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::Jupiter:: This is chapter twelve... we're only at lunch of the first day?
::Laurëalas:: *still holding Erik* Lunch, lunch, pretty lunch, happy lunch, fun lunch, hyper lunch, lunch, lunch.
::Erik:: Help!
::Jupiter:: Sorry Erik, but I can't. She has... you on her side. I can't even use Jedi Mind Trick™!
::Jiana:: *still holding Erik* Yep! We are Phans!
::Laurëalas:: But we don't own Erik or Animorphs or DBZ or Lord of the Rings or anyone else who may show up in this fic. *perks* But we did ask for them for Christmas!
::Jiana:: Hey! Erik is ours! *plots ways to keep him forever and ever and ever*
::Erik:: Why me?
::Jupiter:: Sorry.
Chapter 12 – Jiana Heero
After everybody had come in and come down and Ax and Trunks had the rules explained to them by Laur – Ax was also allowed to morph – we had to figure out where everybody was going to sit while they ate.
"Er… lets see… Saiyans at the table, and Bulma and Chichi, since there's room for six and they're used to eating with them…" I did manage to refrain from glaring at Trunks. "Animorphs… er… and Lord of the Rings slash Middle Earth people… and us I suppose… just find a place to sit and don't make a mess. Hobbits: I am not cooking however many zillion meals a day you people eat. There's food in the kitchen; you can cook when you're hungry. The same goes for any Saiyan between-meal snacks. When you run out of something, write it on a list and stick it on the fridge!"
There was a large moan of complaint from the Saiyans and Hobbits.
"Ji, calm down. Breathe. It's okay." That, of course, was Laur.
"I will not calm down! There are twenty fictitious characters in the house!"
"Yeah… It's like being in the middle of a great crossover fanfic."
"No, in a 'great crossover fanfic' I'd have Erik and Heero and Wolverine or someone falling all over me and I wouldn't be cooking for twenty extra people, eight of which have gigantic appetites!"
"Aww, my little sister's finally a Phan!"
"Yeah, well, I read the book. He sings like an angel."
"He couldn't be the Angel of Music if he didn't. Wolverine?"
I shrugged. "He's one of my favorite X-Men. You know, super hero, dark and brooding, majorly fast regeneration, titanium lined skeleton, claws that come out of his hands…" I grinned, amused. Wolverine was just the third name that came to mind.
"At least you're not having a nervous breakdown."
"Don't worry. I'll start again soon enough. Let's eat. Laur, Jupe?" They came over and we joined hands to say our prayer. We used to just hold hands to pray on holidays, and just fold our arms the rest of the time. Then Dad had started doing it all the time, and we always do for meals, now. We bowed our heads and closed our eyes, and I said a little lunch prayer. It apparently seemed odd to the DBZ and Middle Earth people, but I ignored them and got myself some of the Japanese food that Chi Chi and I had fixed. They had their cultures, and we had ours.
Author's Note:
::Jiana:: Yeah! We got a review that's not from Europa! And as she's one of the authors *looks pointedly at Laurëalas* it's our first real review! Thank you, Dragonlet!
::Laurëalas:: *pretends that she's not actually Europa while still holding Erik* Yep. Gotta love his elfy hotness. But don't worry, I'm not after Lego-chan.
::Jiana:: *still holding Erik* Yep. We've got someone else in mind for her... *grins evilly, and Erik and Laurëalas look afraid* Yes... be afraid... be very afraid... I am almost completely addicted to Harry Potter! *contemplates why there are no Harry Potter characters in the fic*
::Jupiter:: Hobbits don't know how to work the stove.
::Laurëalas and Jiana:: *shrug while wrapped around a terrified Erik* Review!
::Jupiter:: This is chapter twelve... we're only at lunch of the first day?
::Laurëalas:: *still holding Erik* Lunch, lunch, pretty lunch, happy lunch, fun lunch, hyper lunch, lunch, lunch.
::Erik:: Help!
::Jupiter:: Sorry Erik, but I can't. She has... you on her side. I can't even use Jedi Mind Trick™!
::Jiana:: *still holding Erik* Yep! We are Phans!
::Laurëalas:: But we don't own Erik or Animorphs or DBZ or Lord of the Rings or anyone else who may show up in this fic. *perks* But we did ask for them for Christmas!
::Jiana:: Hey! Erik is ours! *plots ways to keep him forever and ever and ever*
::Erik:: Why me?
::Jupiter:: Sorry.
Chapter 12 – Jiana Heero
After everybody had come in and come down and Ax and Trunks had the rules explained to them by Laur – Ax was also allowed to morph – we had to figure out where everybody was going to sit while they ate.
"Er… lets see… Saiyans at the table, and Bulma and Chichi, since there's room for six and they're used to eating with them…" I did manage to refrain from glaring at Trunks. "Animorphs… er… and Lord of the Rings slash Middle Earth people… and us I suppose… just find a place to sit and don't make a mess. Hobbits: I am not cooking however many zillion meals a day you people eat. There's food in the kitchen; you can cook when you're hungry. The same goes for any Saiyan between-meal snacks. When you run out of something, write it on a list and stick it on the fridge!"
There was a large moan of complaint from the Saiyans and Hobbits.
"Ji, calm down. Breathe. It's okay." That, of course, was Laur.
"I will not calm down! There are twenty fictitious characters in the house!"
"Yeah… It's like being in the middle of a great crossover fanfic."
"No, in a 'great crossover fanfic' I'd have Erik and Heero and Wolverine or someone falling all over me and I wouldn't be cooking for twenty extra people, eight of which have gigantic appetites!"
"Aww, my little sister's finally a Phan!"
"Yeah, well, I read the book. He sings like an angel."
"He couldn't be the Angel of Music if he didn't. Wolverine?"
I shrugged. "He's one of my favorite X-Men. You know, super hero, dark and brooding, majorly fast regeneration, titanium lined skeleton, claws that come out of his hands…" I grinned, amused. Wolverine was just the third name that came to mind.
"At least you're not having a nervous breakdown."
"Don't worry. I'll start again soon enough. Let's eat. Laur, Jupe?" They came over and we joined hands to say our prayer. We used to just hold hands to pray on holidays, and just fold our arms the rest of the time. Then Dad had started doing it all the time, and we always do for meals, now. We bowed our heads and closed our eyes, and I said a little lunch prayer. It apparently seemed odd to the DBZ and Middle Earth people, but I ignored them and got myself some of the Japanese food that Chi Chi and I had fixed. They had their cultures, and we had ours.
Author's Note:
::Jiana:: Yeah! We got a review that's not from Europa! And as she's one of the authors *looks pointedly at Laurëalas* it's our first real review! Thank you, Dragonlet!
::Laurëalas:: *pretends that she's not actually Europa while still holding Erik* Yep. Gotta love his elfy hotness. But don't worry, I'm not after Lego-chan.
::Jiana:: *still holding Erik* Yep. We've got someone else in mind for her... *grins evilly, and Erik and Laurëalas look afraid* Yes... be afraid... be very afraid... I am almost completely addicted to Harry Potter! *contemplates why there are no Harry Potter characters in the fic*
::Jupiter:: Hobbits don't know how to work the stove.
::Laurëalas and Jiana:: *shrug while wrapped around a terrified Erik* Review!