Journal entry time! Well, I'm trying to hit a bunch of different events in a short time window, so you have to love cramming. Some of you might know where this is going… *coughSwipercough*. Well, hope you all enjoy this.
Dear Diary: ~xXx~
*Does a dance* James doesn't hate me, and since I 'lost' my keys to my space fighter, he's gonna let me stay with him and Vixy for the next few days, at least until our mission starts. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll find a way to get Vixy and James separated.
That reminds me, the first day I got here was just a big treat. For the first hour Vixy had been glaring at me; then, she vanished. The next time I saw her was when I went into the kitchen, my life flashing before my eyes, there's a knife two inches from my face with an incredibly pissed Vixy staring me down. The words still echo like the constant reminder of my demise, "If you try anything funny with my husband I'll carve you for Halloween in a few weeks." As soon as I tried to deny it, she came back with, "Oh don't you think I don't notice the way you look at him? You walk around the house with a limp to try and hide the fact that your hard every time he's in the same room." Then, the knife was down and we were on our 'merry' ways.
Let's try and get on a better note… aka James. Maybe if he doesn't hate me, then it means that he likes me. The laugh wasn't mean, it was happy. We got here yesterday, and I'm staying in the guest room. Fox is the nicest kid you'd ever meet, he's gonna turn 14 soon.
I don't really know what to do about Vixy, her and James are always together. It'd take a miracle to get them apart to have an opportunity to actually talk to James about it. She's already giving me the evil eye, which is actually kind of scary. *shudder*
I'm gonna have to close off soon, Fox is crying. Did I mention I've been added to the routine for helping him? The kid's pretty nice, very mature, just… this whole cry and you shall be waited on shit. I guess he got used to it when he was younger, but for fucks sake, it's annoying. He's still young enough that he has the high pitch squeal of a four year old little girl.
See ya.
Artemis
-Pleased with himself
Little more stability this time, not as much, but a little more. Gonna shove it down Will's throat before I post it. Lalalalalala… REVIEW! Well, this should be the last journal entry for a while. Expect full length chapters that don't fail! Don't yell at me about grammar, you know the drill.
