FIC: The Late Shift

[bulldog tidnab]

wow... gone for a few hours and there's an update AND i'm scritched?

but i think i'm gonna need a list as well....



and in the interest of more writing... let the scritching continue...



*scritch scritch scritch*



BT

"i'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back..." -Buffy "Restless"

[mollyig]

You Remind Me of the Babe…The Babe with the Power…

I'm going to be singing that for the rest of the day!



"Stampede of arm-chewing horses…." I was wondering if it'd be horsies or froggies!

I could paint you in the dark, 'cause I've studied you with hunger as a work of art - Collecting you (Indigo Girls)

[tkheaven]

WOOOHOOOO...This Is AWESOME! Man, it all makes sense..play out all their fears..Xander with the women (with the sharp teeth they're just as bad as clowns), Anya with the bunnies, Buffy was probably going through something with either death (for the gazzilionth time) or loosing Dawn and Spike with the whole vampire sunlight thing...and now..Willow and her arm biting horses..a STAMPEDE !!! LOLOL, this is GREAT. Can't wait for the next installment!

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"Hey Will, this is me. It doesn't all have to be good and fine. This is the room where you don't have to be brave. I still love you. If you're worried, you can be worried."

- Tara to Willow

Episode 603: "Afterlife"

[Owl]

Wiccachica--

Are you sure you just have the one brain working on this? This isn't, oh, I don't know... already all planned out and sent to us in serial form through some big important writers' forum? I'm sticking with my multiple troll conspiracy theory. hmph! *draws self up into challenging stance* Really, I know you explained your process, but this whole thing just has me reeling. *attempts to enumerate neato things that have happened since has been more or less away recieving visit from thankfully normal-toothed ex.* Ah, too many. (clowns *shudder*) I love how you put them in the house of oddities, and of course, the nightmares. brava! I'm still scared.

I'm learning everything I can about scritching so that I can give you a really good one when my time comes...



random babble:

Friday, I was at my friday place of slavic fun and whatnot, having a bit of vodka with some perfectly innocent conversation about squirrels... but no. Because it just isn't possible anymore... I almost said, "you know, I read somewhere that squirrels are actually evil..." grrrrrr! and I wasn't even drunk. Dangerously oversugared, certainly, but not drunk. bah!



You know, mollygig, there actually is a carousel with frogs on it in Baltimore. Frogs and horses.... (and possibly bunnies) Good thing Willow's miles and miles away.

[wiccachica]

Owl... Just one brain...just one day at a time (I promise) I used to do Daily Stories in high school some years back and I just got addicted to writing little one page stories...



Though today's was a little more thought out (due to the asking of ass-kicking yesterday) I still just put it to 'puter this morning...



And Owl...warming up your scritcher? Is that for the troll or for me? (wink)



The Morning Edition:



Chapter 138: A Callithumpian Dissention



It happens so fast and so forcefully that I stagger backwards slightly and then spin around in unnerved panic.



" What have you done to them?!" I demand. Aunt Acacia steps forward, the glass on the floor craunching loudly beneath her oddly sensible shoes.



" I let them go." She says simply enough.



Why would she put them through all of that…just to let them go at the tiniest threat from you…without so much as a fuss?



" Why would you?" I ask aloud. Yes. Sometimes the best thoughts should be repeated.



" Say I kill your little friends…At this point I see that killing them isn’t going to MAKE you help us….probably quite the opposite in fact….but being a FRIEND to you…gaining your trust….now that will work miracles…"



" You are NOT my friend…and I in NO way trust you." I tell her, even as she comes nearer. She looks like she wants to start that hair-stroking thing again.



" Then killing you, Tarina…won’t hurt as much as I thought…" She says.



Hold on a minute here….KILLING ME???



I shake my head slightly in disbelief.



" But you’re my family…my blood…" I say, not quite grasping the reasoning she has going on right now…



" Oh…dead or alive…you’ll still be family Tarina…but dead…ohh… dead you’ll be able to come around to our way of thinking much FASTER…."



" Okay…can I just say that your sense of FAMILY is all screwed up here…" I say…not backing away from her yet…no…backing away would show fear…trepidation…and possibly even eventually….lead to anger…and somehow….you know she FEEDS on all of that.



" You won’t think that way when you’re with us…" She says.



Oh Goddess…



" You’re dead." I say plainly.



I should have figured it out sooner.



That’s why she wants this so badly. She has a sort of INVESTMENT in the turnout here.



The Dead ruling over the living with an Iron hand…of COURSE…and how better to convince her niece to read the Scrit…than to bring her around to ‘their’ way of thinking…



Then I’ll have a sort of STOCK in the outcome too…



By the way, Tara…you notice how you seem to be getting all of the weirdo family lineage stuff lately? Shouldn’t your Karma be like….clear by now?



" Dead is such an awful word, Tarina…we prefer Realm Impaired…."



I give my aunt my most defiant chin action.



" Okay…get this…I am NOT going to help you destroy the world as we know it….PERIOD." I say.



" It’s your destiny, Tarina….your CALLING…" She says to me…still in her annoying phone sales mode.



" Yeah? Well it’s a wrong number."



Aunt Acacia sighs. She looks extremely disappointed in me right now, and for once…I am GLAD to disappoint.



" Then it looks like I’m going to have to do this the HARD way…" She says.



…And then delicately begins to try and kill me.



(I say try, mind you, because…as you know…a Scooby is never an easy kill….In fact…it’s a downright pain in the ass to wage war on one….and an even bigger pain to WIN….)



" OUT!" She shouts…and sends me crashing backwards and through the (actually quite heavy) front door of the House of Human Oddities.



The air is torn from me…and I’m more shocked than hurt as I strike the ground.



I roll to my side immediately and find my feet just as quick. She storms out of the building after me…and we stand for a brief moment staring at each other…



Oh…that’s how we’re playing it…OLD SCHOOL, huh?…Okay…LET’S GO….!



" Brake!" I shout at her.



Nothing happens.



Aunt Acacia smiles at me piteously. She shakes her head, and motions up to the wooden overhang above her head.



" Taking off a portion of a roof is a tall order for such a little witch…" She says.



" I know." I agree…just as she is side-longed from the left by a rapidly moving, heavy, gleaming silver object on wheels.



" But the brakes on that Corn-Dog stand up the hill there…..Much more my style….." I say.





TBC….

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

[mollyig]

Ah the usual giggle-fest continues. Thanks wiccachica



By the way, Tara you notice how you seem to be getting all of the weirdo family lineage stuff lately? Shouldn’t your Karma be like clear by now?

I could paint you in the dark, 'cause I've studied you with hunger as a work of art - Collecting you (Indigo Girls)

[Sassette]

Maybe I just fixate on weird things ... but the .. *snicker* oddly *chortle* sensible *LOL* SHOOEESSSSS!!!



Bwahahahahhahaaaa!!!!



-Sass

[UniDagger]

" But the brakes on that Corn-Dog stand up the hill there…..Much more my style….." I say.









LMAO. I love it!! I can just see auntie getting all big-eyed-huh?! look and turning....SMACK. Go Tara!! **perches anxiously on edge of chair..slips...looks around embarrassed and perches again...but a little safer back....waits for next update**

[Grimaldi]

just caught up with the last couple of updates, really loved them



So is Realm Impaired the new PC term for dead?

"Perhaps we should just leave nature alone to its simple, one-assed schematics."



"Will she keep on the ground, trying to save me. Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me. Could she love me again, or will she hate me." Alice in Chains, 'Rain When I Die'

[tkheaven]

Quote:

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"But the brakes on that Corn-Dog stand up the hill there…..Much more my style….."

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ROTFLMAO...OMGOMGOMG..HAHAHAHA



agreeing with UniDagger, here...LOL

Does the insanity ever stop?? Of course not, we live off it so Bring...It...On !!

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"Hey Will, this is me. It doesn't all have to be good and fine. This is the room where you don't have to be brave. I still love you. If you're worried, you can be worried."

- Tara to Willow

Episode 603: "Afterlife"

[wiccachica]

Yes...even my violence best resembles that of a Looney Toon episode (due to me being a non-violenty type gal)



I'm scritched to two wonderous woncubines ....and Sass writes me my very own update...what more could a girl ask for in this world???



Sass... likes the flirt...Sass writes more fic with the flirt...(writing this all down in my notes) ...Got it.



So Sass....this one is for you... Gorgeous.... Tit for Tat



Afternoon Edition:



Chapter 139: Go Right to the Source…and Ask the Horse…He’ll Give You the Answer that You Endorse….



Okay….there is something to be said for the cuteness of foot-high rainbow-coloured merry-go-round horses stampeding by…kicking up a waist-high cloud of dust on the Carnival floor.



Someone should put a disclaimer up in this place stating that Scary Carnival objects may appear smaller than the originals …



A tiny pink stallion rears up onto his hind legs and paws at the air…then ruffles his white mane… and proceeds to take up the flank of this loud…but Lilliputian group of creatures.



They disappear around the corner.



We are all left staring at a swatch of eensy-beensy hoof prints haloed by a settling cloud of dust.



" Well that was…." Xander starts…searching for the right word to describe tiny pastel ponies.



" Disturbing…I’m going with disturbing…." Buffy says…brushing the dust off her knees and shins.



" I was going to say ‘the weirdest thing I think I’ve seen yet…’ but ‘disturbing’ works for me." Xander agrees.



" We have to get the others…and leave this place...NOW." I say…ever the woman with the one-track mind tonight.



" I’m not going to argue with the lady…I say we saddle up and move out…" Spike says.



" NOT funny, Spike." Anya says. Still staring in the general direction the Pony Parade left in.



" Let’s get Dawn and Danger and…go find…" Buffy starts.



" Ooookaaay…I know we’re supposed to be in the big space ship right now…being all safe and what not…but we heard the…well the noise…and we came out to see…" Dawn interrupts from her spot beside the Ring Toss booth… behind me.



" Dawn!" I say in surprise. I really want to bonk her on the head with frustration right now for her NOT listening to my, ‘DON’T LEAVE THE SAFE GRAVITRON TO FOLLOW LOUD SCARY SOUNDS’ suggestion…



But I’m beaten to the punch (per se) by a Slayer who puts her sister into what I first assume is a lethal Slayer-like choke hold…



But turns out only to be a frantic hug.



Followed by a face smothering of kisses….



Dawn doesn’t move…not because she wants this kiss/hug onslaught to continue…but more out of utter shock at her older sister’s actions.



Actually we all can’t help but watch…it’s kind of like a train wreck…



" Do you know how HAPPY I am to see you???" Buffy croons…rocking her sister in her embrace now. Dawn blinks at her…then at us…



" Okay…what’s going on here? Drugs? Are there drugs to blame…?" She says breathlessly.



We all shrug dumbly…



" I’m just glad you’re… okay…. You’re not HURT??" She pulls back to examine her little sister…who takes this opportunity to struggle out of her pawing grip.



" Dawn…" Danger reminds her from beside the Ring Toss…holding Mack in one hand.



"Oh. I’m supposed to also tell you that the leaving the Gravitron was MY idea…and that Danger tried his best to keep me there…so none of this is HIS fault…" She says rolling her eyes.



" I only came with her because I couldn’t let her wander around out here alone…" He says.



" Speaking of wandering…and alone…" I say. " Can we …uhm kinda… SAVE the woman I LOVE now?" I insist…more than ask.



" How do we find her? If you haven’t noticed…this place keeps changing its layout every few minutes…the Oddity House could be anywhere…" Xander says…unable to take his eyes off the little squirming white puff of fur in Danger’s hand…



If he starts awwing at that puppy right now…he is so… TOAST…But he IS right….



I sit down…and settle myself…much to the surprise of the rest of the group…they all look down at me.



" I’ll find her. I will ALWAYS find her." I say…and close my eyes…



" Uhm…Will…the sitting-on-the-butt-sleeping thing…NOT the best way to GO FIND GIRLFRIEND…" Buffy says. " What are you doing?"



" Being a tree." I say…keeping my eyes closed.



TBC…

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

Edited by: wiccachica  at: 4/10/02 11:40:18 am

[Sassette]

Heh ... thank you, wiccachica *G* My very own update, with the obscurely clear "being a tree" thing.



Ooohhh ... and flirting in bold print. Nice



-Sass

[Drakkenfyre]

Oh,oh, I can be a tree, I can have little squirrels run across me and little bunnies play poker beneath my limbs, using cute little cajun voices, while arm chewing ponies chew the grass at my feet...AM I ON THE RIGHT TRACK..God you must really hate me or take great delight in my trembling...*holds out a hand* Please help me....

"We few, we happy few."
"We band of buggered."

[LeatherQueen]

Yay for the updates! And kick-ass Tara letting the Corn-dog cart do the work for her.



Ah yes, your loyal woncubine is here to do your bidding. *scritching loyally*



So... what do you need for more updates and maybe a little Will/Tara scene. Hey!! Here's a thought - they can scritch each other. Heh... *insert naughty scritching thoughts about Willow and Tara*



And when are we going to see more of the other Willows? You know... the missing ones?

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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." - Glory

[mollyig]

I'm still laughing at the stampede of carousel horsies!



And can I say again - I love Danger! The character not the Molly in peril kind.

I could paint you in the dark, 'cause I've studied you with hunger as a work of art - Collecting you (Indigo Girls)

[Grimaldi]

Sweet update. Willow saying she was going to be a tree was too funny.

"All these people are completely fucked. Metaphorically speaking, that is."



"Will she keep on the ground, trying to save me. Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me. Could she love me again, or will she hate me." Alice in Chains, 'Rain When I Die'

[wiccachica]

Good Morning Kittens!



Beck…beck…beck…



CK…I’m soooo glad you’re back! I’ve missed your super wry comments and all-around wonderfulness! (what? Okay…fine!) And the troll would like to add that he missed you too. He’s not much for the sentiments…being a troll and all…but I think I saw a little trolly tear in that eye….



Sass…What more can I say except…I always try to flirt in BOLD my adorable, intelligent, little Peanut Butter and Honey sammich (note I am trying to get you to write another update for me in the NEAR future…cuz I live for your updates…)



Drakkenfyre… You know…your little tyrade up there? It didn’t even seem odd to me…I was right with you…but if you would have admitted something about being a little teapot I might have been worried…cuz I’m the only little teapot in these parts!



LeatherQueen…Ahh….my very own woncubine…scritching me…I thought I’d never see the day….What do I need for another update? Well it is only to see you!…what do you need for naughty W&T scritching scenes to happen?…Hmm….in the wise words of one Sass….I say to you….RESEARCH…..RESEARCH…..RESEARCH…. (and as for the missing willows…well sweetheart…they actually have their own little vignette upcoming….so don’t you worry…)(okay…now I have to start thinking of a vignette…)



mollyig… I’m so glad you love Danger! I have such a place in my heart for him! He’s kind of fallen into the background as of late…but we’ll see….maybe he’ll have a spot in Will and Tare’s next adventure…(hmm…)



Grimaldi...I just read yours and I started to laugh out loud (and snort a little...cuz...yes I have a tiny little snort when I'm REALLY laughing) Willow being a tree...somewhere in my twisted mind...I HAD NO IDEA I meant that....(brings me back to Band Candy) LOL you are great!



Okay…on with the show…





Chapter 140: Consanguinity



" That was very clever….very….clever…." Aunt Acacia says, getting up off the ground after waving the cart away from her with an offhanded gesture. It clatters to one side like a spent toy…skidding the ten or so feet, on it’s side, before coming to a dusty stop.



She pats the straw from her black dress. " I wasn’t counting on clever." She says is a voice weighted with irritation.



" Well…surprise." I say with a slight shrug…but not letting my guard down for even a second.



" You realize how futile it is to resist me…" Even as she says this, she keeps wide berth of me.



Futile…like a FOX, Baby



I am mentally taking stock of all the potentially useful items in our vicinity…



" Yeah…but I also know that once you’ve opened the first gate…if you miss your time window and I haven’t opened the other two…then all of this…THIS….goes straight to Hell in the most literal sense of the word ever imagined….and in about ten minutes…this carnival is going to shift again…for the last time…and your window straight over the Hellmouth is going to be aligned. I figure resisting you is probably the BEST thing I could do right now…wouldn’t you?"



Aunt Acacia stops circling for a brief moment. She looks surprised.



I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve never strung that many words together…EVER…or I know enough to ruin her.



" I read ahead…" I say tapping my temple with what I hope is a smug enough smile to make her wonder…



Yes…maybe your little Tarina knows a LOT more than you’ve given her credit for….



Aunt Acacia straightens her back…and covers her shock with a flippant smile.



" Well…You don’t have ten minutes, Tarina…" Thin tendrils of dark energy surge over her forearms and hands…the sound is like angry, electrified eels coiling in ionized water…



Like she is about to unleash some wicked-large black arts all over the place…all over ME….



And just as quickly my mind races for a spell that’s going to deflect…to defend…



You just have to stay alive for TEN minutes, Tara…how hard can that be?



Aunt Acacia’s lips pull back in a semblance of a smile. She looks very proud of herself.



Instead of aiming those deadly hands at me…She discharges the energy at the red curtained building still attached to the House of Human Oddities.



I turn halfway to see the energy snake over the Crimson Curtain and disappear into the folds.



Silence.



Nothing.



I turn back to Aunt Acacia…trying to figure out what she had in mind… and she is still smiling at me…no….SMIRKING at me….



And THAT is never a good sign…she must have done something...



" I thought I’d reintroduce you to an old friend…" She says… " You seem to remember a lot about this place….don’t you….but there is something you WANT to forget…isn’t there…?"



" No." I say…Too quickly to be telling the truth…and even I know it.



There is something that you are trying to forget…something else…isn’t there…?



" No." I say again…in answer to my own inner demons….



" Tarina…an old friend would like to say hello…



I don’t turn to where she nods in indication. I don’t have to…I can hear it coming. All around me…my teeth resonate with it…my bones ache with fear…



You have to stay strong…you have to just…stay….



Click……………..Scrape………



TBC…

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

[Mix]

Hi, Been lurking for a while and finally decided I should respond. **Thinks about how to put it**

Ok Colour me confused. Great story though!

[wiccachica]

I always thought of confused as a light green with vibrant yellowy undertones...



Okay...truly...If you have any questions, MIX just ask away...I'm an open book....heh...okay an open fic...



I'm sorry if you have just recently read my fic...after the move, it lost all of the codes, format and italics... and to me it makes a big difference in understanding the story...(okay I'm pulling that out of my ear...It's confusing no matter what...)



So just ask away...anything you want....



chica

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

[mollyig]

Aaargggh. I can't wait to find out what Tara's afraid of. I have this image of Aunt Acacia as Miss Hannigan - not that one - the one from Annie!



Can I just be very very dull (as usual) and repeat that I love this fic?

I could paint you in the dark, 'cause I've studied you with hunger as a work of art - Collecting you (Indigo Girls)

[Sassette]

Heh ... wiccachica - that was pretty damn cool *G* Futile like a fox? LOL!!!



I'm gonna', umm ... go write now. Just for you. And maybe Ruth. And the tiny, tiny babies.



-Sass

[Canadian Kitty]

Ahhh the return of the click scrape. Remember the less traumatic days when all we wondered about was what on earth (or off) was in the, and I quote, "biggest, creakies, most sinister-looking house ever to rest it's moldering foundation on soil" ? Oh, wait, that wasn't less traumatic.



So what is it wiccachica? rogue stapler? enraged ticket puncher?



You continue to improve my week with every update wiccachica. thank you. *blows kiss to the troll and waits patiently for her weekly earlobe kisses*



CK

"You wanna go out sometime, for coffee, food, kisses and gay love?" Willow- Normal Again.

[jdcioffi]

As long as Tara's scary visitor isn't Tammy Faye, who's make-up removing tactics include horrible machinery that click and .. indeed, scrape. I think I'm up for your troll's worst ... (or is it best, I ferget).



(As ever, this fic is better than any tilt-a-whirl -- and it doesn't make me near as sick to my stomach).



JD

...but if I did call, she wouldn't hang up on me.

[wiccachica]

Staplers and Tammy Faye? Have you kids ever housed the outlandish idea that maybe ....just maybe....you are even WEIRDER than I AM...?



(still chuckling over the images...)



Afternoon Romp:



Chapter 141: As the World Turns…So Turneth I…Until I Getteth Really Dizzy and Fall Down…



" Willow…you CAN’T be a tree right now…we have to GET OUT of here…!" Anya whines.



" Shh.." I say…and keep my eyes tightly shut. " Listen…"



They all pause for a moment…listening in rapt silence.



" I don’t hear anything." Spike says.



" Exactly…keep it that way." I say…remaining still.



Be a tree…be a tree…be….a…tree….this is soooo stupid….be a tree….be a tree….



" Why couldn’t she just be a bat…for a little while…you know…a BIG one….that’ll fly us all out of here…on it’s back…?" Anya suggests.



Be a tree…be a tree… I don’t even know what good being a tree is going to do…unless I can uproot…and maybe fall over onto Anya right now………..BE…. a…. tree…



" The bat is symbolic." Danger says finally…exhausted, I think, with the lot of us. " I’m not even BRIGHT…and I know symbolism when it bites you on the back side."



I open my eyes but don’t get up.



" A baseball bat is only a piece of a tree…you can use it on the offense to strike faster…to hit the target easier….it’s symbolic of short term aggression….small…fast…furious…slices through the air much quicker…" Danger continues.



" And the TREE, Rain Man?" Spike asks…patting himself down in search of a cigarette or possibly a strong drink...



" The tree is the stronger of the two. It stands tall…and strong…and isn’t moved in the face of rage…It reflects…it stands…it perseveres time… "



" I’m getting it…but…I’m not…you KNOW….GETTING IT…" Xander says.



" Try hitting a tree with a bat sometime….and you’ll GET it." Dawn says.



" So I’m not actually trying to BE a tree…." I say looking up at Danger…dawning realization in my voice…



Danger squats down beside me…Mack in his far hand so as not to distract me with his unbearable cuteness… He puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder…



" You’re doing great…" He says, meaning it. I suddenly want to just HUG this strangely STRANGE Vampire.



" Uhm…Danger….?" Buffy asks… managing to already get her arms around her little sister again.



Danger stands again.



" Yep?"



" How did you….how come you…..know… THIS stuff…and not much of…." She stops herself from saying something she won’t be able to take back.



" ….Not much of anything else?" Danger finishes for her.



" Uhm….err…." Buffy hedges….



" That’s easy…I used to watch that show… Kung Fu…you know…with that bald David Carradine guy…He was the coolest…he knew pretty much EVERYTHING…and he was polite about it too…"



Ah ha….say no more….



" So we should all be sitting and waiting…like big dumb trees…instead of running REALLY fast like smart quick bats….gotcha." Anya says plunking down beside me with a pout. She pulls a startled Xander down beside her. " Be a damn tree, Xander!" She shouts in his ear.



" I’m feeling very much like a big ol’ BAT right now, Anya." Xander grumbles at her.



All of the Scoobies follow suit…sitting down…and we sit quietly looking at each other in a haphazard circle… waiting…for our world to change…



We don’t have to wait long.



TBC…

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

Edited by: wiccachica  at: 4/11/02 11:45:01 am

[Sassette]

Okay, first off ... there's no way in frilly heck any of us are weirder than you.



Second ... what a tense place to leave us, darn it!!! More updates!



And, Good Golly, I love Danger. He's just so darn cool *G* I think he's a really fun addition to the Scoobies.



-Sass

[Canadian Kitty]

Wiccachica I'm sure I don't know what you mean. Suggesting it was a stapler is in no way weird. Now, if I had actually picked up my stapler and pretended it was alive and walked it across my desk, opening and closing it, to see if I could get it to make a click scrap noise, well that would be weird. Or crazy.



But I didn't do that.



CK

"You wanna go out sometime, for coffee, food, kisses and gay love?" Willow- Normal Again.

Edited by: Canadian Kitty  at: 4/11/02 12:45:49 pm

[wiccachica]

CK wrote:

Quote:

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Now, if I had actually picked up my stapler and pretended it was alive and walked it across my desk, opening and closing it, to see if I could get it to make a click scrap noise, well that would be weird. Or crazy.



But I didn't do that.

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Why oh why did I just pick up my own stapler and try to make the noise???



here: I never thought this thing would EVER come in handy....







(seriously considering making a killer stapler Tara's biggest fear just to lovingly spite you)



chica

" I mock you with my Monkey Pants!" - OZ


" You're NOT the source of me" - Buffy


" Tremble!" - Gacknar

Edited by: wiccachica  at: 4/11/02 1:04:02 pm

[Sassette]

"(seriously considering making a killer stapler Tara's biggest fear just to lovingly spite you)"



Huh.



-Sass

[Grimaldi]

sweet updates!!

Loved the Kung Fu reference, used to watch that show a lot



the whole be the tree thing kept reminding me of Little League when the coach was pitching batting practice, kept saying be the ball, be the ball.

"All these people are completely fucked. Metaphorically speaking, that is."



"Will she keep on the ground, trying to save me. Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me. Could she love me again, or will she hate me." Alice in Chains, 'Rain When I Die'

[Drakkenfyre]

I'm a little teapot short and stout, here are my bunnies, here are my squirrels, tip me over and...What the hell are you doing to me??? Get this out of my head...no wait, bats, bats are cool...right...God, I used to be an intellectual now I am a tree being it with a bat, symbolism, yeah, that's it...DEAR GOD, I HAVE LOST IT!!!!

"We few, we happy few."
"We band of buggered."