RE: Well, here's another crazy fic only it's based on a real life experience for
me. Enjoy! For Lady Starscream and AngeGardenvoir.
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Lady Starscream:
RE: Heheheh. Evil twin…
DD: You just had to say it didn't you?
RE: It's a good job you don't sue (not that I'm old enough to go to court) since I ain't got a lawyer.
As an answer to your offer in… was it Beautiful? I'd love you to be my editor but my friggin dad won't let me give my e-mail to anyone (grumble, grumble) since it's the family one, which totally sucks. Can't wait until I move out… gotta go three more years… I really appreciate it though. I'm sooo sorry. My life sucks. The moment I can I'll let you know. Thanks for all you reviews. o! :-( /cries/ Evil parents.
DD: Moron. Can't you do it anonymously through the private messages?
RE/perks up/ Oh god that sounded so wrong… anyhoo, can you? If we can then that should be OK with my folks. Hang on. I'll ask.
there is a moment of confusion as RE has conversation with annoying parents
RE/returns and sits back down at laptop/ That should be OK. We need to find out if that works. Oh and do you mind if it's just for my longer stories – I've never been very good at those, but I prefer to just write my oneshots and twoshots and just post them. Over to you, LS.
DD: She has this annoying habit of shortening names; I'm not Darkness Dragon, I'm DD; she's not Red-Eyes, she's RE; Sapphire225 is Saph; and now you're LS. Deal.
RE: Oh yeah, I almost forgot, in Beautiful, I'm afraid I can't say who was talking about who; I might post another chappie or a sequel and I don't wanna give any spoilers, or I might just leave it your very capable imagination…
AngeGardenvoir:
RE: Cree does know that the sun does rise in the east every day and the sun will one day turn into a supernova, but long before that it will turn into a red giant and we'll stop caring about the supernova bit coz we'll be crispy doesn't she?
DD: And we'll have stopped caring about that million of years before on account of being dead. Idiot. Why'd you tell her that anyway?
RE/shrugs/ I dunno, my science teacher says so, and he's a physics teacher. Anyhoo, thankies for the review, sorry, but I can't give you my e-mail coz it's a) got our last name in it and b) is my whole families' so my pop wouldn't let me. Soz hunnie.
And I ain't telling you who was talking abut who in Beautiful, I'm thinking about either writing a sequel or posting another chapter… when the plot bunny gives me another idea that is…
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Disclaimer: I own nothing remotely resembling anything famous.
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Avoid Lori's Temper at all Costs!
Lori walked up to the door.
She was in such a mood! How dare they all criticize her taste in habitat? It wasn't her fault she loved the city and hated the country. Men! They were all the same, even giant robots from outer-space.
Hot Shot ran up behind her.
"Lori, are you OK?" he asked.
She banged on the door, it wasn't opening.
"I'm… fine, Hot Shot," she growled.
It still wasn't opening.
"Erm Lori?"
"What?"
"You have to press the red button to open the door."
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Hot Shot walked into the control room looking terrified.
"Hot Shot! What happened?" Scattershot asked, helping the racer into a chair.
Hot Shot's voice was wavering slightly as he told them;
"Well I went to see if Lori was OK coz she looked a bit angry when she left, and when I got to her she couldn't open one of the doors so I reminded her how to do it…" he broke off, unable to continue.
"Come on Hot Shot, you can tell us," Optimus reassured him.
"Well I told her how to open the door and she turned around and shouted at me, she called me a heap of scrap that wasn't fit to even be a toaster and threw a spanner at me."
The Autobots nodded in horror, they had all been the subjects of Lori's temper tantrums at one point and knew how unnerving it was to have a small squishy thing shouting at you.
The doors opened to reveal Lori, looking extremely pissed off. She walked into the room and looked up at the stares she was receiving.
"WHAT!"
The Transformers scattered.
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RE: Well, it was a bit short and I have to say I don't think that this was one of
my best, but it was OK wasn't it? oh and another thing, you have to
hear… well read this, I was sitting in registration at my high school and I
sit beside my friend Greig for that, and he was talking about this girl
called Nicole who he's sort of friends with, and she wears those three
quarter length trousers that are supposed to be fashionable, and Greig
suddenly came out with;
"Do you think that Nicole looks better with her clothes off?"
I mean, can you believe it? he explained by saying that he meant when
she was wearing full lengths, but I've been teasing him about it for ages.
Hehehe.
DD: Stop hammering Greig.
RE: Why? It's fun. Oh and he once spelt gift as gilf!
DD: Shut up before I call The Ducks.
RE: Shuts up. /holds up sign/
Sign: Review please, if you don't review then I'll shoot you… with my water-
with-non-washable-paintball-shooter-attachment-gun of doom (as seen
in Beautiful)! Red-Eyes out!