Chapter 20, 2011
Sorry, it's been so long. I trust you all had a Happy Christmas, and a great new year. Within that time, I read Mortal Coil, and Dark Days. Good books, terrible endings. Sorry, but do any of you have suggestions for anything? I need some inspiration, here. Thanks, and please review to tell me!
Fletcher Renn was talking to Valkyrie Cain on a chat, because her phone broke. She was IMing him while he was in Greece, for there was a report of another teleporter.
Val'sBoy: I miss you, babe.
Fletch'sGal: Call me babe one fore time…
Val'sBoy: Babe.
Fletch'sgal: …
Genius has logged on
Val'sBoy: Who the hell are you?
Genius: I am an intelligent life form searching for children with obnoxious haircuts. I devour them, ridding them of the human society.
Fletch'sGal: *giggles* Hello, *giggle* intelligent *bursts out laughing* OOkkk, you are soooo not intelligent. Remember "Our plan consisted of, and I quote 'lets get up close, and see what happens" you failed, lifeform.
Genius: it was a good plan, Valkyrie.
Val's boy: that better not be Caelan. I swer, if you EVER do that again, I swear that I'll…
Fletch'sGal: Fletcher, chill. It's just Skulduggery. Why do you have an IMing thingy, anyway, Skul?
Genius: I'm expanding my intellect, thank you, for the support, Valkyrie. Actually, this is pretty confusing…
Fletch'sGal: The Famous Skeleton Detective… Confused? *theatrical gasp* Armageddon is here!
Genius: Don't remind me of those days…
TryMe and I'llKillYouHorribly have logged on.
TryMe: Why, hello Val, Fletch… *giggles* intelligent…. As if.
I'llKillYouHorribly: Hello, you Irish mistakes.
Val'sBoy: Feelin' the love….?
Fletch'sGal: Lemme fill you in: Why the HELL do you have a IM account?
I'llKillYouHorribly: Expandin' my knowledge, thank ya' Miss Cain.
Genius: History is repeating itself.
Genius: It's because I'm here.
I'llKillYouHorribly has logged off. …Really has logged on.
…Really: Bye, Sanguine. C'ya soon. In jail. *mumbles*
Genius: Who are you, and what are you thinking
…Really: …Really? Lots of clever little things. You don't know me. I'd bet Fletcher and Val know. After…. Well… no comment.
Fletch'sGal: ADRASDOS? YOU'RE STILL ALIVE? I THOUGH YOU WENT MISSING BY SANGUINE
…really: I was dead in the forst place. How many times by how many people have to tell you things like that?
Genius: Thank you, Adrasdos. Remember 1856, the Spring Convention.
…really: *bursts out into laughter* Oh LOL.
Genius: LOL indeed.
TryMe,…Really, and Genius have logged off.
Fletch'sGal: And then there were two.
Val'sBoy: two VERY beautiful people.
Fletch'sGal: Word. Now that it's just the two of us, I have to say that-
TheTailor, ZombieKing and Prettiest have logged on.
Fletch'sGal: Hello Ghastly, China, and….. You're a bloody idiot, Scapegrace.
Thetailor: I agree
Prettiest: If that VILE thing is here with me, then I have no other choice.
TheTailor: You're logging out?
Prettiest: no, you'll see. 3..2..1..
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