Is it me, or is it freaky that when you see someone you recognize from high school who works at the super market that you've only talked to a few times but don't even know their name always asks if you need help when you walk in? I hate going to the store for my mom, it's like he's waiting by the door for me! I have witness him greet other people with a simple 'hello' but once he sees me, it's "Hello, ma'am. Do you need any help today?" or "Welcome to Ralph's. May I help you in anything?" Uh... no. F-R-E-A-K-Y. He used to work at the mall and tried to get me to try his samples of lotion D:
Tracks of Choice: "I'm Calling" by Angtoria, "A Dangerous Mind" by Within Temptation, "Marry Me" by Emilie Autumn, "Enjoy the Silence" by Lacuna Coil
Chapter 18: Wait for our Deth
There was only four day until the concert and still the bands had yet to come with a play list of their best songs. Each had done so many, it was hard to choose. Their theme less concert had to be the greatest one they ever did or fail as entertainers of the music industry. Nathan and Moira knew there was a huge weight on their shoulders, and for good reasons too. Not only was Cancerous being targeted, but now Dethklok as well. The safety of the bands was a real concern. Then their was the fact that they had to come up with some songs that at least somehow bashed yet complimented each other during the concert. They didn't have much time to mess around, they already lost a day when the bands had their own belated Thanksgiving Party as soon as Jean Pierre arrived.
Nathan sat up on the second floor where the warehouse turned home had been outfitted with rooms for everyone to share in pairs. Again he was stuck with Moira. Outside the blizzard had ceased but it was much too cold for him to walk around and chuck snow balls at the guards, something he had been wanting to do once he laid eyes on the facility but he knew his thick jacket would hinder his throwing arm. Things were so much more different then what he was used to for pre-concert prep. He just hoped the post-concert events didn't change, and he meant girls. With everyone so absorbed with one another, he highly doubt it would be as great. Moira however seemed to not be as bothered by this then him.
Beside him on his hammock (the people who converted the extra space forgot to get beds, and he preferred Moira sleeping above him then Murderface who could probably kill him in his sleep if the bass player should ever decide to take off his boots or fart during the night) was his note pad, the paper full of scribbles. He was going through all his lyrics to find songs for the close to three hour arctic concert. So far he managed to pull a few of his favorites from his last album. He needed eighteen total, and as of the moment, had only written down three plus Skwisgaar's solo in which the Swede had asked him for. Apparently he had a surprise in store. Whatever, as long as it met the requirements.
"Shit. I should of come up with a few new songs before this. Fucking A." Rubbing his temples, he grabbed his coffee mug and swallowed a mouth full of free Columbian coffee. It was a hell of a lot better than stuff Yakov had at his home. Fuck that pussy wannabe, it could his blacken metal ass. He was about to write something down when the sudden explosion of music rattled the building followed by shattering glass and the obvious shouts of an angry Moira.
Nathan sighed, debating or whether or not to see who pissed the royal ice bitch again. Maybe he would get an idea if he saw her in all her raging glory. The woman had a tendency to do that to him. Her anger was not a force to reckon with, swirling around her like a black cloud. Nathan was struck with an idea for a new song and quickly jotted it down on his pad.
"Black Clouds of Anger… huh, maybe." Getting up, he went to observe the hollering front woman.
"What the fuck! Why the hell is the bass volume on so fucking loud!" The petite woman shrieked as she stumbled out of their makeshift practice room. "You just blew the windows out of the room Bloodyfist." She kept touching her ears. "Shit, it's a miracle that my ears aren't bleeding."
The bassist rolled her eyes, "My hand slipped on the amp, ok? Jeesh, calm down. We can always just get the windows fixed." The other three, who had been trying to rid the ringing in their ears, nodded. "So what if they hear us practice a few songs?" She turned slightly to make sure the amp was finally set at the correct level. Cheap glass…
Moira groaned, glancing up as Nathan's hulking figure on the second floor. "Because," she said quietly. People were already coming in to investigate the loud noise and sweep up the mess. "I don't want them knowing what we're going to play, alright? Element of surprise." she sighed, running her hand through her hair. "Fuck." Looking around, she watched the men clean up the broken glass. The rest of Dethklok was nowhere to be seen and it appeared Nathan had gone back to his designated room. That was good.
"Den why don't's we practice udder songs?" Runa said. "I wants to do I'ms Callings." She already began to adjust her amp, strumping a few notes until she had the right settings.
"A Dangerous Mind for me!" Cherry piped up. Lucy rubbed the back of her neck.
"Marries Me." She said softly. "I knows its messed up song, but I likes my part."
Their leader sighed again, but shrugged nonetheless as she yield to their demands. It would let them practice without the boys finding out what they had planned to play anyway. Taking her place at the mike, she slowly began to tap her feet to the beat of their song. Motioning the other with her bad hand that was back in a brace, Implosion cued the girls to play.
What she didn't know was that Nathan left his door open. He just couldn't get over the fact on how easily she could change her voice to sing, he could easily compare it to mood swings which he figured she suffered from. In this particular piece, it took on a partial nasally sound yet it fit with the way she was singing. And the slight trills were an odd mix, but like before, it somehow made the song better.
When I was a little girl
I called for you
Come and save me from this
Wicked world I'm born into!
Lets play a game of hide and seek
I want my prince to rescue me
From the evil lurking at my door
My destiny, my fantasy
I'm calling, I'm calling
Was tempted by a mystery
I called to you, only for you
My dreams are all for me
He'll move the sun and stars, no fallacy
I'm dauntless when I'm with you
Childlike dreaming, I call for you!
When I'm all alone
A damsel in distress
He'll come and save me from this
Wicked world I'm born into!
Pickles strolled into Nathan's room with a snow covered jacket. Shrugging off the frozen water, he sat on a stool by the door way. He had been outside with the others messing around with the snow mobiles as the girls used the crappy practice room with the glass now blown out. Great. It would take at least a day to get it outfitted with new supposedly 'sound proof' windows.
"You still plan to make them look like idiots?" Pickles asked after a bit. The song was close to ending. Nathan shrugged.
"How can I try to do that if I won't know what they're playing until the day of the concert?"
He rides the night, defeats the storm
We'll sneak away, by early dawn
To his kingdom in the sky!
My destiny, my fantasy
I'm calling, I'm calling
Was tempted by a mystery
I called to you, only for you
My dreams are all for me
He'll move the sun and stars, no fallacy
I'm dauntless, when I'm with you
Childlike dreaming, I call for you!
My dreams are all for me
He'll move the sun and stars, no fallacy
I'm dauntless, when I'm with you
Childlike dreaming, I call for you!
"True. But knowing you, you'd make us change everything, Mr. I'm-Gonna-Be-Fucking-Brutal." Removing his behemoth coat, he dropped it on the floor and sighed. "Why did Seth have to get involved? He's been stickin' with Ofdensen since Cherry popped him, too bad it was gum that flew out of his fucking trap." He still snickered, putting his elbow on his knee to rest his head on his palm, "I don't think my girl likes him at all."
Both of them had to laugh at the memory. Nathan shook his head, "Don't know. But if I were you, I'd talk to Ofdensen about your… uh… proposal. We're not exactly experts in that department. I'm sure you'd uh… die if you didn't run it by him."
"Shit. Don't remind me. He'd probably say no to it, the asshole. He can be a douche bag most of the time." Pickles rolled his eyes. The next song perked his interest as Cherry's voice replaced Moira's as vocalist. Damn she had a nice voice.
I'm searching for answers
'cause something is not right.
I follow the signs,
I'm close to the fire.
Pickles sighed as he got up, debating whether or not to leave just yet. There was still somethings he needed to ask Nathan. Cherry had asked him to talk to Nathan about her lead singer. He was curious himself.
I fear that soon you'll reveal
Your dangerous mind.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
I fear your smile and the promise inside.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
I fear your presence, I'm frozen inside.
"Hey, Nathan." The bigger man nodded in acknowledgement as he continued to jot things down on his notepad. "You and Moira get along better. Did anything change between you guys? Ever since we got here, to Russia, things felt a bit different. It's nice you know."
Nathan slipped his reading glasses on, glaring at the drummer of his band. "Pickles… that sounds like you're trying to get into my personal business. We all had an agreement." He felt his heart begin to pound. Of course things changed. Ever since they got here, since seeing her for who she really was at the death site of her father, he had gotten a whole new perspective of her. "Skwisgaar already questioned me. Nothing's changed, got it?"
I'm searching for answers
Not questioned before.
The curse of awareness,
There's no peace of mind.
As your true colours show
A dangerous sign.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
I see the truth that you've buried inside.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
There is no mercy just anger I find, I find.
I just have known, while I still have time.
Do I have to run, or hide away from you?
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
I see the truth that you've buried inside.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
There is no mercy just anger I find.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
I see the truth that you've buried inside.
It's in your eyes, what's on your mind.
There is no mercy just anger I find, I find.
Pickles shrugged. The sound of Lucy's keyboard set to a harpsichord could be heard in the background. "Yeah, I guess. But I can't help but wonder." He waited to see if Nathan would do anything.
"She's still that annoying, crazy, loud but hot bitch we met two months ago." He looked away, trying to hide the faintest blush he had. He was no school boy, so why was he even blushing? It wasn't metal unless you were drunk.
Pickles chuckled at the doorway, "You said the same thing about Rebecca, Nathan. And look what had happened before the two of you broke up." Cherry was beginning to sing again. The only ones playing instruments were Lucy and Runa. Bloodyfist could be heard doing backup vocals. Where did Moira go? Nathan gripped his pencil tightly, nearly breaking it. Rebecca… he almost forgot about her, and how she crushed his heart. Fucking brutal. He loved her for that. She was truly the ultimate girlfriend. He didn't notice the drummer leave.
Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
I knew I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
When I'm beheaded at least I was wedded
And when I am buried at least I was married
I'll hide my behavior with wine as my savior
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
Moira was in the kitchen area going through the cupboards for something to warm her system. Finding the rather expensive bottle Ivan had given her a the other day, she smirked. Grabbing it and a couple of wine glasses, she made her way to her room, trying to go as quickly as possible before the others noticed her.
Marry me, he said, god, he's ugly, but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So that I can pretend that I'm menstru...well, unavailable
My life is arranged but this union's deranged
So I'll fuck who I choose for I've nothing to lose
And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
Oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
Nathan was so absorbed in his work he jumped when he heard the sudden knock on the wall. Moira was there at the doorway with a smirk and a bottle of burgundy wine with two glasses.
"Hey there." She said softly, "Working on a playlist too?" Pulling the stool Pickles had used earlier to sit closer to the front man, she opened the expensive bottle and poured some into the glasses, handing one to Nathan. "Ivan gave me this. Said it was a Domaine de la Romanee Conti brand wine." She rolled her eyes, "Worth almost nine-thousand dollars. Now," she said, taking a small sip and crossed her legs, "I don't know if he gave it to me to apologize for our lil' incident at the party or he still wanted something, but why don't I piss him off and share this piece of work with you? I'd be safer getting hammered near you then him, right?" she giggled, "That's if I get to drinking the whole damn bottle, but I don't think there's enough wine." Shaking the bottle a little from side to side, they listened to the contents swish.
Nathan sampled it, "I'm… uh… not one for wine."
"Yeah, I know. But I would prefer to be here with you then him. Come with me." Nathan followed her to the catwalk. The rest of Dethklok had come in to watch the girls finished up.
When dining on peacock I know I won't swallow
Through balls, births, and bridge games I know what will follow
We're coupled together through hell, hurt, and hunger
Or at least until husband finds someone younger
Yes, fertilization is part of my station
I laugh as he drabs me in anticipation
Of sons who will run things when I'm under covers
But whose children are they? Why, mine and my lover's!
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
What beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
So why do I wish I was...
Moira smiled a bit as she watched the bands interact with one another. Skwisgaar picked up Runa and spun her around a few times right as the song finished. The Finnish woman shrieked from surprise, making the others laugh. Lucy was on Toki's lap as he sat on her chair she had been sitting on during the rehearsal. Cherry and Pickles were in a lip lock and the two bassists were chattering away with smiled on their faces. It was obvious they liked each other, so why didn't they just make it official? Moira's eyes softened, but not entirely because she was happy for them.
Nathan didn't know what he needed to see. Turning to the small light skinned woman beside, he examined her, thinking back to what Pickles said. It was true that his complete views of her had changed. Instead of being a traumatized girl who couldn't fend for herself, she was strong and independent. Even if they still bickered, he got to see the good in her. Reliable, trusting and down to earth with a quirky side that made her stand out from the rest of any female musician he knew who could be stuck up or ditzy. Her fighting spirit really brought out the best in her, especially when aimed at him. Moira was something else. The way her eyes blazed in fury like molten gold and her sharp tongue was a major turn on. It was just hard to confess it.
Leaning on the railing more, Moira took a gulp from her glass.
"I'm a bit jealous of them." She said softly, "At this point, I forgot why I really don't like you." She chuckled then with a small smile, "I know we jab at each other every now and then, but…" Moira struggled a little for the right words. She ran her fingers on the rim of the wine glass, causing the eerie but soothing hum to fill the air around them, "Since that time… you came with me to see my dad… and the party… what am I saying?" she snickered at herself, "What I'm trying to say is thank you."
Nathan was confused, and it was apparent on his face. "For what?" he said gruffly, getting a funny feeling in his gut. He mildly hoped it was from the wine. Where was this sappy shit coming from?
Downing the rest of her glass, Moira sighed but didn't look back at him as her gaze stayed half lidded, staring at the departing couples most likely. Balancing the glass on the thin rail, she stood up straight."For making me grow up some more. I guess I needed to, seeing that we'll be seeing more of each other if their relationships last. I can hear church bells already you know." She said the last part as she turned to leave, "Keep the bottle. Ivan had brought something else for me too." She called over her shoulder. "The man's persistence is kinda cute." She laughed. Nathan watched her leave, transfixed on her back as her black hair swayed from side to side over her crimson satin blouse tucked into a pair of designer jeans and tall leather boots.
Nathan grabbed her glass, grumbling to himself. "Fuck…" he said quietly, "This can't be happening." Walking back to their shared him, he closed the door. "I'm not a fucking loser, so why do I feel like I'm going to have a fucking heart attack?"
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In a bunker located outside of the main warehouse, Ofdensen had set up his head quarters. The place wasn't too shabby with Lebedev help, but it still lacked the equipment and comforts of Morhaus. The office was to the command center outside of the concert grounds, located just 24 kilometers from their current location. One was to be set up at the sight, but it wouldn't have the valuable computers. Ofdensen was a bit skittish about bringing the safe of all the important document pertaining to Dethklok and now Cancerous, yet could almost regret leaving it in the care of Lebedev's security back at the mansion. He was assured it would be safe, next to the 9000 kilos of cocaine and heroin. Not exactly comforting words, but Yakov did have the world's best security system next to Mordhaus until this point. Now it was the only safest place, greater then Fort Knox or any maximum security prison despite the slip up at the party. This was why Charles had come to Russia and was pleased to know their concert would be there too.
He was about to watch the heinous video of Munkittrick's death again when there was a knock at the door. Getting up from his desk, he opened it up to see Moira dusting the falling snow off the crown of her head.
"Hey Charlie." She said as the CFO moved to let her pass. "I need to speak with you."
"Why aren't you wearing a jacket?"
Moira shrugged, "I lived in Russia for a while, remember? Just 'cause I finished my time out in the southern and western states, doesn't mean I can't last in a few minutes in what, negative three degrees right now?" Finally warming up, she sat on one of the chairs facing the desk. She propped her feet up on its maple surface, folding her hands on her stomach. "I came to speak with you a bit, if you don't mind. I never got the chance to when we were on our flight to Moscow." She pouted a little.
Charles took his seat and gave her his full attention. Moira was one of the few he'd actually listen too. She was more intelligent and was less likely to go off tangent or get distracted when she meant business, like now. With Dethklok, it was always the same issues, or something predictable, so he rarely ever listened to their whole story. "I'm all ears."
Moira bit her bottom lip, thinking of how to start. "Ok. Well, I know we're all signed on with Dethklok and you're our manager now, but it's not really permanent, is it?" Charles sighed and shook his head, "That's what I thought. Dethklok makes so much money, we're chump change." She crossed her arms behind her head, "Charlie. How long are you willing to look after us?"
"I'm not sure." And it was the truth. Taking care of them was definitely not on top of his list of priorities.
"Hmm. Figures. What I'm here for mainly, is to warn you. The bands have great chemistry with one another, and I know that without a doubt, someone's going to marry somebody." She looked at him dead on, her face serious. "What are you going to do then?" As much as it made her sick to her stomach, she didn't want to see Cherry get hurt if she couldn't stay with Pickles. The red head was the happiest Moira had ever seen, so it was only right that as leader, the petite woman tried to do everything within her power to keep them at least near Dethklok when all the mayhem was over.
Charles sat back and rubbed the back of his neck. "You must be talking about Cherry and Pickles." Moira nodded. "And you're concern about what's going to happen. Right now, I see nothing wrong with it. In fact, it could help your image, make you bigger and on a road of being as rich as Dethklok, you're already just as popular."
Moira sighed, putting her head back all the way so her chin was up, "I think I lost my way in the world, Charlie. We all used to be in it for the hell of it… now, I just don't know. I'd like to believe we're as good as Dethklok, but then somewhere, money and fame became our motive to perform to the best of our abilities."
Charles chuckled lightly, something he rarely did. "Dethklok was the same way almost. But they joined for only money. They know each other, but nothing about their past really. Cancerous on the other hand… ten years this coming March. That's actually amazing, considering you've just made it big now. Others would disband because they weren't noticed."
Moira smiled at that. "Yeah… you're right about that. Cherry was in that boat. Don't know about Snakes n' Barrels really." She mused, finally looking back at the serious looking manager. "The thing is though, wouldn't this like… upset the Undertakers? Shit, even the Revengencers are back in action. As much as I want to see my girls happy, I don't want them getting hurt." The CFO sighed.
He leaned back in his head and stared at Moira, "I'm glad you're worried about that too. Yakov, Seth and I have been trying to figure out a way to protect all of you. You want your band happy, and I want Dethklok happy. So if by keeping Cancerous with them is the only way to keep them positive, then fine. We all decided to just up security and see how the concert goes."
Moira stilled worried though. "Charles," she finely said his name properly, "We're bait, aren't we?"
He couldn't lie to her. "Yes."
"I see…" she said and sat back, rubbing her forehead. "If this will somehow get Van Tinkler out in the open, fine. I trust your leadership Ofdensen. I know you won't put us at risk without some plan." Her mouth twitch, "And I wish I could say I was confident about nothing happening, but it's impossible, especially since we're dealing with Dethklok."
Again, Ofdensen offered her a drink which she took. Raising the glass to him in honor of the concert, she downed the contents. "Anyway… Have you heard any news on Andy? It's been a month, and I'm worried." She said, biting her lower lip.
The CFO tensed, gripping the remote of the TV and VCR. Had it been anyone from Dethklok, he would come up with a lie. But Cancerous was so different. He feared it would set them off balance for the concert, but perhaps not. Instead of freaking out when they learned of Munkittrick's disappearance, they wanted revenge. Dethklok, when they had first been attacked, wanted nothing to do with music and had refused to go outside. Cancerous had to be forced into house arrest. They loved their fans far more than Dethklok. Ofdensen had to handed it to them, Cancerous may have been like Dethklok on many levels, but they were much more mature by the long run.
"No. I heard no news from Mordland. It seems the Undertakers and Revengencers have gone into hiding again, so be careful during the concert." Moira looked disappointed, and was under the impression that the man before her wasn't telling her everything. A month without word? Impossible. However he had a lot to deal with so she decided to not question him any further.
"Oh, I see. Well, where are Seth, Crozier, Ivan and Yakov?" For now, she would let him be, but they needed to have a serious discussion after the concert. If Andrew Munkittrick was alive, he would have turned up by now. The man was a fighter, not a push over.
"Looking at the concert area. We need to make sure it's safe."
-Kitchen Area-
Everyone was chilling around, waiting for their afternoon snack of sweet bread and chocolate to get done while they flipped through music books in hopes of finding something to play. Bloodyfist had the bright idea of doing karaoke, but without a machine, the bands would have to play, probably in turns.
Skwisgaar mumbled to himself, dubbing half the songs to be 'dildoes songs' until he came across one he was familiar with. Nudging Runa, who was beside him, he showed her what he discovered.
"I like this song. I didn't think you would however." Runa gave him a peck on the cheek, "I'll show Cherry." Sitting up, she called to the mentioned drummer.
"That one? Sure, sounds good. Everyone familiar with it?" As everyone huddled around, the ones playing quickly memorized their parts in their own fashion. Going out to the now patched up practice room, Pickles sat on the drums, Runa and Lucy took up guitar and Murderface assumed bass. The others sat on the stools alongside the wall. Runa began to play followed by everyone before Cherry began to sing with Pickles as her backup vocals.
C: Words like violence
Break the silence
C&P: Come crashing in
Into my little world
C: Painful to me
Pierce right through me
C&P: Can't you understand
Oh my little girl
All: All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Nathan, bored out of his mind, came to join everyone down in the practice room. Taking a stool by Skwisgaar, he watched the mixed band play an actually cover for Depeche Mode's Enjoy the Silence. The chemistry was great between them, it made him a bit upset. Why couldn't things have stayed like they should? Why did Dethklok have to get involved with Cancerous?
C: Vows are spoken
To be broken
C&P: Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
C: Pleasures remain
So does the pain
C&P: Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All: All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Moira had the same thought as she stood by the door, leaning against the wall. She had just came back from talking with Ofdensen and she was now more at ease since Ofdensen was indeed allowing her band to stay with Dethklok, even if it was already a handful to watch over the men as it was. Moira could only promise it wouldn't be the same with the women.
C: All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
All: All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Enjoy the silence
Enjoy the silence
Enjoy the silence
Enjoy the silence
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
Be safe out there! But above all, have fun and be crazy.
Yay, a new band to take music from: Lacuna Coil. I completely forgot about them… and I have their Comalies CD, lol. Anyway, I found new bands too, either fronted by women or female vocalist that aren't completely backups. Most are from Europe, and hard to find the music it to. I have found myself to say 'somonabish' a lot lately because of the difficulty of getting a track to the lyrics I like! Fucking iTunes. You have failed me… I hate it when I discover bands and I can't find music for them.
Dunno when I'll update, hopefully after elections. My mom is dressing up as Sarah Palin for Halloween, lol! I r be independent party however. My mom is repub, my dad is demo and my older sister is a fucking communist DX we are one fucked up family.
I find myself playing the Wii more often, ever since we got Wii Fitness. It's actually fun, even if my sides hurt like crazy from Super Hula Hoop D: But whatever :3 I already broke the Ski Jump record, Super Hula Hoops, and three other things. I'm going to be a champion. I also find it funny that I have the best balance out of everyone in my family, considering I'm overweight and have shitty posture.
Angela: Thank you. My friend whom I chose to represent Runa is in fact, an amateur model. She's 6'1" and has an amazing voice as well as one hell of a talent with video editing. She is a great person, though intimidating at first.
YourSweet: Lol, my friend made that choice for me too since she'll miss the election by 2 weeks, like my older sister in 2004. Fucking Communist. But oh well, I'm not political really, so of course neither or the candidates have caught my fancy :(
Dragonz: When writing the last chapter, I was partly inspired by "I can Hear the Bells" from Hairspray. The ring I find is gonna be bomb. Most likely the most expensive one too, so feel free to search yourself.
Bonneville: -huggles- a new reviewer! I love you ;.; Anyway, your review made me so happy, I was literally squealing and dancing around my room. Thank you so much for brightening my day, and I feel honored that you would think that when I know there are tons of better stories out there.
Watergoddess: -huggles too- another new reviewer! Yes, Toki and Lucy make a cute couple, but truth be told, my favorites are SxR and PxC. Dunno why, considering Toki is like, my absolute favorite because he can be retarded.
Gremlin: I take it you like Seth? I still think there are better stories on Fanfiction then mine, but thank you. And yes, I will be sad when Cancerousklok ends. But who knows, I might just make a squel –wink wink- But who knows? I don't think I can part with this one ;.;
D: I did not hear from Insomnia! Omg! I have been the last several chapters. Darling, you ok? Wild said they normally wait till the story is over so I won't be as concerned. But where is Samurai Master? You PM'ed me. HMC can kiss my ass, they seem to not have stayed long enough to see how my story evolved after their rude comment. D8 Evil!
Favorite Couples (revised):
First Place: Tie: TokixLucy and PicklesxCherry by 4 votes
Second: SkwisgaarxRuna by 2 votes
Everyone else: 1 vote