-The MIA Chronicles-
By: Violet Dawson
And now, the thanks to all my reviewers out there in TV Land.
GreyLadyBast: You are right, I shall never be evil and hold chapters hostage for reviews. ::brings out more chocolate:: ok? Also, while I would much rather attend OFUM then the community college I currently grace with my presence, I would never, never, never copy it. The last thing I need is Miss. Cam and an army of mini-balrogs after me, not to mention all of the loyal OFUM fans. So I'm going to ask you a favor, please keep reading and if in a couple of chapters you still think it's too OFUM-ish, I'll write Miss. Cam and ask her what she wants me to do. Does this sound like a plan?
Lady Eternal Cosmos Illus: (aka, Miss Anna) Your review had me laughing all day. Seriously now, it is very bad to start cracking up in your interpersonal communications class for no apparent reason. People tend to look at you oddly, oh well, peoples give me odd looks anyways. Would you like me to put Xel in here for ya? I can, in fact I was planning too, but it's nearer then end and for now all I can say is "that is a secret" ::evil grin:: Why is it so much fun to write stories about people that you actually know? I dunno, but it is!!! BTW, everyone here should clap for Anna for her generosity at letting me steal her for this story. ::claps and pokes everyone else until they do as well::
Ihni: Jenna and Anna live three hours away. Jenna in Ohio and Anna in Michigan. Though if they had their way, they'd live three minutes away instead of three hours. Thanks for your continued reviews!
Jenna shoved the chair away from the computer desk, grabbed the letter and ran around the house trying to find a pen. Managing to bump into the family dog on the way.
The dog, used to Jenna's unpredictable moods, simply walked over to a safer corner and gave her an injured look.
Shuffling through this, that, and the other thing she finally found what she was looking for and scribbled a quick note to her mom on the back of the MIA letter.
Mom,
Went to rescue Anna from the MarySues.
If blondes come by carrying lightsabers, DON'T OPEN THE DOOR.
Yes, I know this sounds crazy.
No, I'm not trying to get out of Raimer's class.
Love, Jenna
With that done Jenna grabbed her keys and started out for Michigan.
Two and a half hours later Jenna had decided that driving was not nearly as fun as she always thought it was.
In fact, there were exactly one hundred and seventy-nine other things she'd rather be doing then driving. Turning the radio up and rolling down the window she forced herself to stay awake, yup, she was definitely taking the Greyhound back to Cleveland. If she made it back to Cleveland, best not to think about that.
And so went the thought process of one very tired 17 year old, it is meant to be confusing, if you understand it you should be very, very afraid.
Looking up at the exit signs, Jenna smiled sleepily, two more miles and she'd be pulling into Anna's driveway.
Ten minutes later she was doing just that, humming the hallelujah chorus as the door opened and someone stood inside it to greet her.
"Miss Anna! Am I glad to see you!" Jenna yelled, forgetting caution as she stepped out of her car and started up the driveway.
The shadow in the door didn't say anything but waved, and moved to allow her entrance into the house. Jenna finished her walked up to the front door and started babbling; "Anna, I'm so glad you're safe! I need to talk to you about the MIA..."
She was cut off mid-babble as she stepped inside and witnessed what was anything but a welcoming scene.
Two blondes armed with lightsabers sat on the couch with one very peeved and bound Anna between them.
Anna was currently yelling a stream of obscenities that could fill the hole in the ozone layer, but she stopped when she saw her friend standing open- mouthed just inside the door.
"Oh, hello Jenna! If it wouldn't be too much trouble maybe you could explain to me what in the world's going on because I'm awfully confused."
Or at least that's what it translated to, Anna's version made the Sues turn several shades of red.
Jenna, somewhat more used to her friend's ranting picked her mouth up off the ground and calmly replied.
"Um...you remember that letter that you thought I sent you? I didn't...yeah, that's pretty much sums it up."
The third Sue, who was hiding behind Jenna out on the porch came as close as a Sue ever does to snorting.
She shoved Jenna further into the room, and, with MarySue abilities unknown to lesser mortals, soon had her in a similar state as Anna, flung over her shoulders and headed back towards the door. This was amazing enough, but becomes stupendous when you realize that she did it all without dropping her lightsaber.
"Alright ladies," said Sue #3 "let's go, our work here is done."
TBC...
A/N: Ok, I dunna know why I pictured raiding MarySues to have lightsabers, but it sounded good in my head, so what do you know? It's on the paper! Again, please read and review and I promise another chapter as soon as I get the time and inspiration. I have Thursday and Friday off of college for mid-term break and unless my mom surprises me with permission to drive to Michigan, I'll more then likely have more for you to read before the weekend. All my loyal reviews should be expecting elves on their doorsteps delivering chocolate soon, if you don't get yours, take it up with the elves.
By: Violet Dawson
And now, the thanks to all my reviewers out there in TV Land.
GreyLadyBast: You are right, I shall never be evil and hold chapters hostage for reviews. ::brings out more chocolate:: ok? Also, while I would much rather attend OFUM then the community college I currently grace with my presence, I would never, never, never copy it. The last thing I need is Miss. Cam and an army of mini-balrogs after me, not to mention all of the loyal OFUM fans. So I'm going to ask you a favor, please keep reading and if in a couple of chapters you still think it's too OFUM-ish, I'll write Miss. Cam and ask her what she wants me to do. Does this sound like a plan?
Lady Eternal Cosmos Illus: (aka, Miss Anna) Your review had me laughing all day. Seriously now, it is very bad to start cracking up in your interpersonal communications class for no apparent reason. People tend to look at you oddly, oh well, peoples give me odd looks anyways. Would you like me to put Xel in here for ya? I can, in fact I was planning too, but it's nearer then end and for now all I can say is "that is a secret" ::evil grin:: Why is it so much fun to write stories about people that you actually know? I dunno, but it is!!! BTW, everyone here should clap for Anna for her generosity at letting me steal her for this story. ::claps and pokes everyone else until they do as well::
Ihni: Jenna and Anna live three hours away. Jenna in Ohio and Anna in Michigan. Though if they had their way, they'd live three minutes away instead of three hours. Thanks for your continued reviews!
Jenna shoved the chair away from the computer desk, grabbed the letter and ran around the house trying to find a pen. Managing to bump into the family dog on the way.
The dog, used to Jenna's unpredictable moods, simply walked over to a safer corner and gave her an injured look.
Shuffling through this, that, and the other thing she finally found what she was looking for and scribbled a quick note to her mom on the back of the MIA letter.
Mom,
Went to rescue Anna from the MarySues.
If blondes come by carrying lightsabers, DON'T OPEN THE DOOR.
Yes, I know this sounds crazy.
No, I'm not trying to get out of Raimer's class.
Love, Jenna
With that done Jenna grabbed her keys and started out for Michigan.
Two and a half hours later Jenna had decided that driving was not nearly as fun as she always thought it was.
In fact, there were exactly one hundred and seventy-nine other things she'd rather be doing then driving. Turning the radio up and rolling down the window she forced herself to stay awake, yup, she was definitely taking the Greyhound back to Cleveland. If she made it back to Cleveland, best not to think about that.
And so went the thought process of one very tired 17 year old, it is meant to be confusing, if you understand it you should be very, very afraid.
Looking up at the exit signs, Jenna smiled sleepily, two more miles and she'd be pulling into Anna's driveway.
Ten minutes later she was doing just that, humming the hallelujah chorus as the door opened and someone stood inside it to greet her.
"Miss Anna! Am I glad to see you!" Jenna yelled, forgetting caution as she stepped out of her car and started up the driveway.
The shadow in the door didn't say anything but waved, and moved to allow her entrance into the house. Jenna finished her walked up to the front door and started babbling; "Anna, I'm so glad you're safe! I need to talk to you about the MIA..."
She was cut off mid-babble as she stepped inside and witnessed what was anything but a welcoming scene.
Two blondes armed with lightsabers sat on the couch with one very peeved and bound Anna between them.
Anna was currently yelling a stream of obscenities that could fill the hole in the ozone layer, but she stopped when she saw her friend standing open- mouthed just inside the door.
"Oh, hello Jenna! If it wouldn't be too much trouble maybe you could explain to me what in the world's going on because I'm awfully confused."
Or at least that's what it translated to, Anna's version made the Sues turn several shades of red.
Jenna, somewhat more used to her friend's ranting picked her mouth up off the ground and calmly replied.
"Um...you remember that letter that you thought I sent you? I didn't...yeah, that's pretty much sums it up."
The third Sue, who was hiding behind Jenna out on the porch came as close as a Sue ever does to snorting.
She shoved Jenna further into the room, and, with MarySue abilities unknown to lesser mortals, soon had her in a similar state as Anna, flung over her shoulders and headed back towards the door. This was amazing enough, but becomes stupendous when you realize that she did it all without dropping her lightsaber.
"Alright ladies," said Sue #3 "let's go, our work here is done."
TBC...
A/N: Ok, I dunna know why I pictured raiding MarySues to have lightsabers, but it sounded good in my head, so what do you know? It's on the paper! Again, please read and review and I promise another chapter as soon as I get the time and inspiration. I have Thursday and Friday off of college for mid-term break and unless my mom surprises me with permission to drive to Michigan, I'll more then likely have more for you to read before the weekend. All my loyal reviews should be expecting elves on their doorsteps delivering chocolate soon, if you don't get yours, take it up with the elves.