Fibfi-Chan: Well, Angels spending the night at her friends house, so, we'll just skip pretending to be her.
Blank: FIBFI-CHAN! YOU FREAKIN PUT JUSTIN BIEBER ONTO MY I-POD! WTF!
Fibfi-Chan: …well…I like him…
Deke: Hey, I just put the cup-cakes for the reviewers in the oven. And…Oh…My…God…Blank's mad…I've spent every day of my life with him and annoyed him to no end, but, I've never seen him mad…
Fibfi-Chan: …I sorta put Justin Bieber on his i-pod…
Masquerade: Oh my god Fibfi! You know how much he hates that guy!
Blank: -being held back by Deke and Masquerade while Fibfi-Chan runs for her life-
Deke & Masquerade: Ignore Blank's little outburst and read!
There was a man, dressed in all black and white, standing there, in front of me, holding a gun with smoke coming out of the barrel, with a firm hold. I couldn't make out his face though, he was to far away, but I could tell that he had a black bowlers hat on, shadowing his eyes.
Laying on the ground, a few feet in front of him, motionless and pale, yet, covered in a dark substance, that I was guessing was blood, was a person, looking around eighteen, with long black hair with a small blue tint, tied in a low pony tail, and was wearing a black v-neck shirt, dark blue, baggy, and ripped up denim jeans, and black combat boots, but I couldn't see his face, since it was facing away from me.
He looked so familiar, yet…not. I can't explain it, but, there was something about him that made my mind scream 'I know him!', but, It also made my heart throb painfully and tears sting at my eyes, threatening to fall.
I tried to move, to get closer to the scene to save the boy, but, I realized that I couldn't. It felt as if I was rooted to the ground. As if…I had cement gluing my feet to the ground.
I looked down, trying to see what was holding me down, keeping me from running to the scene to help, and felt my heart stop in mid beat, and my mind start racing, as I realized, that, I couldn't see my body, but, I still felt it.
I went to put my hand in front of my face, checking to see if that was still visible, but, I found that I couldn't move that either.
What's wrong with me? What's happing? Why can't I move? I can't just stand here and watch that poor person die! Were the thoughts running through my head, as I franticly tried to speak, but found that when I opened my mouth, no sound came out. Not even a little squeak!
Now I was franticly trying to figure out what to do, as I saw the guy who murdered the teen walk towards him, and kneel down, with a scary aura around him.
A few seconds later, He looked up at me and my heart stopped fully, one hundred percent, as I saw his face. I couldn't belive this! The person who murdered that teen, the person who was holding the gun that went through the poor boys heart, the person staring right at me, and standing just a few feet away, was-
I jolted up in my bed covered in cold sweat and gasping for air as the memory of my dream blurred so much that I couldn't even remember it, except that a boy was shot through the heart, and the murderer was someone that scared me to no end, but, besides that, I couldn't remember anything about it. Anything.
It was a few days after the full moon, and Lavi, Lenalee, Cross, and I have all become murder suspects, but then we were all cleared and proven innocent. I don't know why, but I feel as if they made a huge mistake by doing that. HUGE.
I blinked as I began wondering what time it was, looked around for a clock, fully missing the clock right beside me, just like the smart teenaged boy I am. NOT. I'm probably the dumbest being on earth! Well…not including the humping poodles…I mean, how can the be so dumb, that they hump eachother even though their both GUYS! Unless…they're doing secret yaoi photoshoots and are just practicing for it…huh. That's actually really possible…
Anyway, after about what felt like three hours later, and was three hours later, as my Anger Management Teacher told me, I finally found my alarm clock! Yay! But, that only happened because Kanda got bored of watching me be an idiot and told me where it was. Yeah…lets just keep that to ourselves, 'kay? Cross thinks I'm finally getting smart, and I don't want him to be smacked in the face with the fact that a brick can, and has beaten me in an I.Q. test. As did that pile of dog crap…and the worm…and the leaf…and the piece of paper…and my Dr. Pepper.
Hey, here's a fun fact! Did you know that the bubbles in soda are really farting yeast? Ya know, yeast. The stuff that makes the holes in bread? Yeah, it's really alive. And, you know that all the clear and yellow stuff in eggs? Yeah, it's really chicken period. Just wanted to say that.
Anyway, my eyes widened as I realized the most important thing in the whole world. The thing that can save man-kind, or end it. The thing that can make the apocalypse come early. The thing that can solve why diet soda is said to be better for you then real soda, even though it's overloaded with chemicals.
I…saw…WAIT! I need a drum roll! Those things are epic!
Thank you, now, anyway, as I was saying, I…saw…
A HUGE PILE OF KENTUCKTY FRIED CHICKEN! LIKE, OH MY GOD! EPIC! EPICLY AWESOME!
A few minutes later, Kanda walked back into the room (through the wall, might I add) with Daysia, only to see me worshipping the huge bucket of chicken, still in my pajama pants, which had a huge wet spot on the front from where I apparently peed myself while in my worshipping mode, and chanting 'Oh mighty chicken, you have never ending greatness. Oh mighty chicken, let me bask in your awesomeness. Oh mighty chicken, let me please you with this praise.' Over and over. Non, flipping, stop.
They both just stared at me with dumbfounded expressions, then slowly backed away the way they came.
I blinked after a few seconds then remembered that I should be eating the chicken, not worshipping it. I mean, that's just…wow. A bit over the edge.
Anyway, a few minutes later, after I devoured all the chicken and Kanda and Daysia came back, although being as far away from me as possible because I was still in my pee pants. And I smelled. Blame the pee pants! …and all the chicken…chicken makes me fart…and crap myself…at the same time…I've done it…like…fiftie times before…and it was gross…and went flying across my bedroom…and it's still there, since no one wanted to clean it up…and people wonder what gives my room that 'british' scent…hah! More like british crap!
I suddenly sat up and my eyes widened as I realized who the person in my dream was. The teen who was dieing. It…it was…Kanda…but…why did I see his death…? I mean, I wasn't even there!
Don't be so sure about that, dear.
I glared at the wall, now pretending that it was my Anger Managment Teachers head and that it burst into flames, then imploded! Yes. Imploded. It's a word. Instead of ex ploding, you know, go out, it im ploded. Going in, not out. Anyway, 'What are you even talking about!' Was my short response to her, but, sadley I got no reply.
I got up and walked over to my window, now becoming lost in thought and then froze and screamed. Screamed like some fat guy was about to rape me. Screamed like Tyki Mikk was about to rape me.
What I saw in Tiedoll's house scared me for life. Life. It scared me more then when I saw Tyki naked! But, oh my god, I would totally let him rape me if I wasn't wanting Kanda to rape me. Although, Kanda can't touch anything, so, it would be pretty much impossible, unless…he pretended to rape me…
Anyway, what I saw was the most disturbing thing anyone could ever see…Tiedoll bought two cute and adorable lop-eared bunnies last night…both guys, and apparently were getting humping lessons from the poodles, since, you know, they were humping and all. I mean, really! How can such cute and innocent creatures do something so bad!
Fibfi-Chan: Well, how'd you all like it?
Readers: -silent-
Fibfi-Chan: …guys? –looks over at everyone then sweatdrops-
Readers: -all laying dead on the floor from boredom-
Fibfi-Chan: …Deke…Blank…Masquerade…please clean up the dead readers…their sorta messin up my zen…
Deke, Blank & Masquerade: 'Kay 'Kay –start cleaning up the bodies-
Fibfi-Chan: For those of you still alive…review please?
Blank: Fibfi, how am I supposed to clean up dead bodys while I'm in a strait jacket?
Deke: Well…you sorta went berserk, so your staying in there until we trust you again.
Blank: -grumble- Fine…
Masquerade: Anyone who reviews gets cupcakes!