DISCLAIMADOR: El bano es muy stinko! La K.A. Applegate es la writadora de
los Animorphos. Yo no soy. Yo soy una fanfictiona writadora. Yo no hablo
espanol muy bien! Yo no give-o a crap-o what you think-o either-o.
Okay. Now. Story time again!!!
This is dedicated to Wraithlord, Jikano-chan, Mortathar, and Anonymous-cat.
Enjoy, ma peeps!
Entry 3
Chapman got RAPED!
Huh. What do you know? Somebody actually found him attractive. Don't know why the hell he's crying though. Last night was his lucky break!...Honestly, there's just no pleasing some people!...
Got a note from the ship's psychiatrist an hour ago. Apparently Chapman has been in the fetal position for the past twenty minutes and won't speak to anybody under any sort of stimulus. They've even tried electric shocking, according to this note. Whooops! Probably shouldn't have left him out there as long as I did.
He'd been blubbering all day, so I gave him a generous vacation to recover from this...tragedy...yeah...it's sad, and...junk...
*sniff*
So I felt one hour would be sufficient.
Ah, well. Life goes on.
At least, for me it does, anyway. And I'm all that matters.
Am now working on my computer in my quarters.
He should be back soon. Dammit, where's my Starbucks Java?! It's 6 o'bloody clock now! He got off at 5!
*sob. sob* "V-visser?"
"Ah, good! Chapman! Where's my coffee?"
*sob, sob, sob.* "It...uhuuu huuu! It's right here! Oh my gosh!! AAAAHAAAAA! UUHUUUU!*
I glared at him. He had sobbed all over my cup and napkins. The coffee was cold! What kind of subordinate was he?!
(WAAAAAA!) I yelled at him, mockingly. He was being so annoying, though! (Somebody get the WAAAAMBULANCE!)
He stared at me in shock. Then he began to sob harder.
I slapped him with my tail.
"Knock it off!"
He sobbed softer.
I slapped him again.
"I said CUT IT OUT!!!" I screamed at him.
He stopped sobbing. *sniff, sniff, sigh*
(You know how lucky you are? Huh? Why the hell are you crying? You know how many losers in the Empire like you would like to get it in the...in the...never mind...and have an hour off?! Huh? Hah! And here I am, a Visser, and I have to work! Nooo! No rape compensation for me! And goodness knows I could get Alloran's fur highlights done with a bit of time!)
He nodded. "You...you're so right Visser. I...I'm so sorry!"
Ugh. He sobbed on my shoulder, wetting Alloran's fur.
Alloran squealed squeamishly in my head. "UUUUuuugh! Get him off meeee!!!"
I shoved Chapman away and he landed on the floor. He said. "I'm sorry. You're...uhuhuuu! You're quite right!" He lay there sobbing pathetically for a while.
I finished sipping my coffee through and threw the cup at his head. (Done! Dispose of that for me will you Chapman? There's a good boy...)
He managed to peel himself up off the floor, snot coming out of his nose. I shuddered as he wiped a long green bogie on the cup.
(Yyyyguuuu! Yyyyelch!)
It's amazing what I have to deal with on a regular basis!
I watched him leave the room with my stalk eyes. I noticed he was walking with his legs slightly apart, kind of treading very carefully.
(Uh...Chapman?)
He stopped, turned a little. "Yes Visser?" He squeaked a little.
(You haven't uh...been to the doctor yet, have you?)
"Oh. I...uh...no. I mean, with your coffee orders and the Andalite bandits and the pool schedule, there hasn't really been any sufficient time to-"
(Yeeees. Well... Just might want to get around to that. These human hosts get these nas-ty little diseases, you know...)
"Well, I mean, I don't really know when, since you have me working most of the time and-"
I went back to concentrating on the screen. (YEEEEeeeesss. I would simply love to talk to you about this, right now, but SO BUSY! So why don't you schedule something with the doctor, eh? Just not on MY time, huh?)
He nodded. "Y-yes Visser."
I turned and watched him leave. (Aww.) I thought to myself. (That poor, sad little man. I really ought to do something for him. A fruit basket maybe...or a nice Hallmark card. Hmm...maybe Dollar General. And sign it with my special signature. Or have my secretary do it for me.)
I turned back to my AIM conversation with Cutieandachic and lilYeerkbabygurl.
(Ah, but there's just noooo time for anything anymore, is there?!)
***
Isn't Visser Three such a kind, loving, caring person?
Makes ya feel all gooey, and warm inside...
WEll, hope ya liked it!
Okay. Now. Story time again!!!
This is dedicated to Wraithlord, Jikano-chan, Mortathar, and Anonymous-cat.
Enjoy, ma peeps!
Entry 3
Chapman got RAPED!
Huh. What do you know? Somebody actually found him attractive. Don't know why the hell he's crying though. Last night was his lucky break!...Honestly, there's just no pleasing some people!...
Got a note from the ship's psychiatrist an hour ago. Apparently Chapman has been in the fetal position for the past twenty minutes and won't speak to anybody under any sort of stimulus. They've even tried electric shocking, according to this note. Whooops! Probably shouldn't have left him out there as long as I did.
He'd been blubbering all day, so I gave him a generous vacation to recover from this...tragedy...yeah...it's sad, and...junk...
*sniff*
So I felt one hour would be sufficient.
Ah, well. Life goes on.
At least, for me it does, anyway. And I'm all that matters.
Am now working on my computer in my quarters.
He should be back soon. Dammit, where's my Starbucks Java?! It's 6 o'bloody clock now! He got off at 5!
*sob. sob* "V-visser?"
"Ah, good! Chapman! Where's my coffee?"
*sob, sob, sob.* "It...uhuuu huuu! It's right here! Oh my gosh!! AAAAHAAAAA! UUHUUUU!*
I glared at him. He had sobbed all over my cup and napkins. The coffee was cold! What kind of subordinate was he?!
(WAAAAAA!) I yelled at him, mockingly. He was being so annoying, though! (Somebody get the WAAAAMBULANCE!)
He stared at me in shock. Then he began to sob harder.
I slapped him with my tail.
"Knock it off!"
He sobbed softer.
I slapped him again.
"I said CUT IT OUT!!!" I screamed at him.
He stopped sobbing. *sniff, sniff, sigh*
(You know how lucky you are? Huh? Why the hell are you crying? You know how many losers in the Empire like you would like to get it in the...in the...never mind...and have an hour off?! Huh? Hah! And here I am, a Visser, and I have to work! Nooo! No rape compensation for me! And goodness knows I could get Alloran's fur highlights done with a bit of time!)
He nodded. "You...you're so right Visser. I...I'm so sorry!"
Ugh. He sobbed on my shoulder, wetting Alloran's fur.
Alloran squealed squeamishly in my head. "UUUUuuugh! Get him off meeee!!!"
I shoved Chapman away and he landed on the floor. He said. "I'm sorry. You're...uhuhuuu! You're quite right!" He lay there sobbing pathetically for a while.
I finished sipping my coffee through and threw the cup at his head. (Done! Dispose of that for me will you Chapman? There's a good boy...)
He managed to peel himself up off the floor, snot coming out of his nose. I shuddered as he wiped a long green bogie on the cup.
(Yyyyguuuu! Yyyyelch!)
It's amazing what I have to deal with on a regular basis!
I watched him leave the room with my stalk eyes. I noticed he was walking with his legs slightly apart, kind of treading very carefully.
(Uh...Chapman?)
He stopped, turned a little. "Yes Visser?" He squeaked a little.
(You haven't uh...been to the doctor yet, have you?)
"Oh. I...uh...no. I mean, with your coffee orders and the Andalite bandits and the pool schedule, there hasn't really been any sufficient time to-"
(Yeeees. Well... Just might want to get around to that. These human hosts get these nas-ty little diseases, you know...)
"Well, I mean, I don't really know when, since you have me working most of the time and-"
I went back to concentrating on the screen. (YEEEEeeeesss. I would simply love to talk to you about this, right now, but SO BUSY! So why don't you schedule something with the doctor, eh? Just not on MY time, huh?)
He nodded. "Y-yes Visser."
I turned and watched him leave. (Aww.) I thought to myself. (That poor, sad little man. I really ought to do something for him. A fruit basket maybe...or a nice Hallmark card. Hmm...maybe Dollar General. And sign it with my special signature. Or have my secretary do it for me.)
I turned back to my AIM conversation with Cutieandachic and lilYeerkbabygurl.
(Ah, but there's just noooo time for anything anymore, is there?!)
***
Isn't Visser Three such a kind, loving, caring person?
Makes ya feel all gooey, and warm inside...
WEll, hope ya liked it!