evil
Yes, my Jedi powers told me that the eagle's name was Evil, as well as projecting several dirty pictures in my mind.
Mud
Sandpits
Dirt
Jelly wrestling with naked supermodels
Mud…yup
And thus…the stage is set for an epic sub adventure involving Jedi powers, mad guitar solos, jelly wrestling, and of course, Kevin the Hermit Crab and his Undersea Band!
God do me a favour and pull up a review page now and type the poor guy a few lines of appreciation before you read my chapter. I promised him he'd get some kind of response…Thanks, you guys are the best readership a phan could have (and I mean that)
xXx
Adriana was sitting atop the back of Apollo's Lyre, leaning her back against one of the wings, a bunch of Forget-Me-Nots spread across her lap, she was twisting them into a wreath and twining others into plaits in her hair. She was humming softly to herself in a melancholy tune as she played, it had been a while since she had enjoyed the feeling, there was a great solace in the kind of sweet sadness that enveloped her as she balanced on the cold granite statue. She had no real reason to feel sad, but she was enjoying it anyway. Erik slipped out from the shadows and watched her for a moment, a rare smile of tenderness crossing his distorted lips, he made to walk over to her but halted when she lifted her blonde head to gaze over Paris and began to sing.
"I know that you feel it, deep inside
But you just wont admit it
You've got too much pride
Don't deny what's in your heart
You're safe with me
All your love is locked away
Won't you set it free"
Erik halted, then whirled himself around behind another statue, pressing himself to the carved stone to listen to the sad, desperate song she was serenading herself with.
"I endured the sleepless nights, filled with doubt
And I tried to comprehend, why you shut me out
If you're scared darling, just let me know
You just gotta understand, how I love you so"
Erik's chest felt like it was being ripped in half, was she singing this for him?
"Mad about you
I feel a tide of love crash over me
And I know the feeling
Is mutual but you just wont let it be
Mad about you
Lost beyond the point of no return
Dancing in the flame until we burn
Mad about you"
Adriana stood and flung a handful of tiny blue flowers across the sky, then wrapped her arms around one of the wings, letting the wind whip her hair around her face.
"I don't want to play the fool anymore
And I'm tired of watching you
Walk out that door
Every time I reach for you, you turn away
This whole game has gone to far
To last another day"
No, Erik realised, this was not aimed at him, he frowned, there was something about it however…
"Mad about youI feel a tide of love crash over me
And I know the feeling
Is mutual but you just wont let it be
Mad about you" She rested her chin on her folded arms, tapping one foot behind her in time to a song no one in this time but her had ever heard.
"Lost beyond the point of no return
Dancing in the flame until we burn"
"Little Wraith," Erik slipped around from the gargoyle. Adriana's head snapped around, sending Forget-Me-Nots flying out into the cool Parisian air.
"Hello, who're you calling little?"
Two elegant steps up dead granite and Erik towered over her, black cloak snapping in the stiff breeze, Adriana looked up into his sunken eyes, a good foot and a half over her 5'6" frame, (technically it should be in metric for me, but feetsounds better). "Oh,"
Standing behind her, Erik wrapped firm cold hands around her wrists, black arms crossing over her chest to take her green clad limbs, toying slowly with the gold lacing running down the length of her arms. "Come with me," his teeth nipped the top curve of her ear, she leant against him in response, feeling the Angel's voice purring in his chest.
"Where are we going?"
His hands grasped her arms and he spun her around little by little, molten amber stones shadowed deep in his eye sockets raked her round figure. Long sleeved green and gold corset covering her arms down to her fingers from the cold November air, calf length black skirt whipped around her pale legs, to simple black velvet slippers. "Down there," his hands slid down and rested on her hips, drawing her closer into him.
"What for?" she murmured, her eyes fluttering closed as Erik's fingers danced sensuously over her skin.
"I want to hear that song again,"
The grey eyes opened, "Erik it's a terrible song, I don't even know why I was singing it,"
"The melody is appalling, agreed, but the lyrics at least hold some promise," his fingertips continued their graceful ballet over her nerves, teasing her.
"You really want to hear it again?" she asked, shaking her head disbelievingly, sending another sprinkle of Forget-Me-Nots over Paris.
"Yes," he hissed beautifully, gaze travelling slowly down from her eyes to the rest of her full shape, "Among other things…"
Holding both her stocky palms in his long fingered clasp, Erik stepped back down from the icy granite Lyre. Adriana pulled away one hand to brace herself against a wing as she slipped down. As soon as her feet hit the base, she found herself pinned by Erik's lethally long body. He was so tall, so thin, so impossibly real, his hands found the strings of her corset and she gave a half sigh of desperation as his digits began the gentle seductive task of unlacing her, he was real all right. A complication of loose ties dripped over his hands as he splayed his fingers across her torso, burning her alive with ice.
"You…" Erik pressed up against her, twisted lips far too close to hers, both their chests rising and falling unevenly in patterns of desire, "You are my madness…"
Josh: No offence meant to sexy Naomi.
Your resigned Authoress: I have no control over my brother, the only thing I could control were his spelling mistakes. Now go ahead, finish the other half of your review.
Josh: This is the first time I've ever written anything, so be cool and review, Naomi…call me.
Authoress: Like I said, no control (beats her head against her desk)