I'm a little depressed at the moment, I hope it doesn't show in my writing…
DISCLAIMER!!!: I OWNS NOTHING!!! Literally nothing….its sad.
RECAP!
"FINNNNGGGGAAAAHHHSSS!" he said, copying me. We continued to dance until the sun came up…all together, it was a perfect night…
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~EFFIN AWESOME SEQUEL OF DOOM! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
CHAPTER 3
Neon imp
"FOR THE LAST TIME! I DID NOT TOUCH YOUR DOLLS!" I screamed at Gaara.
"THEY'RE NOT DOLLS! THEIR STAR-WARS COLLECTABLE ACTION-FIGURES!" I shouldn't have brought THAT through the portal.
"Dolls…" I whispered.
"what did you say?!" he challenged.
"nothing, nothing at all. Listen, I'm sorry that I called them dolls, and I promise that I didn't touch them." I said, hugging him.
"What could have happened to them then!? You were the only one that knew
"Let's check with Kankle…"
LALALALALALALAAAAAA IZ A UNICRN!
"Yo kankle, you see his…." I paused to see Kankle playing with Gaara's dolls. "…..action figures?"
"YOU TOOK THEM OUT OF THE ORIGINAL PACKAGING! THEIR WORTHLESS NOW!" Gaara whined.
"Uhhhhh….." kankle murmured, scrambling away from the mess, his make-up smeared.
"You're screwed." I murmured. Kankle was cowering behind the book shelf.
"I will bring a new world of pain onto you, brother." Gaara said, surrounding Kankle with sand. His face was all like, BLEAHAHEL
"Gaara, please don't kill your brother, who else can I throw dynamite at? And we JUST got the villages trust." I tried reasoning. "Please. don't make me do it." I said tauntingly. He continued. "One…" not a flinch. "Two…" Nada, "three…" nope. "Okaay" I drew out. "--"
"OKAY OKAY! I'm stopping! Look!" his sand stopped attacking his brother and went back to his gourd.
"that always works…" I smirked. "Now, I need someone to dance ALL NIGHT LONG!" I quoted (from song you've probably never heard..)
RANDOM FLAILING!!!!!!
"HE WHO SMELLS LIKE DEAD OTTER! (kankle) COME HITHER AND TASTE THIS!" I screamed, holding out a spoon. I was cooking something I found this morning on the ground and wanted to know what the hell it was, so we'll see what it tastes like. "Come hither human Ginny-pig!" I said in baby talk. He came warily, Sticking the spoon into his mouth. He changed 5 different neon colors before spitting the spoon out. "That solves it! IT WAS AN IMP!" I said, striking a pose.
"YOU FED ME IMP!? WHAT THE HELL IS IMP!?"
"I…..don't know…" I said, giggling at the neon pink he changed.
"What!?"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! You changed colors!"
"What color am I?" he sputtered.
"Well, Mel always said there are two colors in the world, brown, and a lighter brown some people call tan." I said matter-of-factually. He stared blankly at me. "I do admit it doesn't go well with your make-up." Gaara walked into the kitchen.
"Why is Kankuro pink?"
"SHE FED ME IMP!" he screamed, pointing at me.
"Ah, I see." he said flatly, before turning around and walking out.
"HA! I WIN!" I huffed.
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MEL GAVE ME A NEW NAME! TIS 'flails like dying cockroach' hers is 'hits like angry bear' WHACHA THINK!? Review and tell me! -- Anyway, JA!
Ko-Chan! (OR IS IT!)