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It was late in the day when an everyday occurence... occured.
*Drring*
"hrkflm?"
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"nnnn..."
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*DRIIIIIIIIIIIING*
"Wahh? Aliens, mars.... Ranma? nahh it was just a dream. I'll just go back
to sleep in my cozy little bed and dream nice, healthy dreams."
*DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING*
"GHAAAA! What the hell was that?"
The sleepy teenager (what else?) looked to his left for a moment. He tried
to focus his eyes but they simply wouldn't work right however much he
tried. "I think I need glasses" He proclaimed and got out of bed. Eeer,
rather he bonked into the wall. "ouw!" He rubbed his nose.
*DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING*
He turned to his right and focused on the alarm clock. "There you are!
Let's see... THREE O'CLOCK! /�&?�&#*&(#(�)% I missed Freakazoid" He got out
of bed (to the right this time) got dressed (if you must know the t-shirt
was put on backwards) and went downstairs to get some food.
He was just about to set his foot on the stairs when a woman screamed from
downstairs "DAVID? ARE YOU AWAKE?" "NO MOM I'M SLEEPING IN." "GOOD THEN YOU
CAN GET THE MAIL?" David groaned heavily. "OKAY BUT I'M EATING BREAKFAST
FIRST" He walked down and into the kitchen, sliced a few sandwiches,
nibbled on them, put on shoes and walked outside to get the mail.
The sun was close to setting and the air was chilly. David walked over to
the mailbox and fished out everything inside. "Andy's gonna pay for this he
should have woken up before I did" He looked through the mail at the same
time as he planned sweet revenge on his sibling and walked inside to the
warmth"
"This is dad's, so's this, and this, and this, and this, and this, and
this, and this, and this, and here is a letter for mom and... junkmail.
Nothing more?" He kicked the shoes of his feet and placed all the mail in
its rightful place. The junk in the garbage can, dads mail on his desk and
moms letter in her hands. That done, he went to the kitchen to finish his
sandwiches.
"DAVID!" *Sigh* "WHAT NOW?" "MAIL FOR YOU" David grabbed the last sandwich
and brought it with him. "Mom I don't have to check the E-mail every time
there's something for me." His mother just sat there typing on the
computer. "Here!" She pointed to the opened letter that was addressed to
her. David took it out.
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Dear FFMLer,
With this invitation you are invited to attend the Horsemen's
Ball.
This is a formal event so please dress up in one of the following:
Guyver suit, Gundam, D.D. battle mover, Techkno armor, Sailor suit,
Moldiver suit, Hardsuit, Birthday suit, etc.
The proper accessories are, of course:
N2 mine, hyper rays, thermonuclear (grelvin) devices,
plasma/light sabers, BWODs (big weapons of destruction).
Hope you can be there,
-Death
Famine
War
Pestilence
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"So what do you think?" His mother stopped typing. "What do you mean?" "Do
you want to go to the ball or not?" She immediately glared at him. "I HATE
that Japanese crap! You take care of your own stuff! Now GO AWAY I'M
WRITING!" David raised his arms wardingly. "Okay, okay, I'll leave you
alone" He walked up the stairs and flicked the switch on his computer.
*blip* Windows 95 began booting up. David sat down to wait. Nothing
happened, well for a while at least. The silence was broken by a scream
from downstairs that could disturb Kasumi on valium.
David immediately bounced down the stairs. Rounding the corner, he saw a
huge black blot covering the doorway. A little kid in a bathrobe, with a
slightly wider birth in the area of his midsection than what everyone in
the family considered good for him, was standing close to it. He asked
sleepily what all the commotion was about and if everyone could please be
quieter. David pushed him out of the way and ran into the black thing.
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David, not Dai.