The Mercers were famous for taking care of those who got on their nerves.
My take on a sister fic…
First and Last chapter :
Bobby's thoughts
Holy shit IT woke me up at five fucking AM in the morning. I mean, what the fuck is up with it! I'm a growing guy I need my beauty sleep….fuck it's so annoying!
Jerry's thoughts
It's looking at me…It's so stupid….It's laughing now. Some sort of joke I assume…what the fuck goes through It's head? It's looking at Jackie, he's getting extremely uncomfortable with it here. I can see why Bobby gets away with his gay jokes now. I mean, the kid's practically leaping at the chance to get away from him. I think I saw him sitting in Bobby's lap earlier. Then again…if It looked at me like that, I'd feel the same way….
Angel's thoughts
Oh my god…It just messed up my room! IT MESSED UP MY ROOM. My books, my clothes. They've all been rearranged. Even my condoms are gone! IT MUST DIE.
Jack's thoughts
Oh no…oh no…it's coming this way….
"Hi Jakkkkieeeee" it says in such an annoying voice that my ear drums are threatening to burst.
"Umm….Hi…?" I reply backing up slightly.
It's coming towards me. Holy shit she's sitting on me! HELP! Angel came and shoved her off and grabbed my arm and we ran to my room.
"HOLY FUCK WHERE THE HELL IS MY GUITAR!" That bitch stuck her head in and had the neve to say "oh sorry, I used it for fire wood, we were running low!" That's it...she's going down!
Mary sue
Like Ohhhh my god. It's like, soooo great here. I mean everyone's just soooo amazing. And Jack's soooo hot. And I just loooove him sooooo much. I must make the brothers love me. I know! I'll pretend to get sick! Mom will make them take care of me!
Bobby
Great…she's feigning ill…is mom that dence…? She's not sick…god dammit… I have to listen to her….she wants me to give her a back massage…someone shoot me…
Jerry
She's manipulating Bobby…I can't believe he hasn't snapped yet…what the fuck…dammitt….I have to go get her food. I HATE THIS BITCH.
Angel
I don't care what anyone says, there is no way I'm going to give her alcohol. There's absolutely no way. I mean, she's high off Jackie anyway. The poor kid's being forced to hug her and she's going loopy, not to mention his favorite guitar was just used as kindling. I'm really tempted to just kill her right now to get him away from her….
Jackie
Cant breath….Cant breath….Cant breath….
Arms around neck...
help...
dying….dying….
Must kill her...first...
brothers
That's it, we're lighting her bitch ass on fire.
Out back
Mary Sue
Like oh my god look at my brothers they made me a cake!
brothers
Gas….pour….her…die….heehehhehehheehhheheehheeh
mary sue dies
WHEEE!
Windstar : thank you.