Alright, I have internet now. If anyone wants the full story as to why I was gone for so long, check out my profile page. Anyways, as it says, I only have wordpad on this computer, so the format is really screwed up. I've decided, to make it a little easier to read, there will be a -- in front of the text when it's the start of a new paragraph, line break, etc. Also, forgive any spelling or grammar errors, as there is nothing to tell me when I make a boo-boo now.

Moving on... these are very random short stories again... this is probobly mainly what I'm going to be writing for a while, since it's summer break now. It really isn't going to be PE stories anymore, but I can promise random crap. But sheeze, I went away for a little more than a month, and when I got back, I had almost 2000 hits! Thank you to everyone for reading!

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I had an idea for a swimming story, but I forgot it, so this is here instead. My friends 'introduced' me to this new game? thing where when you're talking to someone on the phone, if they say 'what' and you say 'bitch' right afterwards, they have to be your, well, bitch for the rest of the day. Go figure. So this one is mainly about Krad trying VERY HARD to get Dark to say 'what'... oh, and the actual Krad wasn't involved in either of these stories, because she's in New York and Idaho or some place like that. If she's back yet, she hasn't called me, so I'm assuming she isn't.

Oh, another thing... this is the last one, I swear. The friend who told me about this is Takeshi, but it would be sorta wierd to have Takeshi happily chatting with Dark, so it's relayed by Daisuke. In actuality, my sister (who's really six years older than me) had nothing to do with it.

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What bitch?

--"Wait, what is the concept of this game?" Dark looked at Daisuke curiously.

--Daisuke sighed impatiently. "Takeshi was telling me about it. When you're on the phone with someone, if you say 'what' and they say 'bitch' right afterwards, you have to be their bitch for a day!"

--"Interesting," Dark said dismissively. He really didn't care.

--"There's a reason I'm telling you!" Daisuke squealed. "Krad knows about it!"

--Dark froze. This was not good. Before he could think about the horrors of being Krad's bitch, the phone rang. He considered ignoring it, but remembered that last time he had Krad had actually come over to his house. If I stay on my guard, I can probobly avoid saying it, Dark thought grimly. He walked over and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

--"Hello, Dark," a seductive voice answered.

--Crud, Dark thought desparingly. It really is Krad. "W-- I mean, how are you?" Dark corrected hurridly. Damn. gotta be more careful.

--"I saw something wierd on the internet today."

--"Really? Was it interesting?"

--"Yes."

--"How so?"

--"It made me think of you."

--"...why?" Dark gulped. Krad was trying to trick him into saying 'what' out of surprise; he had to prepare himself for what he was going to say.

--"You."

--That makes no sense... Dark thought to himself. "And by that, you mean..."

--"Pictures of you. I saw pictures of you."

--Dark gasped. He's lieing. He has to be. "Where?" Dark struggled to remain calm.

--"On some website. It looked like some freaky shrine or something."

--"Who was it!"

--"I think they went to our school... maybe if you asked, I'd remember the person's name."

--Dark was silent. So this is his plan... he though hurridly. It's gotta be a bluff...

--"I think your adress and phone number was on the page too."

--"...how do I know you're telling me the truth?"

--"Dark, would I lie to you?"

--"Yes! You lie to me all the time!"

--"Now Dark, do you really think that badly of me?"

--"If you really wanted to tell me the person's name, you'd just tell me! You're just trying to get me to say 'what'!" Dark's hand covered his mouth. Crud!

--Krad was silent, but it was a very satisfied silence. "...bitch." There was another long silence. "I'll come pick you up right now!" Krad sounded very happy.

--Dark hung up the phone, and started crying.

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An example of my bad spelling: I accidentally typed 'biuthdc' instead of 'bitch' and nearly didn't catch it. Be afraid, be very afraid.

Haha... poor Dark... anyways, this next one actually happened less than an hour ago. My mom asked me to take out the recycling, and as I was unlocking the gate, I notice a small spider snacking on a fly. When I opened the gate, the fly fell out of the spider's grasp, and I thought great, now I have an enemy. After recycling the crap, I relocked the gate, smashed and deposited the soda cans in a white trash can, and was about to go back inside when my mom dropped some newspaper at my feet and told me to recycle that too. As I unlocked the gate yet again, the first thought that popped into my head was Dear god this spider it gonna like eat me when I go to bed tonight, but this was my second thought.

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Spider's Revenge

--"Dark!" Emiko cried. "Take out the recycling!"

--Dark muttered and groaned, but did as he was told. He was carrying the small trash can outside and was about to unlock the gate when he noticed something. A small white spider had made it's home under the latch, and was eating what looked like a freshly caught fly. He totally disregarded this and opened the gate, causing the spider to lose it's dinner. Ignoring the spider frantically running around, he threw the crud in the recycling can and turned to go back inside. He had just locked the gate again when the back door opened and Emiko threw out some newspaper.

--"Recycle this too!" she called.

--Dark grumbled some more, but did it anyways. He barely noticed that the spider had finally settled down, and when he reopened the gate, had been sent flying. It scuttled around the ground, dodging Dark's feet as he disposed of the recycling, closed the gate, and stomped back inside.

--Dark climbed into bed, tired. He hadn't really thought about the spider when he was disrupting it/pissing it off, but now he felt kinda sorry for it. The thought left his mind as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Or rather, that's what would've happened if he hadn't heard a large thud right when he closed his eyes. He shot up, turned on the light, and nearly screamed. "K-krad!" he stuttered. "What are you doing here?"

--"I was hired," he said simply.

--"By who?"

--"A little white spider. It said something about you making it lose it's hard-earned dinner."

--Dark stared at Krad. "Since when were you a mercenary!" he gasped.

--Krad snorted. "I'm not going to kill you. Just... punish you."

--Dark gulped. He almost preferred death to whatever Krad was planning. Krad started moving towards him, and a sudden thought struck Dark. "Wait, how the hell do you get hired by a friggin' spider!"

--Krad stopped. "He asked me, of course."

--"Wait-- what--" Krad's answer hadn't helped at all, and he had started moving again. "How does it pay you?" Dark desperately tried to stall for time.

--Krad was right in front of Dark now, and grinned deviously. "Pay me? Dark, honestly, I'd do this for free. All I needed was an excuse." Before Dark could reply, Krad pushed him back onto the bed.

--Dark whimpered.

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Lets leave the rest up to your imaginations...

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