::Laurëalas:: Yeah, I own it. It's all in my head.
::Jiana:: Laur... Animorphs and DBZ. Not MY story... my idea, anyway... not that it's terribly original.
::Jupiter:: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
::Jiana:: *smaks Jupe with IT to wake him up*
::Jupiter:: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
::Laurëalas:: I think you knocked him out.
::Jiana:: *shrugs* Oh well. Would you like to disclaim this now? Is that even a word?
::Laurëalas:: Yes it's a word and I already did. I own it. It's all in my head.
::Jupiter:: *talking in his sleep* We don't own any of this stuff... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
::Laurëalas and Jiana:: *sweatdrops*
Chapter 8 – Laurëalas Heero
I woke slowly, but kept my eyes closed. I was silently
praying that I had been dreaming. Jiana's phone call, coming home, the
people in the front room. Maybe when I opened my eyes I would find I had
fallen asleep in front of the computer in my dorm room after reading too
many fanfics, or in a corner of the campus library with an Animorphs book
over my face. I sincerely hoped so, because if I didn't that would mean
that I had finally lost it. My parents didn't know, or my siblings or teachers
or my few friends. I had hidden it very well, but my grip on reality was
very frail and I knew it. I was constantly afraid that something would
happen to push me over the edge into insanity. So I sat there listening,
recognizing the voices for who they were and knowing that the chair under
me belonged neither to the library or my dorm. Deciding to get it over
with I opened my eyes.
They creaked open reluctantly and I sat up slowly.
I stared for a moment at Bulma, Chichi, Gohan, and Goten playing Malarkey.
Then my gaze shifted to Jake, Cassie, Rachel, Marco, and even Tobias playing
Jupiter's Pokémon Monopoly game. Then I saw Vegeta sitting in the
other recliner and scowling. It looked so realistic that I knew then. It
was no prank. There was no question. It was no use. I'd lost it.
"Oh, FRELL!" I muttered, a bit louder than I'd intended
but still barely above a whisper. "I've finally gone crazy. I've been expecting
it for years, but I never thought it'd happen like this." They were all
staring at me now. I didn't really care though. After all, they were just
phantoms of my imagination. "I wonder where Legolas is? If I'm making all
this up in my head he's here somewhere. And probably a couple of
dragons and unicorns and griffins too. I always did like unicorns. Or maybe
my alter ego. She always did seem like an interesting person. Maybe she
can figure out how to take me with her." I was rambling now. Again, I didn't
really care.
"Maybe I'm an elf now?" I said to Vegeta, who for
some reason was looking a bit uncomfortable about my addressing him directly.
I reached up to touch my ears. "No such luck. Oh, well. I guess even crazy
people can't have everything. But I seem to remember going shopping. Maybe
there's chocolate." I stood up a bit shakily and walked into the kitchen.
Everyone watched me go.
"Is she all right?" I heard someone ask. It sounded
like Marco… I think.
"No clue," someone else answered. I didn't know
or care who. I dug around in the bags until I found a rather large jar
of Nutella and some Botan rice paper candy as well. I took the jar, the
bag, and a spoon back into the living room where I sat in the computer
chair backwards and started in on the chocolate. In between spoonfuls I
talked to the other people who were all watching me warily.
"So. Anyone know how this works?" They looked at
each other. Jake shrugged. Everyone returned to what they were doing and
tried to ignore me, except Vegeta. He decided to scowl at me instead of
whoever he'd been scowling at before. So I talked to him. "I suppose I'll
figure out the rules soon enough." I told him. "There's rules for everything,
you know. Even when its just something that I've made up in my head and
not real. When I do figure them out I think I'll see if I can get more
people here to talk to me. I really don't know why you guys are all here
at all. I've only seen about ten different episodes of DBZ, though I've
seen those about a million times or something. And I wasn't a very faithful
Animorphs reader either. I just read them when I was bored because they
didn't take too long and I could usually find a sufficiently depressing
one when I needed one. I don't think I've read any of them more than once."
I paused for a moment, closing the Nutella before I made myself sick with
it. I didn't know if I could get sick eating chocolate in my mind,
but didn't really want to find out. Instead I popped a piece of the candy
into my mouth.
"Anyone else want one?" I asked. Everyone did except
for Tobias and Vegeta. I smiled and ate another one. "The wrapper's made
of rice paper. You don't have to peel it." I told the Animorphs who were
trying to do just that. "Where's Aximilli, anyway? He was one of my favorite
characters and I don't see him here." Just then Jupiter came down the stairs.
I threw a candy at him.
"Hey, little bro. I've gone crazy. Wanna come?"
I giggled then. Maybe he wasn't really here either. I couldn't tell. I
couldn't stop giggling either. Then I suddenly stood and ran to the bathroom.
I locked myself in and dropped to the floor. My giggles turned slowly into
sobs. I didn't want to be crazy! I wanted to finish college and
be an actress on Broadway! I just cried and cried like I had done here
so many times before. It seemed like a weird place for an emotional breakdown.
It always had. But with a big family it was just about the only place where
I had ever been able to get enough privacy to have one.
A/N:
::Jupiter:: Huh?
::Jiana:: You were asleep. *whacks him with the frying pan named IT*
::Jupiter:: YOW!!! What time is it?
::Jiana:: To late for you to be sleeping mentally. School's back in!
::Jupiter:: No, what time is it? Disclaimer, author's note,
writing, what?
::Jiana:: Author's note. *turns to reader type people* So, what do
you think of our older sister/new author person?
::Laurëalas:: *twirling around and singing* I'm crazy! It's all
in my head! *turns to readers* Review or I'll set Smaug on you.
::Jiana:: Uh huh. Anyway, I'm not posting chapter nine until we get
"enough" reviews. It's such a broad number, isn't it?
::Jupiter:: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.