SHADI: Well, for something that began with my kidnapping, this is actually
quite fun.
T: *walks into the room * *walks out of the room *
SHADI: Hey! *Grabs her shoulders * don't you leave me with our guest!
T: Gu.Est?
PEGASUS: Halloo, Shadi-boy! T. Girl?
T: I LIKE TO WEAR SUITS, OKAY?
SHADI: *whispering * I would not get her angry! She keeps her sanity in a jar!
PEGASUS: Oh. *pause * Can I do your hair?
T: Jeese. This is worse then when Shadi dropped his panties.
PEGASUS: Panties? *Snickers *
SHADI: They were boxers!
T: Panties rhymes well. Kind of.
PEGASUS: Please! Can I do your hair, T? *Skips around the room *
T: Fine. Just. Don't do that!
SHADI: Oh dear. * Ahem * Anyways, I'll let Pegasus do this disclaimer this time.
PEGASUS: T-Boy doesn't own Star Wars, LOTR, Yu-Gi-Oh or South Park.
T: Boy?
SHADI: You're defiantly more masculine then him. Hey.. That's stupid! The disclaimer just blew the surprise!
T: Psh.. Yeah! I mean, since I'm using the site I wouldn't own it, eh?
PEGASUS: *Grabs T's hair around his fingers * what to do with this mess!
T: AR! Why don't I keelhaul your ass right now!
SHADI: * Holding up a sign that reads 'history lesson' * Keelhauling is a form of punishment where the Captain would string a rope across the ship, tying the rule breaker to this rope. Then, five or six men would pull on one end of the rope, pulling the rule breaker under the boat and up the side. Except, the ship's spanned wide, so they would probably drown or bleed to death from the razor sharp barnacles underneath the hull. Now, we'll cut to the fic, because this is going to get ugly. Very, very, ugly.
Chapter Ten
I WANT MY CHEEZIE POOFS!
Gandalf sighed. Things were getting quite boring indeed. He was sitting all alone in the living room, watching a movie on discovery, if you could actually call it a movie. 'The wonders of Bull seals' it was titled, and, according to Gandalf, it was bull.
The younger members of the houseshare were having a duel monsters tournament (Leia had also learned to play), while the Yamis, Han and Chewie were playing canasta in Han's room. He would have had Yoda's company, except he was off meditating, again. Gandalf thought this to be an excuse for constipation, as Yoda never ate any fibre.
During a commercial, Gandalf got up and made his way to the kitchen to grab himself a soda and an extra-large-jumbo-elephant bag of cheezies. He grunted as he picked it up. The bags weren't normally this heavy! In frenzy, he opened all the drawers, only to remember that Gollum had stolen all the bottle openers.
" Stupid creature. Stealing that part off the hair dryer, all of the spoons and now this!"
Making his way back to the living room, he made a pit stop at the cupboard under the stairs to throw in the metal bottle top. Who needed a garbage can when they had Gollum?
"My precious!" Gollum hissed, and Gandalf just had to laugh.
He sat down with the bag of cheezies, and resumed watching the movie. For some odd reason, the bag kept slipping away. Finally, he stuck it behind a cushion and it stopped. His hand was halfway to the bag when he halted to listen. A chomping noise was coming from somewhere in the room. He looked around, but no one was to be seen.
Gandalf shrugged, and stuck his hand in the bag. "YARRGH!" He bellowed, pulling out his hand and nursing the bite mark. Gandalf took up his staff and beat the bag, it rolled on the floor and emitting several loud curses. Finally, it burst open, and a small, obese boy in a toque with beady eyes rolled out.
Gandalf stared at the kid, and the kid stared at Gandalf, saying. " My grandmother can hit better then that!" "What on earth were you doing in that bag?" The boy murmured something that he couldn't quite catch. "Pardon?"
"I said, lick my chocolate salty balls, mother fucker!" The kid said, gesturing inappropriately.
"Why you little-" "What're you gonna do about it, Grandpa? Gonna beat me with your cane? I want my cheezie poofs!" Gandalf sighed. "What's your name?" " Cartmen. And you, pointy hat? Hey, can you do any tricks with that thing?" "I beg your pardon?!" " Can you shove it up your-" "Gandalf! Who's that?" "Hey lady! Lick my chocolate-" Gandalf clamped a hand over Cartmen's mouth. "He appears to be another member of the houshare." "You got that right mother-" "Got quite the mouth." Leia said.
"Yes I do lady! I can say anything I want. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck! Fuckity fuckity fuck!"
"That's enough!"
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PEGASUS: Done! //^o^\\
T: Gak! *Reaches up and touches an exact replica of Pegasus' do, but blond * How'd you do that?
PEGASUS: Oh, a little of this, a little of that. It'll wear out in three days.
T: Three days?
PEGASUS: Yes, but don't worry. I washed your hair, it was so terribly greasy.
T: But. I like greasy. I get the cool little wave over my left eye!
SHADI: *laughing hysterically *
T: Your turn. *Devious grin *
SHADI: Nooooooo! T holds Shadi down while Pegasus unwraps the turban.
SHADI: READ AND REVIEW! NEXT UP, IN WHICH THERE IS THE MYSTERIOUS ARRIVAL OF A CRUSTATION! AHH! YOU GOT GEL IN MY EYES!
T: Ouch!
PEGASUS: Well, if you didn't squirm so much!
A/N: Heya! Hiya! How are ya? Now, I hate to interrupt, but I must address this issue. I have spent one year of my life writing this fiction, between school and vacations, writer's block. All TWENTY SOMETHING CHAPTERS, on a dos computer with a blinding screen, a very tiny, blinding screen, in a program, which no longer exists. It's a dinosaur! Type type type, alt Save enter, save as text, alt exit enter, wait for it to close, 4 (which is the command to back it up) stick disk in, makes a funny sound like it's going to blow up, file copied, turn off computer, run like a chicken to the family room to pop the disk in, go to the A drive, open the file, ctrl c, ctrl v to a word document, spend ten minutes fixing it up because it's not formatted, get to the site, log in, put it up. Now, that doesn't sound like much, but when you do it for each chapter of TWENTY SOMETHING! Well.. Enough of my bitching. ^^;. Reviews would be very much appreciated; I'll thank the good people at the end of my fiction in a whole nether chapter of names. Please review, you'll shut me up and the A/N will go away forever! BLACKMAIL! HEEHEE!
T, Pirate duke of Leprechauns Don't let the squirrels near your nuts and beware the colorectal surgeon.
T: *walks into the room * *walks out of the room *
SHADI: Hey! *Grabs her shoulders * don't you leave me with our guest!
T: Gu.Est?
PEGASUS: Halloo, Shadi-boy! T. Girl?
T: I LIKE TO WEAR SUITS, OKAY?
SHADI: *whispering * I would not get her angry! She keeps her sanity in a jar!
PEGASUS: Oh. *pause * Can I do your hair?
T: Jeese. This is worse then when Shadi dropped his panties.
PEGASUS: Panties? *Snickers *
SHADI: They were boxers!
T: Panties rhymes well. Kind of.
PEGASUS: Please! Can I do your hair, T? *Skips around the room *
T: Fine. Just. Don't do that!
SHADI: Oh dear. * Ahem * Anyways, I'll let Pegasus do this disclaimer this time.
PEGASUS: T-Boy doesn't own Star Wars, LOTR, Yu-Gi-Oh or South Park.
T: Boy?
SHADI: You're defiantly more masculine then him. Hey.. That's stupid! The disclaimer just blew the surprise!
T: Psh.. Yeah! I mean, since I'm using the site I wouldn't own it, eh?
PEGASUS: *Grabs T's hair around his fingers * what to do with this mess!
T: AR! Why don't I keelhaul your ass right now!
SHADI: * Holding up a sign that reads 'history lesson' * Keelhauling is a form of punishment where the Captain would string a rope across the ship, tying the rule breaker to this rope. Then, five or six men would pull on one end of the rope, pulling the rule breaker under the boat and up the side. Except, the ship's spanned wide, so they would probably drown or bleed to death from the razor sharp barnacles underneath the hull. Now, we'll cut to the fic, because this is going to get ugly. Very, very, ugly.
Chapter Ten
I WANT MY CHEEZIE POOFS!
Gandalf sighed. Things were getting quite boring indeed. He was sitting all alone in the living room, watching a movie on discovery, if you could actually call it a movie. 'The wonders of Bull seals' it was titled, and, according to Gandalf, it was bull.
The younger members of the houseshare were having a duel monsters tournament (Leia had also learned to play), while the Yamis, Han and Chewie were playing canasta in Han's room. He would have had Yoda's company, except he was off meditating, again. Gandalf thought this to be an excuse for constipation, as Yoda never ate any fibre.
During a commercial, Gandalf got up and made his way to the kitchen to grab himself a soda and an extra-large-jumbo-elephant bag of cheezies. He grunted as he picked it up. The bags weren't normally this heavy! In frenzy, he opened all the drawers, only to remember that Gollum had stolen all the bottle openers.
" Stupid creature. Stealing that part off the hair dryer, all of the spoons and now this!"
Making his way back to the living room, he made a pit stop at the cupboard under the stairs to throw in the metal bottle top. Who needed a garbage can when they had Gollum?
"My precious!" Gollum hissed, and Gandalf just had to laugh.
He sat down with the bag of cheezies, and resumed watching the movie. For some odd reason, the bag kept slipping away. Finally, he stuck it behind a cushion and it stopped. His hand was halfway to the bag when he halted to listen. A chomping noise was coming from somewhere in the room. He looked around, but no one was to be seen.
Gandalf shrugged, and stuck his hand in the bag. "YARRGH!" He bellowed, pulling out his hand and nursing the bite mark. Gandalf took up his staff and beat the bag, it rolled on the floor and emitting several loud curses. Finally, it burst open, and a small, obese boy in a toque with beady eyes rolled out.
Gandalf stared at the kid, and the kid stared at Gandalf, saying. " My grandmother can hit better then that!" "What on earth were you doing in that bag?" The boy murmured something that he couldn't quite catch. "Pardon?"
"I said, lick my chocolate salty balls, mother fucker!" The kid said, gesturing inappropriately.
"Why you little-" "What're you gonna do about it, Grandpa? Gonna beat me with your cane? I want my cheezie poofs!" Gandalf sighed. "What's your name?" " Cartmen. And you, pointy hat? Hey, can you do any tricks with that thing?" "I beg your pardon?!" " Can you shove it up your-" "Gandalf! Who's that?" "Hey lady! Lick my chocolate-" Gandalf clamped a hand over Cartmen's mouth. "He appears to be another member of the houshare." "You got that right mother-" "Got quite the mouth." Leia said.
"Yes I do lady! I can say anything I want. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck! Fuckity fuckity fuck!"
"That's enough!"
/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*- /*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/*-/
PEGASUS: Done! //^o^\\
T: Gak! *Reaches up and touches an exact replica of Pegasus' do, but blond * How'd you do that?
PEGASUS: Oh, a little of this, a little of that. It'll wear out in three days.
T: Three days?
PEGASUS: Yes, but don't worry. I washed your hair, it was so terribly greasy.
T: But. I like greasy. I get the cool little wave over my left eye!
SHADI: *laughing hysterically *
T: Your turn. *Devious grin *
SHADI: Nooooooo! T holds Shadi down while Pegasus unwraps the turban.
SHADI: READ AND REVIEW! NEXT UP, IN WHICH THERE IS THE MYSTERIOUS ARRIVAL OF A CRUSTATION! AHH! YOU GOT GEL IN MY EYES!
T: Ouch!
PEGASUS: Well, if you didn't squirm so much!
A/N: Heya! Hiya! How are ya? Now, I hate to interrupt, but I must address this issue. I have spent one year of my life writing this fiction, between school and vacations, writer's block. All TWENTY SOMETHING CHAPTERS, on a dos computer with a blinding screen, a very tiny, blinding screen, in a program, which no longer exists. It's a dinosaur! Type type type, alt Save enter, save as text, alt exit enter, wait for it to close, 4 (which is the command to back it up) stick disk in, makes a funny sound like it's going to blow up, file copied, turn off computer, run like a chicken to the family room to pop the disk in, go to the A drive, open the file, ctrl c, ctrl v to a word document, spend ten minutes fixing it up because it's not formatted, get to the site, log in, put it up. Now, that doesn't sound like much, but when you do it for each chapter of TWENTY SOMETHING! Well.. Enough of my bitching. ^^;. Reviews would be very much appreciated; I'll thank the good people at the end of my fiction in a whole nether chapter of names. Please review, you'll shut me up and the A/N will go away forever! BLACKMAIL! HEEHEE!
T, Pirate duke of Leprechauns Don't let the squirrels near your nuts and beware the colorectal surgeon.
