Eric: okay while we're at it, lets hit this one Sarah, its sorta a
conclusion to Lonely Christmas.

Sarah: *head buried in fridge* does Mousse come back?

Eric: I have no clue i haven't read it yet, i'm waiting on you!

Sarah: hang on a second.

Eric: btw people i dont actually read the fics then C&C them i read them
at the same time i write these little things.

Sarah: okay lets get this excercise over with.


OneShot wrote:

        There came a soft knock at the door, which gave Shampoo a quick start.

Sarah: vroom vroom

Eric: do you have to?

She wasn't expecting any company. One grew used to the solitude after not having
any company over for several years.

Eric: *sniff* doesn't one?

Sarah: oh for crying out loud.

        She wiped her tears away and went and opened the door.

Sarah: She wiped her tears away, went and opened the door.

        It didn't even take a split second for Shampoo to recognize 

Eric: it Shampoo less then a split second to recognize who it was.

who it was.

Mousse hadn't changed much in all those years. The only difference was 

Sarah: oh then he's still an unhearing, insenstive jerk?

Eric: you have no heart for him at all do you?  

in his
appearance eyes. Through contact lenses, they showed a side to him 

Sarah: wow all that from just one glance!

Eric: with his eyesight problems the contacts probably leapt right out
at her.  Hell they probably what he used to knock on the door.


Shampoo

hadn't seen in many years. His eyes looked every bit as kind as when he did care
for her..

Sarah: when was that?  a side of him that never showed through before?

        "Hello, Shampoo" he said in a soft voice, a small smile on his lips.

Sarah: wipe that smug grin off your face boy.

        "M-Mousse" Shampoo stuttered. It was as if her dreams had come true. All
these years she wished he would walk back into her life, and now, here he was.

Sarah: do you still have that anvil i gave you?  c'mon girl you can do
better then an obssessive twit like him

Eric: shouldn't she at least give him a chance? I mean it has been ten
years he could've grown up.

And standing right before her, as handsome as every,

Sarah: as every duck she saw in the ponds during the summer.

 emanating a kindness she
didn't deserve.

Sarah: hah.  He's the one who left you, when you needed someone!  He's a
wuss, a twit!

Eric: *whistles at the men in white coats* give her one of those shots
men.

Sarah: *erupts into a bright green pillar of flame and powerblasts the
two men in white coats* no thank you.

        "Shampoo, before you say anything, can you please let me speak?"
        Shampoo slowly nodded her head. All she wanted to do was embrace him,
and never let him go. She had lost him once, and was scared to lose him again.

Eric: oh just throw yourself into his arms, even if he is taken, well,
he's still a friend.

Sarah: You love ally mcbeal dont you?

Eric: you betcha!

Through sheer willpower was she able to keep her emtions under control. She had
to. Moussehad gone on with his life. He might be someone's 

Eric: for some reason this typo makes me thirsty for beer.

husband....someone's

lover.

Sarah: yes heaven forbid he might even have... *gasp* grown up!

        "Shampoo, I missed you. Will you take me back?"

Sarah: well that was nice. no really it was.

Eric: is he admitting he's wrong?

Sarah: i hope so.  *puts down anvil she was hefting*

        With a smile so radiating that it could melt the snow outside, 

Sarah: so radiating that it would make Mr. Burns envious.

Eric: you love the simpsons dont you.

Sarah: oh dont pretend you dont watch them every night and know half the
lines by heart.

Eric: why you cotton pickin!

Shampoo

accepted him with all her heart. She embraced warmly, loving him even more as he
returned the embrace. As he held her, it felt right. She belonged in his arms.
She always belonged in his arms.

Sarah: i bit repetitive.

Eric: did you say repetitive?

Sarah: yes i said repetitive.

Eric: I thought you said repetitive.

Sarah: *powerblasts Eric into the wall*  That will be enough of that.

        "D-does that mean yes?" Mousse said. He knew Shampoo used to toy with
his heart like that.

Sarah: trust a little bit boy, you screwed her around as much.

        Shampoo looked up into Mousse's eyes. He had returned to her, came back
into her life. She couldn't be any happier. She only said one word before she
pressed her lips against his.
        "Yes"

Eric: oh sure she gets her wish.

Sarah: oh please!

 

Hey, I hafta add somethin'. It was too depressin' for my tastes...
Nothing better than a warm heart on a cold night :)

Eric: thats a matter of opinion.  I liked the original ending better,
this one makes me depressed here lemme add my own touch...


	Shampoo awoke all of a sudden and realized it was nothing but a dream.
Biting back tears she collapsed back into her empty bed and tried to get
back to sleep.  Nights were often the loneliest.
 
Sarah: god whens the last time you had a happy thought?

Eric: umm today around 5:45pm.

-OneShot
Jeffrey Keith Wong: jeffwong@li.net
http://www.rit.edu/~jkw7063/fanfic/index.htm
http://www.li.net/~jeffwong/index.htm
The latter site has been updated on Sept 26th.

Eric: thanks for the added ending.  I suppose it was happier.

Sarah: even if i *glows green for emphasis* dont agree with it.

More fun with Sarah and Eric coming up later.  They have a HUGE backlog
of fics to go through, maybe Cubicle will make an appearance.

-- 
"I always hated stories that ended poorly. I
always felt cheated.  But you can't feel cheated
forever.  And then she woke up...
I suppose there are worse endings."
--Rose Walker, Lost Hearts
http://www.erols.com/eda104/