Chapter 40. LOL! Someone has taken my account over!
THE IDIOT'S NOTE: Well... this was in the doc area... might as well let the whole world see what the real Lara wanted to show us... Have a nice day!
AN: stfu prepz git a lif!111111 U SUCK!11 oh and form now on il be in vocation in englind until lik august so I wont be able 2 update 4 a while, lolz. fangz 2 evry1 hu revoiwed expect da prepz hu flamed FOK U!1 MCR RULEZ 666!111
I woke up in da Norse's offace on a special gothik coffin. Crartman wuz in da bed opposite me in a comma coz Ravin and Kyle had bet him up. Mr. Jity was cleaning the room.
"Oh mi satan wut happened!" I screamed. Suddenly Daxien came. He loked less mean then usual.
"Get the fuk out u fucking bastard!11" I yielded.
"Thou hath nut killd Raven yet!11" he said arngrily. Sudenly he started 2 cry tearz of blood al selective.
"Daxien? OMFZ what's wrong!111" I asked.
Sudenly…. Gerald, Chef and Rundy came! Sp'oky Wendy and Raven were wif dem. Every1 was holding blak boxez. DAXIEN DISAPAERD.
"OMFP Idnigo ur alive!111" Scremed Raven. I hugged him and Sp'oky Wendy.
"What the fuk happened?" I asked dem. "Oh my satan!11 Am I lik dead now?" I gosped.
"Idnigo u were almost shot!11" said Rundy. "But da ballet could not kill u since u were form anodder time."
"But fangz anyway!1" said Gerald holding oot his arm. I gasped. He had no beard!
"OMG I cant beleve Kenyz' dad shot u!1" I gasped.
"Well 2 be honest Garryson wuz pozzesd by Garryson bak den." said Stuart.
"Yah he wuz a spy." Rundy said sadly. "He wuz really a Death Dealer."
"And he wuz such a fuking poser 2!11" said Gerald. "He didn't even realy no hu GC were until I told him." Well anyway everyone tarted 2 give me presents. I was opening a blak box wif red 666s (there wuz a dvd of cannibal the muracle in it) on it when I gasped. Mr. Jity looked up angrily coz he h8ed gothz.
"Hey haz aneone fuking seen Kyle?" I asked gothikally.
"No Kyle told me he wood be watching Hoes of Wax." said Chef. "He duzzn't know dat ur better. Anyway da norse said u could get up. Cum on!1"
I got up suicidally. Gerald, Rundy and Chef left. I wuz wearing a red leather nightgun. Under that I had on a sexxy blak leather bra trimed wif blak lace, with a matching thong that said goffik gurl on the butt and sexy fishnetz that kind hooked on 2 my thong (if u don't get da idea massage me ill tell u). I put on a blak fishnet top under a blak MCR t-shirt, a blak leather mini with blak lace and congress shoes. I left the hospital's wings wif Sp'oky Wendy, Kenny and Raven.
"OMFK letz celebrate!11" gasped Kenny.
"We can go c Hose of Wax wif Kyle!1" giggled Raven.
"Letz go lizzen 2 GC and kut ourselvz 666!11" said Wendy. We opened da conmen room door sexily. And den…..I gasped… Kyle wuz there doing it wif Mr. Garryson!1111111111111111111111111 He wuz wearing a blak tshirt wif 666 on da front and baggy jeanz.
"U fucking prep!11" we all yielded angrily.
"Yah u betrayed us!111" shooted Raven angrily as he took out his blak gun.
"No u don't understand!1" screamed Kyle sadly as he took his thingie out of Gerson's.
"No shit u fuking suk u preppy bastard!111" said Kenny trying 2 attak him (u rok boy!1). I ran suicidally to my room I sexily took a steak out.
"Idnigo no!11111" screamed Lyle but it wuz 2 l8 I had slit muh ritsts wif it suddenly everyfing went blak again.
Idiot's Note: Ugh... I know... terrible... but then again, this wouldn't be called the 'worst fanfic ever if not for the fact that the writing standards meets the level of a day old fetus...