The Life of Resetti--Written in a Fred

by DaBraxMan

A story I wrote for fun on ACC. Not to be taken too seriously. It's mostly a test on my character portrayal skills. I hope you guys like it. Reviews concerning how well or poorly I portray each character are welcome. Constructive criticism is very much appreciated. Yes, the cover stinks.

13. Entry 13--The Fan-Input Entry

-This entry was made after a small absence, and multiple people requested to be in the story. So I obliged-

Dear Fred,

Whoa, it's been a while, Fred, ol' pal. I've been too busy with these resettin' kids. It's just that time of year when all the kiddies get spring fever...so they take out their stress on the reset button. Maybe they want me to do their ragin' for 'em. WELL I AIN'T GOT SPRING FEVER. I knew it'd be early this year anyways. I got this knack with predicting the seasons. Mostly spring.

But lemme tell ya about this chick, Cassie...whatta load a' trouble! She's reset 12 times already (I count 'em! THAT'S RIGHT, CASSIE, I COUNT 'EM) and she always acts like she don't remember. She lies like a cowhide rug.

Then there's Krystal...I think she has some sorta brain damage or somethin'. Nothin' too bad, I've seen worse...but it's like she can't handle bein' interrogated. She just shuts down and starts tryin' to talk about somethin' else. "Oh, heyyy, Mr. Resetti! Lovely weather today isn't it?"

YOUR CONSCIENCE IS THE ONLY THING HERE WEATHERIN' AWAY I CARE ABOUT.

And then there's Alana, who puts her guilt on the younger sibling, who goes off and cries because I start yellin'. Honesty. What happened to honesty?

But wait! There's MORE. Then there's Rebecca. She tells me the battery keeps dying on her. I smell her lies. Amidst all the dirt I gotta tunnel through, I smell her dirty little lies. I think she's just tryin' to get out of gettin' yelled at...but THAT WON'T ALWAYS WORK. IF THE RED LIGHT FLASHES, TO THE SAVE BUTTON YA DASHES.

Then there's one more kid I dealt with just the other day...Kelsie? Maybe? She's kinda new. Her little sister kept buggin' me, askin' if I'm in some sort of intimate relationship...well, YEAH. I got a girl...but I ain't tellin' her that. It's about time some kid dreamt about this hunk of mole without givin' 'em nightmares...one less kid that'll take me to court! GAH HA HA HA HA!

Oh, look at the time...I gotta hit the sack. But I'll say this one last thing...

Don't always use a comma to make a pause in a sentence. Use an ellipse. You know...what I just used. It ain't hard.

Now...

SCR~

OH, REALLY. IT HAD TO BREAK THERE AG~

ARRRRRGH~

Just scram already.