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itsparis-07 · 8 months ago

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welp here's the script i was hyping up, sooo i want you guys to treat this like first fic and I don't minds some tips and other comments and such...but anyways enjoy!

Brooklyn’s Kidz

By: itsparis!!

INT. BEDROOM - AFTERNOON

MONIQUE, a short,brown skinned,and fairly chubby girl with short black and red dreads sits on her bed, waiting for something to happen. She looks at her phone.

As MILES, a tall,brown skinned, with twin braids, was drawing a portrait of his crush at his desk, he stops and dials her number.

Monique picked up her phone and pressed the answer button.

MONIQUE

Hey Miles, I was hoping you’d call me earlier than this.

Miles

I know, it’s just that unc had me out there on patrol and well you know how that goes.

MONIQUE

Right, so did you hear about the trip to Florida. It's for juniors this time.

MILES

Mhm… I’m going, don’t worry ma.

Monique smiles while playing with her dreads and kicks her feet back and forth. Miles adjusted himself on his bed against a pillow and sighs.

MILES

I'm guessing you’ve found someone to sit with?

MONIQUE

Nah, I wanna sit with you, that's why I didn’t ask anyone today.

MILES

Don’t play with me.

MONIQUE

I’m not,think about it Miles we’ll be in the middle and not in the back like last year.

MILES

Wait, why aren’t we sitting in the back again?

MONIQUE

Dude, what do you think happens in the back seats on a field trip with no teachers until we get to the hotel on a bus filled with juniors?

MILES

Oh. . . right, those kids go back there right?

Monique laughs, covering her face with her free hand and turns over to the left side of her bed and sighs to catch her breath.

MONIQUE

Bruh, sometimes I wonder how you got into visions with a brain like yours.

MILES

Maybe, it’s because I didn’t get in because of some program unlike some girl I know.

MONIQUE

Okay, and who helped you out in Spanish when your mom found out you almost got a C?

MILES

Aight, you got that one I’mma let it slide.

MONIQUE

(She sighs in pure bliss)

I love using that against you, speaking of your mom, how is she and your uncle?

MILES

They're okay, Ya know maybe we should bring some snacks and stuff for the bus ride.

MONIQUE

You mean like right now or tomorrow, because I was gonna go to theo’s after I called you.

MILES

Right now is fine, we can just walk there and you and I can just hang out in my room if you want.

MONIQUE

Yeah, I'm down.

She presses the red button to hand up, and puts her phone into her left pocket while getting off of her bed. She tied her high tops and walked out her room door. Miles does the same and walks out of his room letting his mom know where he’ll be until dinner.

FADE OUT :

INT. SIDEWALK - EVENING

Monique stands outside of the store waiting for Miles, tapping her foot impatiently. She tucks her braids behind her ears. Miles crosses the street walking towards her. Monique looks up joyfully.

MONIQUE

Way to keep me waiting, And don’t use that “time is relevant” line because I will smack you.

MILES

Hey,You know that lines work, you laugh at it everytime.

MONIQUE

God, how are you from brooklyn and you're this corny?

MILES

Just shut up and go in!

They walked in the store and looked at each other then looked around for snacks. They stopped at the drinks and both grabbed root beers.

MILES

So what else should we get, I mean food stamps can only get so much you know.

MONIQUE

Yeah I know, but some candy should do it or maybe some chips?

MILES

Hot cheetos!

MONIQUE

(She shivers)

EW, those things are practically made out of wax!

MILES

Huh?

MONIQUE

Remember in third grade, when you melted one on the playground and it actually happened?

MILES

Oh yeah, I forgot about that well whatever I’m still gonna eat em’.

MONIQUE

You're so disgusting.

Monique picks up a bag of sea salt chips, two cans of pringles, and a ginger ale, as Miles gets a bag of hot cheetos, some skittles,and some orange soda, as they both walk to the checkout counter Miles followed right behind her and paid for their stuff, they walked onto the sidewalk and continued walking forward down the sidewalk.

MILES

So, your place or mine?

MONIQUE

Yours,Anyways don’t you think it’s weird how we’re getting this high class trip to Miami, I mean like where did BVA get the money from to do these trips?

MILES

I mean it is a boarding school, so maybe like public funding or government funding?

MONIQUE

Yeah,sure. . .

MILES

So, who do you think is gonna be your roommate?

MONIQUE

I was hoping for you, but it’s obvious that we’re all going separated by gender and I don’t blame them.

MILES

What, You think some kids have the balls to sneak into each others rooms just to fu-

(Monique covers his mouth mid sentence and lets go.)

MONIQUE

Stop and think for a minute, what happens when two idiot teenagers are alone with each other in the same room at night?

MILES

Okay but we’re young, it’s bound to happen plus with no teachers on the bus… yeah it’s not gonna go well.

MONIQUE

Ya think?!

Miles and Monique walked into a rooming house and shut the door behind them walking up to door 208. Miles opened the door greeting his mother RIO and closed the door behind him.

RIO

Miles, is that you?

MILES

Yeah, I’m back from the corner store with monique.

RIO

Good, dinner should be done in a little bit. Monique, it's nice for you to come over again, how's your mother?

MONIQUE

She’s alright, I’m just over here to talk to Miles about the school’s trip to Florida. The school is giving the juniors a chance for a trip.

RIO

Right that trip, I’m just counting on you to keep my son in good shape and out of trouble.

MILES

Mami,I’m not a little kid any more I'm 16,Entonces no preocuparse por favor.

RIO

Cortar el afuera mijo, don't tell me not to worry for your safety.

MILES

Ma,don't worry about me. I'll call you when me and monique get on the bus and when we get to the hotel,yo promesa.

Miles and Monique eat dinner as they finished they helped Rio washes dishes, afterwards They enter Miles’s room keeping the door creaked open sitting on his bed.

MILES

Aight, did we get everything for the trip tomorrow?

MONIQUE

Yup, snack wise but everything else is up to us on what to pack like hygiene and clothes, but I mean this is our first trip till we’re seniors and the only time we won’t be wearing our uniforms.

MILES

True, so what time do you need to head home again?

MONIQUE

Before the streetlights,speaking of that rule, haven't you wondered why that was our curfew growing up?

MILES

I don't know, but I'm thinking about seeing all the pretty girls out there…

MONIQUE

Um, hello you have a girlfriend sitting dead in front of you!

MILES

Right, my bad mi vida.

FADE IN :

INT. IN THE FRONT OF THE SCHOOL - DAY

Miles, Monique, and other kids of the school stood outside waiting for the buses. Monique held Miles’s hand while on her other hand she was biting her nails.

MILES

You're holding my hand a little tight there, you good?

MONIQUE

Yeah, it’s just what I’m feeling right now, I don’t know if I should be nervous or excited.

MILES

(spoke with a smile on his face)

You’ll be fine ma, you're sitting with me in the middle and I’ll just give you my earbuds.

MONIQUE

(sighs)

Thanks Miles, but I’m fine I just haven’t been on a trip in a minute ya know?

MILES

I get it, just take a deep breath and wait for the bus.

MONIQUE

(with a calm yet nervous tone)

Okay, I’ll try to calm down.

The school buses pulled up to the front of the academy. After every group got done with attendance from their teachers, each class walked on the buses and sat down in a seat with their baggage, Miles and Monique sat in a random three sitter in the middle row and sighed.

MILES

Well, this is it. I'm hoping we can go shopping or head to Universal or Disney world.

MONIQUE

And where’s the money to do all that Morales?

MILES

I have a job, it ain’t like I’m broke or something.

MONIQUE

(she says while laughing, she rolled her eyes and looked at him shaking her head.)

That doesn't mean you're rich either,look I have enough money for shopping but knowing visions they’d probably give a free trip to disney like they did with the seniors last year.

MILES

(He puts his earbuds in and starts a playlist called “MM ♥ ️ MJ” holding one out for her to take.)

So, you wanna listen with me or do you wanna hear the yelling of screaming banshees?

MONIQUE (she takes the earbud and put its in her right ear and puts her head on his shoulder, she sighs as the bus starts to move looking out window. )

So you're not gonna call her yet, I mean your mom is still worried about you.

MILES

Yeah I know, but… I’ll call her when we make it to the hotel or something.

MONIQUE

Alright, but can we please stop listening to post malone? like play some tyler or just anything else?

Miles rolled his eyes as he chuckled to her and put his hands on her waist. Monique smiled at him tuning out the rest of their class all at once and focusing on him.

FADE IN :

INT. A Gas station - EVENING

A group of students were hanging around the gas station or going to the bathroom, miles and monique walked into the covenant store looking around.

MILES

So you gettin’ any snacks or drinks, because I got enough for a little something if you want.

MONIQUE

Maybe, but we still got the stuff we got from theo’s and that should hold us off for a bit.

MILES

Right, let’s go outside and wait till the bus is fueled up I guess.

They walked outside the store sitting on the curb, Monique pulled a blunt out her pocket lighting it and taking a small drag passing it to him.

MILES

Hey I wanted to ask, what did you see in me to like ask me out and stuff?

MONIQUE

Well, I mean you and me are like out of at least 15 other the only black kids there at visions,but besides all that I like that you're a geek and you're pretty,and your freckles are like stars in a way I don’t know but I'm bound to you.

MILES

Wow I mean, I like you too and that beauty mark of yours yeah I know about it you don’t even have to hide it,and if you’d let me can I take you out during the trip?

MONIQUE

(She scoffs at him, while taking a drag she passes it back to him.)

In your dreams Morales, but hey game recognize game don’t think I don’t know bout it.

MILES

(He takes the last puff and steps on it, putting it out on the sidewalk and standing up with Monique.)

Yeah, whatever you say.

All the students got back on the bus and in their seats,as Miles and Monique went back to the middle row and sat down listening to their playlist getting lost in their own little world and the bus was back on the road again.

FADE OUT :

INT. HOTEL HALLWAY - NIGHT

Monique and Miles walked in the hallway until they stopped at a door with the numbers 103, and with a keycard she opened the door and let themselves in sitting on the bed.

MONIQUE

So, let’s fill out the plan sheet tonight then tomorrow we'll know what to do that day so we won’t be lost.

MILES

Do you ever not use a planner sheet? Monique, come on, at least try to have actual fun.

MONIQUE

But Miles I just wanna be sure. Also, did you call your mom yet because she called me and texted me “thanks for picking up and telling him when he gets back, we’re gonna have a talk.”

MILES

(He sucked his teeth as he sat beside Monique on the bed.)

Wow, yeah that sounds about right… So do you wanna stay up or?

MONIQUE

Do you even have to ask?

They spent the whole time talking about anything yet nothing at the same time, again getting lost in their little world as the Florida rain fell from the sky hitting softly on the ground while the streetlight shining through the window.

Fade out :

Time lapse throughout the whole trip from different places from the mall, disney world, universal, and now it’s the last day after packing their things Miles and Monique joined the rest of their class along with teachers still doing attendance. The buses pulled up to the front of the hotel and all the students got on the bus and sat in the same seats that sat on the way there.

INT. IN FRONT OF BVA - AFTERNOON

After all the students got off the buses everyone’s parents came to pick up their kids, as miles and monique waited for miles’s uncle AARON to pull up and as if right on que he pulled up on the curb and the two got in the back.

AARON

So who’s this girl? I thought it was just you I was picking up.

MILES

Oh, this is my… partner Monique. She’s Ms.Jackson's daughter and they live on the same floor as me and mom.

AARON

And y'all haven’t?

MILES

Just drive!

AARON

Alright alright, how was the trip? y'all had fun?

MONIQUE

Yeah, Florida was nice and didn't worry him and I didn’t get in much trouble.

AARON

Good, somebody has to keep a good eye on him if I’m not around and you seem to fit the role very well if his mom trusts you that much.

MONIQUE

Wow, so you are the problem child. I had a feeling about that.

MILES

(He playfully hit her shoulder while he laughed.)

Shut up, that was one time and one time only!

MONIQUE

Uh-huh, keep telling yourself that miles I mean whatever helps with the denial.

Fade in :

INT. THE ROOMING HOUSE - EVENING

Aaron’s car pulled to the rooming house as Miles and Monique got out of the car they walked to the door, Miles pressed the buzzer letting his mom their back and Aaron's car pulled away and the two went inside and walked up the stairs and to their doors.

MILES

So, I’ll see you on monday?

MONIQUE

Dude, it’s not like I can skip school plus you're kinda the only reason I go anyways… Goodnight Miles.

MILES

Right, good night Moni.

She walked up to him giving a small kiss on his two toned lips, as they broke the kiss she smiled at him and walked inside her apartment, Miles doing the same.

#paris<3 #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader #earth 42 miles x reader #miles morales x reader #miles g morales x reader #across the spiderverse

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aradiamegido · 1 year ago

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Vampire Roommate #2

His name is Nikolai Tepes. He's tall, with sharp yet delicate features, pale skin, and dark eyes. He always dresses nicely, but not in an obnoxious way. He oozes class and charm, even though I can tell that most of the time, he doesn't mean to.

We bond over our late nights and our proclivity to stay up until the sun rises. He tells me that his mother died when he was a teenager and that it turned his father bitter.

"He could never forgive the forces that caused her death," he confides one night, "and I think one of the forces he blamed was himself."

I'm inclined to agree. From what little I know about Nikolai's dad, he seems hot-headed, unable to see logic.

I ask him what his mother was like. He's quiet for a few seconds.

"She was…I believe the vernacular you would use is 'spicy.' She was never afraid to be outspoken, especially when other people were at stake."

He laughs a little, his teeth catching the light and shining momentarily.

"I like to think I take after her more than my father, but I know that is a lie." His smile fades. "But I am determined to not make the same mistakes he did."

I nod. I don't tell him this, but he seems smart and that he's got a good head on his shoulders, so he'll probably end up better than his father did.

Another night, I ask him where he's from.

"Does it really matter? I'm going to become an American citizen one day."

"Don't you care about your roots?" My eyes drift to a shelf near his bed that is adorned with several trinkets. Among them is a small glass jar, filled with something I can't discern from across the room.

He scoffs. "My roots only bind me to a curse. If I did not have them, I would be much happier."

I shrug, my attention turning back to him. "To each his own, I suppose."

He sighs. "I am sorry if I upset you. I simply do not enjoy thinking about my past."

"No worries, man. I shouldn't have pried."

He's a courteous roommate. He doesn't bring home guests often, and when he does, they're always quiet as they leave.

On the night that my boyfriend broke up with me, I ask if Nikolai has ever had anyone special in his life.

He shakes his head. "No, I am afraid not."

"Not even while you lived back home?"

He laughs at this. "If you knew me as a teenager, you would know that I was not 'getting busy,' if you catch my meaning."

"But you've never had anyone like that in your life?"

"Not officially, no. There were people I cared about deeply, but it was better that I keep those feelings to myself."

"It's not good to bottle that stuff up," I say, taking a drink from my third unauthorized beer. "You should be open with those you care about. Easier said than done, I know, but at least think about it."

He eyes me, and I feel like he's studying me. "Very well. I shall think about it."

#my writing #vampires #dracula #vampire roommate

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girltomboy · 1 month ago

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My best friend wasn't able to get the document she came here for because the university secretary told her she should have made an official request for it 5 days in advance. And this rule was just enforced 3 days prior to her arrival here... The delicious irony of it all (I feel bad for her but this means she'll have to come again, probably in January - that's when they're planning to move abroad, apparently) 🤭 she also said she and her bf might come spend NYE here with us (hopefully all of our friends will be able to join this year 🙏) which is something to look forward to. My bf also found a job that sounds decent enough at the mall, and he has yet to receive an official answer (I think) but he also has to renew his ID which is a nuisance because he'll have to go to his hometown in the meantime. Idk I've been worrying about this because I don't want him to start his job and then immediately have to leave the city. 🙄

My parents are coming here again next week so that's something for ME to prepare for. Mostly I just have to clean up and do more loads of laundry I've been putting off. It hasn't happened today either, so I'll probably have to cram everything in just one or two days, not nearly enough time for the laundry to fully dry 😃👍 I was thinking today that I've been having so many reunions and outings lately that I've just been craving more alone time. And today my bf didn't come over so I was able to smoke a tiny blunt and cook some Brussels sprouts, have a root beer and a piece of grilljas cake. Idk if I wrote that right. It's my newest obsession and I'm gonna have to spend a lot of time looking for it in stores (I got it from the city center fair and idk how long they're there for).

Today was actually my first time ever eating Brussels sprouts and drinking root beer. The sprouts were tasty, I cooked them in garlic butter, added some sun dried tomatoes towards the end, and sprinkled cheese on top. I didn't have anything else so I just ate them for dinner. The root beer, however, was pretty disappointing. It literally tastes like Tiger balm in liquid form. I was expecting some earthy, refreshing deliciousness. It wasn't undrinkable, but I'll most likely never purchase it again. I was curious about it for the longest time because I could never find it here.

It's actually Thursday now, and all of the above was written on Tuesday. I might just make another post at this point, but I just wanted to say that I STILL haven't done any laundry since then. Btw. Just an update.

#🤡

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honorhearted · 11 months ago

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"I think I'd be doing myself a disservice by plying you with liquor."

"True enough," Ben agreed, "though I've been told I'm very charming with some vitamin B...and by that, I mean booze. Though pretend you didn't hear that, 'cause I'm not supposed to be drinking on the job."

Accepting the root beer extended to him, he tried not to grin once Francesca nearly snorted her drink back into the bottle.

"A lizard person -- Now that's flattering."

"Hey, lizards can be cute," he reassured her. "Though if they're saying you have scaly skin, that might not be so flattering, you're right."

"There's the whole conspiracy that the royal family are lizard people, and I guess because my dad came from money before he got famous that means that we're also under that umbrella. The amount of people who think we're actually related to the royals is ridiculous."

Now it was Ben's turn to almost spit into his drink. "I'm not sure if that's an insult to the royals, or an insult to lizards," he quipped, "but don't worry: thus far, I haven't bought into the theory, so if you actually are of the scaly persuasion, your secret remains safe, Lizardilla."

Getting more comfortable against the cushions, Ben hadn't expected a serious answer as Francesca said, "I just don't like the idea of being so isolated. I just thought about the moon and the stars, not about the journey itself."

"No offense, but I don't think you've chosen the right profession if you hate isolation," he replied. "I mean, yes, you're always in the spotlight, but that can be a different kind of loneliness...just look at you right now." He gestured to himself with a pitying smile. "You're stuck here with me for God only knows how long. If you end up regretting all your life choices this weekend, I'll give you a good reference for your next job." Chuckling, he took a sip of root beer.

"No, I've never been," Francesca admitted. "Have you?"

"To Normandy?" Here Ben grinned, arching an incredulous brow. "Do I look cultured enough to have been to France? I'd love to go, sure, but I haven't actually had the chance...any time I want to travel, something always comes up." He gave her a gentle nudge with his shoe. "Case and point: I'm babysitting you instead of going to a Greek festival this weekend. I'm a sucker for baclava."

If nothing else, Francesca at the very least seemed amused. "Fran, Frannie, whatever you want," she reassured. She grinned and extended her hand. "Well, its nice to meet you, Ben."

Looking down at her offered handshake, Ben was quick to set aside his drink. "Oh, so you're giving me a social redo? That's very generous," he said, clasping her hand with a chuckle. "If you could forget the whole part where I called you a spoiled kid, then...oh." He trailed off, grinning sheepishly. "Actually, I think I called you that in my head, not out loud -- aaand now, I'd like to request a redo of my redo. Please."

"I can't tell if you're being polite, or if you're trying to ply me with liquor. Either way, I think I'll hold off for now...unless there's some root beer in there."

Scoffing as she uncurled her legs and shifted off of the sofa, Francesca made her way across the room to the fridge, for her own thirst if nothing else. "I think I'd be doing myself a disservice by plying you with liquor," she pointed out, opening the door to reveal a hub of drinks and snacks. Grabbing a root beer and a coke, she tossed the former towards Ben as she settled back next to him.

The can fizzed as it opened and it just so happened that Francesca was taking a sip when Ben mentioned her alter ego. Snorting a laugh, she shook her head, glad that the universe hadn't let her spill the drink all down herself. "A lizard person -- Now that's flattering."

Those sorts of rumours were the ones that she could laugh about, the sort that her family would gather around a screen to read aloud on a rainy afternoon. There were much darker rumours out there, more dangerous and offensive, that Francesca preferred not to know about.

"How come? Not a fan of gravity?"

It was a fair question, one that elicited a shrug in response as she tried to think of an answer. "I just don't like the idea of being so isolated," she finally said. "I just thought about the moon and the stars, not about the journey itself."

The same could be said about a great number of things in her life, but she wouldn't dwell on that too much.

"You've never been? I'm sorry, perhaps that was ignorant to ask...it's just, you seem like you're granted just about everything your heart desires. Did your family never book a show in Normandy?"

Francesca's smile faltered for a moment, her gaze flickering away from Ben's curious questions. Everything her heart desires -- She wasn't even sure she got half of what she wanted in her life, the power of free will resting just out of reach. After a few moment, she plastered her grin back on with a soft shake of the head. "No, I've never been." Pause. "Have you?"

"Oh...so no Fran, then?"

She laughed. "Fran, Frannie, whatever you want." His offering of his own name came as a surprise, but one that she welcomed with a warm grin and an extended hand. "Well, its nice to meet you, Ben."

#socialseasons #an unfitting punishment #v: modern au

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ruviart · 4 years ago

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Captain Shadow and his crew celebrating after finding Old Man Robotnik's treasure

(don't worry they're drinking root beer)

#sonadow #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #shadow chao #pirate au #au #sonic dash

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sebastianshaw · 4 years ago

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RP Meme from The Lost Boys

I told you to stay off the boardwalk.

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Smells like someone died.

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A big legal war wasn't going to improve anybody's situation.

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We've got some rules around here. Second shelf is

mine. That's where I keep my root beers and my double-thick Oreo cookies. Nobody touches the second shelf but me.

There's another rule around here, and I want you to pay

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There are some bad elements around here.

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I just like to read the TV Guide. Read the TV Guide, you don't need a TV.

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Just scoping your civilian wardrobe.

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Only five in existence.

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Nobody drives this baby but me.

We have to let it warm up a little. Hear that sound? Just like a baby pussycat.

That's as close to town as I like to get.

It's a pretty cool place. If you're a Martian. Or a vampire.

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and keep up.

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Go take your bath.

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I didn't hurt him. He bit me. This is my blood.

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My own brother/sister/friend/etc, a goddam shit-sucking vampire.

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You did the right thing by calling us.

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He always had bad breath, though.

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[NAME] help! He's coming to get me!

[NAME], help me! Open up! Help me! [NAME], open the window!

So what are you, the flying nun?

We're gonna work this out. We*re gonna work this out. Trust

me, okay?

I thought I saw something on my window, but I guess I got carried away.

I would like to have a personal life too.

Can I sleep in here with you tonight?

You smell like garlic.

What's happening to me, [NAME]?

I don't know how to help you.

Aren't we friends anymore?

Then let's act like friends. Let's talk.

We could talk about anything you want to talk about.

I have more serious things on my mind than girls and school. Things I'm dealing with.

Looks like I wasn't the only one who got lucky last night.

The dog chased my mom like the Hounds of Hell from Vampires

Everywhere.

We've been aware of some very serious vampire activity in

town for a long time.

[PLACE] has become a haven for the undead.

As a matter of fact, we're almost certain that ghouls and

werewolves occupy high position at City Hall.

Kill your brother/sister/boyfriend/aunt/best friend/etc, you'll feel better!

Look, it says here that if you kill the head vampire all half-vampires will return to normal.

Does he know who the head vampire is?

You'll have to kill him. And if you don't, we will.

Vampire require a daytime protector, a guardian to watch

over them as they sleep. Fierce dogs, the Hounds of Hell,

are often employed for this purpose.

Truth, Justice, The American way triumphs.

Smells good. When do we eat?

Are we gonna have company again?

Well, you are the man of the house and I'm not coming in until you invite me.

He promises to behave if you come back.

I didn't know you were having guests.

Our batting average isn't terrific, is it? Zero for two.

You're so sweet to him.

I don't know what got in to him. He's not like that.

If you ever want to see [NAME] again, you better come with

us now.

Initiation's over, [NAME]. Time to join the club.

Don't kill me, [NAME]. I'm basically a good kid, so just

don't kill me.

Just work with me and I can help you. You'll be okay.

Is she one of them?

You shut the window and lock your door.

She's one of them! And don't tell me it doesn't make her a

bad person, [NAME]!

Yes, and it's my fault. You would've not met me, if I

hadn't liked you. I tried to warn you.

You drank someone's blood? Are you crazy?

We're not them.

Why didn't you kill me last night?

You're supposed to be my first.

What are you doing here? What do you want from me?

Don't kill anybody until we get back to you!

I got connections.

The night crawler. The bloodsucker. El Vampiro.

I don't want you going down there.

Look, this isn't a comic book, [NAME]. These guys are

brutal killers.

Who'd you rather go down in with you? Them or me?

If something happens down there, I won't have the strength

to protect you.

This time I'll protect you.

Even though you're a vampire, you're still my brother/sister/friend/etc

If you try to stop us, or vamp out in any way, I'll stake

you without even thinking twice about it!

Where did you say you met these guys?

Don't you touch her. Stay away from her.

Flies and the undead go together like bullets and guns.

There must be coffins here someplace.

I thought they'd be in coffins.

That's what this cave is. It's one giant coffin.

Right now they're at their most vulnerable. Easy pickings.

Remember. You just have to kill the leader.

We don't know which one he is.

I guess we'll just have to kill them all.

What's that, a little vampire humor? It wasn't funny.

Good night, bloodsucker.

We blew it, man! We lost it!

We unraveled in the face of the enemy!

They pulled a mind-scramble on us!

We don't ride with vampires.

"Burn rubber" does not mean warp speed!

Your dog knows a flesh-eater when he smells one.

The sun goes down. They'll be looking for us.

[PLACE] is crawling with vampires

They're coming to the house as soon as it gets dark!

I'm gonna see [NAME] tonight, and you're trying to ruin it for me.

I don't know what you don't want me to see.

I'm not talking about [NAME]! To hell with [NAME]!

Good. That's just the way we like it.

We've got a date tonight?

They'll be coming for all of us.

It's just old memories coming back.

Why are you so jumpy tonight?

He seemed so sincere, but it's insane.

Tell me. I promise not to laugh. Honest.

I think I should warn you all when a vampire dies, it's never a pretty sight.

Some yell and scream. Some go quietly. Some explode. Some implode. But all will try to take you with them.

Don't go out there! Stop him!

I say we terminate them right now.

You're mine. You killed [NAME]

Try the holy water, dead breath!

I nailed one of them downstairs with a bow and arrow.

We trashed the one that looked like Twisted Sister.

We totally annihilated his night stalkin' ass!

Death to all vampires!

We are awesome monster bashers!

Holy shit! The attack of Eddie Monster!

Stop! Get away from him! Just stay away from him! He's just

a little boy.

You're afraid to face me, [NAME]?

I tried to make you immortal.

You tried to make me a killer!

Stop fighting me, [NAME]. I don't want to kill you. Join us.

It is too late, my blood is in your veins.

Don't let them see me like this.

What happened to your face?

I knew it. You are the head vampire.

You're the secret [NAME] was protecting.

Don't ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy/girl/etc.

It renders you powerless.

Has everyone gone crazy? What's the matter with all of you?

It was you I was after, all along, [NAME]

It was all going to be so perfect, [NAME]

Just like one big happy family.

Great. The bloodsucking Brady Bunch.

I still want you, [NAME]. I haven't changed my mind about that.

I didn't invite you this time, [NAME]

Don't you touch my mother/father/son/dog/etc

Don't fight, [NAME]. It's so much better if you don't fight.

How much do you think we should charge them for this?

One thing about living in [PLACE] I never could

stomach--all the damn vampires.

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xxisxxisxxis · 5 years ago

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Gateway Drug | Part Fifty-Five

A/N: I'm dedicating this chapter to @xpoisonousrosesx , HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY, BEAUTIFUL!! I hope it was a good day, and I pray this is your best year yet. I love you!!💕💕

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I smooth the hair dye through Nikki's roots, wiping my forehead with my forearm as he chatters on and on about the album.

"Tommy's fixed on making a song about strippers, and Mick's giving pretty good riff ideas, but Vince is too busy frying in the fucking sun to give a shit. As usual." He complains and I lick my lips and keep quiet. "Don't even get me started on how I showed him 'Veins' and he outright said he wasn't singing that 'shit'. If he doesn't like the fucking lyrics he can get his ass off the fucking beach or pull his cock out of cheap-bitch pussy and write a fucking song himself. Lazy fucking bastard. Then he wants to groan about how hard he works. Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't aware standing in front of a microphone and giving half-assed vocals is so fucking exhausting--which counting how much energy he spends talking back to me or Mick or Tommy, he probably is exhausted by the time he's done laying vocals and blowing load after load down a line of groupies' throats while Sharise is at home taking care of their fucking child. Fucking asshole."

"Vince has always been that way. I don't know why you're just now realizing this." I mumble, sectioning off another piece of his hair before glopping dye onto it.

"No, no. He had an attitude to begin with but it was the perfect amount for the band. Now he's getting singer syndrome and I'm not dealing with his prima-donna bullshit."

"He's not perfect, Nikki, maybe he's just going through something and he'll get better once whatever it is passes."

"He's not going through anything, he's just drinking again." He states and I raise my brows.

"Nikki, he's not drinking again."

"Yes, he is."

"How do you know?"

"I know what beer smells like. He reeks of it anytime he's in the studio."

At least it's not crack.

"So, this song about strippers..." I change the subject, starting on another section of his hair.

"Tommy just has the main tagline of the chorus in his head and we're working on lyrics and music for it, now. I think it'll be a good single."

"What's the main tagline for the chorus?"

"I can't tell you, it's a surprise." He grins when I step out from behind him to look down at him. "But you'll like it."

"Whatever you say." I sigh, finishing his hair, taking the gloves up. "Alright, leave it in for twenty minutes then we'll go rinse it out." I tell him, turning my back to go throw the box dye supplies and empty bottle away.

"Hey, does this stuff stain the floor?" He calls while I'm in the kitchen.

"...Yeah." I reply before it hits me why he's asking.

I rush back into the dining room to see him swiping the towel that was once over his shoulders, being wiped back and forth against the floor by his boot, probably trying to soak up what dye he got on the floor.

"Nikki!" I exclaim.

"I'm getting it up." He reassures me, laughing me off.

"It's getting on your shirt now!"

"You know how to get it out in the wash, though, so it's fine." He shrugs, smirking at me and I have to keep myself from screaming at him, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Okay. Okay." I say to myself, aloud, feeling his hands hold at my waist and I open my eyes, looking up at his dye soaked hair that's dripping down his shirt now that he doesn't have his towel on his shoulders to protect him. "You wouldn't take your shirt off before I started dyeing your hair, you wouldn't keep your towel over your shoulders and now you have dye on your shirt and I'm gonna have to scrub at it with vinegar and soap. You are a child. I am married to a man-child."

"You can spank me if you want to." He raises his brows and I have to keep myself from cracking up, holding back my smile.

"It's not funny." I tell him.

"It is." He argues.

"No it's not."

"It kind is."

"No, it's no--ahh!" I squeal, jerking away from him as he tickles me.

He stops in a split second, his eyes focused on something over my shoulder.

I turn my head to see Vanity standing at doorway, and I can practically feel the anger rolling off of her as she grinds her teeth.

She doesn't look as sweet as usual.

"Where the hell were you last night?!" She asks him, and I feel him tense up like a cat with it's fur standing up due to being threatened.

"With my wife."

It seems like she twitches at the word "wife" before she rolls her jaw.

"That's the third time you've bailed on plans made with me, Nikki. I'm really starting to get the impression you don't wanna be friends anymore."

"I've been working on music and trying to take a step back from the drugs, Vanity. When I feel like going down hill again, I'll give you a call." He states to her and she glares daggers at him before looking at me.

"You should be very proud of him, Vivian, I mean, really." She sarcastically let's out. "He really takes his marriage so serious."

"Vanity, you're stoned. Get lost." Nikki orders her and that seems to make it worse.

"Get lost?! I'm trying to figure out what's wrong, Nikki, and why you don't want to see me, so I can fix it!"

"And I'm telling you I'm busy working on the album, trying get sober, and, oh, yeah, spending time with Vivian because my life doesn't revolve around my friends. I have other priorities and you're not on that list anymore."

Her brown eyes shift to me, her jaw tightening and loosening the more she focuses on me.

"He only wants you around because you're sober. Just like he only wanted me around because I know how to have a good time."

"Vanity, I'm sure he'd be willing to hang out with you if you weren't constantly on something." I politely interject. "I was the one that suggested he manage his time spent with his friends that were involved in the things he was trying to get clean from." I add. "And we've been together for six years. I don't think he wants me around just for my personal preference of sobriety."

Her and Nikki seem to be having an entire conversation with just their eyes before she's letting out one last breath.

"Fine. Just call me up when you're desperate for an escape, again." She tells him before turning on her heel, stomping out of the house.

"What the hell was that about?" I ask him and he just shakes his head.

"Don't worry about it, Viv. She's fucking crazy." He mumbles, giving the direction she walked out in, one last glance before going to rinse his hair out in the shower.

When he gets out, I've got big, velcro rollers in my hair and I'm putting on makeup.

"Where you going tonight?" He asks me and I finish my mascara before giving a small shrug.

"Duff and I are gonna go try to see about finding him another place to move. They're starting on the album and when he starts getting money from it, he wants to get a nicer place." I explain.

"That's what you said last night, Viv. And the two nights before that." He adds, fixing his towel around his waist.

"Feel free to come with us, Nikki, I'm sure he'd love the company of another guy." I offer, not even realizing what he's getting at.

"Well, maybe I was gonna take you out." He tells me and I look at him for a moment.

"Nikki leaving me in a club while you go shoot up in the bathroom isn't 'taking me out'. It's using me as a coverup." I sigh.

"I'm off smack, Viv." He states, finishing smearing shaving cream over his jaw, picking his razor up.

"Is that why you were hanging out with Robbin last night?"

The thud of his razor hitting the sink has me jumping slightly, and I glance at him from the corner of my eye to see him staring at me, obviously pissed.

"Nikki, don't look at me like that. I'm being honest."

"For once." He scoffs out and I stop what I'm doing and focus on him.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I ask.

"I've just heard stuff, Viv, that's all." He informs me and I raise a brow.

"Heard what from who?"

"Vanity said she's seen you out with Duff more times that you've failed to mention to me." He throws.

"Oh, Vanity. The same woman you discredit because she's 'fucking crazy'?"

"She's not lying about that, Vivian, because she has no reason to. It's all in the fucking papers, anyway."

"What are you talking about?" I snap and he raises his brows before stepping out of the bathroom, coming back with a stack of cheap news papers...I'm on the cover of every one, with Duff.

I'm wearing church dresses in a few of them.

Shit.

"I didn't wanna say anything because I get that you're your own person and can do whatever, but you can kinda see why I scratch my head when my wife tells me church service ran late and then shows up on a magazine with another guy.

"Nikki, there's nothing going on." I reassure him, finishing my makeup.

"Then why the fuck have you been lying about it?"

"To avoid this!" I motion between us before grabbing the papers from him and throwing them towards the garbage can in the bathroom.

"If I was spending every sunday afternoon on a fucking date with some chick and lying to you about it, it'd be the end of the fucking world, Vivian."

"Duff isn't just some random person, Nikki. You know him. You're friends with him. Why the hell would anything happen? Do you really think I would do that to you--that he would do that to you, knowing that all you'd have to do is call him out for it publicly, once, and ruin his shot at music?" I ask harshly and he licks his lips.

"Next time you two hangout without telling me about it, I'll do just that. Don't fucking try me, Sixx. You're lucky I'm not kicking you to the curb for this shit." He states, his voice graveling.

"It would make sense for you to do that to me, Nikki, it really would. I stay with you after you treat me like shit, shoot me, ignore me, laugh at my fear for your life and safety and the second you think I'm spending a little too much time with my best friend--completely your paranoid opinion, by the way--I'm an embarrassing whore and you're wanting to kick me out of the house. I swear to God, I have no idea how someone can go from thinking they're God, to being an insecure little bitch."

"I don't care if you hang out with him but fucking tell me the truth about it!"

"Like you tell me the truth about Vanity?! How much time is she really spending at our house, Nikki, because almost every fucking time I go out and come back home, I'm getting whiffs of her perfume and freebase. And I know you aren't just around her to talk. When she's around, so is the crack."

"I'm not listening to this shit." He gives one last swipe of his razor over his skin before he's finished, getting the left over shaving cream off before grabbing his hair dryer.

"Yeah, you love putting the things I do under a microscope but the second Nikki's in the hotseat, it's an invasion of his privacy, right?!" I call after him as he slams the bathroom door behind him when he leaves.

I knew he was bound to find out I was lying to him, but when he did, I expected him to be angrier or make more of a show patronizing me for it. I didn't realize he didn't give much of a fight because he already had the sick gears in his mind turning.

I pull my dress and heels on, stepping through the house to find Nikki.

He's in Karen's room, probably venting to her about me, when I walk in to see him pacing back and forth in front of her bed while she patiently listens.

"Can I talk to you?" I ask him and he just looks me up and down before rolling his eyes, trudging toward me, shutting Karen's door behind him. "You're not an insecure little bitch. You have a reason to be upset with me and I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth about the Duff thing. But you overreact when it comes to me, Nikki, you really do. It's like you can have all the girls around you that you want, and I don't know who the hell they are, but the second a guy even glances at me, you're on the defense. Do you not trust me?"

"You lied to me about it, Vivian."

"To try to protect you."

"From what? There's nothing wrong with you and him hanging out!" He tells me, losing patience. "...Is there?"

"No, there's not, Nikki."

"Okay, then. I don't care. Apology accepted. Go have fun." He carelessly waves his hand to the door, but I know he does care, he doesn't accept my apology, and "go have fun" means "just fuck off and leave me alone."

So I do.

"Alright, bye."

"Bye."

He shuts himself back into Karen's room and I head to my car.

"You're All I Need" was written that night while I was out with Duff and once it was written, Nikki found trouble.

I unlock my car as Duff and I finish leaving the Franklin Plaza after just looking at one of the suites.

"I'm sold." He tells me.

"Really?"

"Yeah, why not." He shrugs and I chuckle.

"Okay, so now what?"

"We wait for a check, and then pack my shit--which consists of three t-shirts and two pairs of pants--and then move in." He says.

"Sounds good." I agree.

"Now, to celebrate..." He starts, thinking for a second. "...food, and then find the guys on the strip."

"Deal." I reply, heading to Denny's.

Once we're done eating, we decide to just walk down the strip in search of at least one of the other four members of Guns N' Roses.

Seeing Duff's car, that Steven borrowed, parked on the side of the street, we find a place to park.

"Rebel Yell" blares through the speakers of the Cathouse once we get inside, and we automatically look in the direction of the bar.

Like we expected, we see Slash, Steven and Izzy, all down drinks.

I pluck Izzy's hat off his head and turn it backwards before tugging at the end of Stevie's hair.

They snap around, and Izzy's lightly hitting my arm in retaliation while Steven's pulling me to him.

"The hell have you been?" He asks me over the music and I brush some of his blonde bangs from his eyes.

"I could ask you the same thing." I tell him, poking at the end of his nose and he kisses my cheek, squeezing me to him for a second.

"I've missed you." He states as Duff and Slash have a brief side conversation.

"Izzy." I acknowledge him and he nods a single time.

"Viv." He replies, taking a sip of his drink.

"Where's Axl?" I ask Stevie, glancing around.

"He's meditating in the bathroom." Steven in forms me and I furrow my brows.

"He's what?"

The blonde looks at me, takes his arm from around me, holds his hands out and touches the tip of his pointer finger to his thumb, closing his eyes for a second, imitating meditation.

"He's meditating." He repeats, obviously finding humor, chuckling when Izzy holds back a smile and knocks him in the arm.

"Better than doing smack in the bathroom I guess." I shrug.

"Oh, speaking of which." Izzy blows smoke past his lips, looking at me. "Nikki and a friend of his is in V.I.P. he came by and said, 'hey' to us and invited us over." He states.

"Why'd you say 'friend' like that?"

"'Cause she was hot." Steven states. "That Vanity chick." He adds.

"Are they still here?" I ask them and Izzy shrugs.

"Hell if I know. She's fucking coo-coo for cocoa puffs, though." Izzy says. "And she's touchy-feely. A little too much."

Izzy didn't like Vanity because he could tell from first glance Nikki and her were fucking around.

The reason he didn't join Nikki in V.I.P that night was because he told Nikki I was more of a man than he ever would be with the shit he was pulling with Vanity.

That pissed Nikki off.

"I'll be right back." I say to them, heading to V.I.P.

I get in, seeing Vanity giving a near strip tease, completely absent from her mind while Nikki completely disregards her, staring off, looking like he just had a hit of junk.

I feel like I'm spying on him, being nosy, and turn to go back to the guys to avoid pissing Nikki off.

"You find him?" Steven asks me and I nod.

"Yeah."

"You find her?" Izzy asks next.

"Yeah. She's really not that bad, Iz."

His eyes nearly bug out of his head as he snaps his attention to me, scoffing out: "what?" in disbelief.

It occurs to him that I'm friends with her and his expression shifts to a sort of sadness before he's finishing his drink and quickly brushing off his demeanor.

He started to slowly distance himself from Nikki after that...that was a low even he wouldn't try to swing to.

Izzy never told me about Nikki and Vanity, not to protect Nikki, but to protect me.

I couldn't be angry at him when I found out he had known, because I knew without a doubt he would have told me had he thought I would have been able to handle it.

The rest of the night ends with me trying to keep a drunk Steven, Slash and Duff out of trouble with Izzy and Axl encouraging their foolery.

When it gets time for them to start going home or either finding chicks to go home with, all seem to disappear...except for Duff.

I'm walking him back up to their apartment, laughing as he almost face plants, stumbling over himself, giving out a sound that sounds almost like Goofy's laugh from Mickey Mouse, only making me laugh harder.

"Sorry." He tells me, grasping at my hand to steady himself so he can get the key for the apartment out of his jacket pocket.

"It's fine." I say when I calm down.

I watch him struggle to get the key into the doorknob.

"That's weird, I usually always can get it in the hole." He says as a joke, and my face turns red as he laughs at himself. "That was a pretty good one."

"Yeah, it was."

"Here, you do it." He hands me the key after struggling some more and I easily unlock the door, causing him to stare at me.

I just smile a little and make my way into the apartment.

"You need help with anything else or you got it?" I ask him as he steps in behind me, taking his jacket off and leaving it in the floor, going to the kitchen.

I pick his jacket up and place it on the couch, going to the kitchen to see him pull a bottle of vodka out.

"No, no." I calmly stop him, gently plucking the bottle from his hands. "You've had plenty for tonight. You're gonna be sick tomorrow." I explain.

"Oh, yeah." He doesn't argue and I put it back where he got it as he leans against the counter.

"Get some sleep. I'll see you later." I order after a second of him just looking me up and down.

"Wait, wait." He stops me, his hand enveloping mine.

"What is it?" I ask him.

"Can we talk about something?"

I feel a lump form in my throat and I blink at him.

"It's really important."

"O-Okay." I nod.

"Viv, I love you." He says. Relief fills me, not even giving a thought to him meaning it differently, and I grin up at him.

"I love you, too, Duff." I say and he scrunches his face up in frustration.

"No, I, like, love you." He repeats, and I raise my brows.

"I-I love you, too."

"That's not what I'm trying to say." He argues, rubbing his face.

"Well, what are you trying to say?" I ask and he groans.

"I love you."

"Duff, I know you do. I said--"

"--That's not what I'm trying to say, Vivian." He starts getting flustered.

"Well, what are you trying to say, Du--" I'm cut off with his lips on mine, despite his sudden move, it's a sweet kiss that doesn't last but a few seconds, not even giving me time to react, once he pulls away.

"I love you." He repeats and it clicks in my mind what he means.

I just slowly blink up at him, the breath taken out of my body as my mind races.

"Duff," I say, catching my breath. "I love Nikki that way."

"I know. And you don't have to feel that way for me, I just needed to tell you, Viv." He says.

"Thank you, but you can't do that again." I tell him. "I'm married. To Nikki. Your friend."

"I only hangout with him because he's married to you."

"Duff."

"I'm just saying. He's a fucking asshole. He doesn't deserve you."

I don't take what he's saying seriously, he's drunk and tired.

My hands hold at his face, making him look me in the eyes.

"Get some sleep. I love you. Goodnight."

I played it off but I was terrified. I drove home that night a sobbing mess. Not because I was confused and didn't know whether to choose Duff or Nikki, I knew not having Nikki wasn't ever an option for me. I didn't want anyone else. But I was upset because I wished Nikki would have been more like Duff.

Once our affair ended, I realized Nikki was like my heroin.

And Duff was my krokodil, which is what some addicts, that are desperate enough, resort to shooting if heroin is unavailable.

It gives the body a bigger high, but does so much more damage than heroin...even if it doesn't feel like it.

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the-faramir · 5 months ago

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Midori reached out to take Eive's hand. "Hey, you matter. You belong. I accept you for who you are. An' don't worry about bringin' the mood down. This game is therapeutic sometimes: it helps let the feelings out.

"So, yeah, I'm not sure if you'd need to take that shot or not. Maybe not? I guess 'naked' has a different meaning for different people, an' if it's acceptable to go out unclothed, then streakin' isn't the thing for you that it is here.

"As for me, I gotta decline the shot. I never went streakin' before. Although, once I thought I'd have to. It was past midnight an' my clothes had become…inaccessible. Thought I'd have to go runnin' out of my trailer to find somebody to help. But I fixed the clothes an' there wasn't a problem anymore.

"Oh, an' at the time I figured it wouldn't be much of a big issue anyhow, 'cause I'm covered with fur. People—especially humans—have a thing about seein' privates an' lady nipples in public. Men can go around showin' their bare chests, but not women. Somebody years ago made that decision. No idea why. As for me, I have so much chest floof that nobody'll see my nip-nops if I were to go topless, even if it's really cold out." Midori brought her fists to the sides of her chest and poked her index fingers out to illustrate. "But maybe it's the bare curves of the breasts that are also objectionable." She pulled the front of her vest forward and looked inside. "Not like I have a lot there. Am I talkin' about my breasts too much? I get the feelin' that I am. Sorry.

"But some people have been telling me," Midori made a broad arc with her arm as if she were a performer on a stage gesturing to the audience, "that it would be impolite for me to go out in public unclothed, fur or not. So maybe no streakin' for me. For now." She grinned mischievously.

"So fizzy drinks? Yeah! I drink those all the time!" She picked up her shot glass of whiskey and took her shot. "If you haven't tried 'em, here's some examples. Beer is somewhat fizzy. It foams up when you fill up a glass. It usually has some bitterness to it—good for the appetite an' digestion. Sometimes it has some sweetness to it. Lots of different kinds.

"They make sparklin' wine, too. Sparklin' with bubbles. Wine is like grape juice with the sugar converted to alcohol. The sweetness depends on the type. Oooh! I went to a Taldan restaurant once an' they were servin' this sweet, sorta bubbly red wine. They called it sangue di…somethin'. Means the blood of whoever's name that was. But no actual blood! No! Just wine. Lotta grape flavor.

"Oh, an' there's this new thing. The Windy's fast-food restaurants make 'em. Phosphates. Phosphate sodas. There's no alcohol, but they're like liquid candy! If I understand the process right, they take bubbles out of the air somehow an' put 'em in plain water. Like, with prestidigitation magic or somethin'. Then they mix a flavored syrup in. The syrup is so full of sugar, you wouldn't be able to handle it without other ingredients in it. They put this sour stuff (the phosphate) in to take the edge off. An' flavors like root extracts, fruit juices, ginger, all sorts o' things. An' there's a mix called Doctor Zephyr that's a blend of, like, 23 different flavors at once, so of course that's my favorite. The bubbles tickle your nose." She looked over at Eive. "Oh, well, you don't have a nose, but that's all right. But the bubbles also tickle your throat as you're drinkin' the drink. Really refreshing. Really good at cuttin' through an' washin' down greasy food, too. Hey, we should go to a Windy's sometime. They have this ground meat on a bun that's pretty tasty. An' crispy fried potatoes."

@llixulia

Never Have I Ever with Midori

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"Oh boy. Starting strong, I see." Eive took a shot. "More than once, actually." Though it'd been someone else breaking her bones, rather than due to a fall or other things.

"Okay, so... Midori: Never have I ever laughed so hard I spit our my drink."

#muse:eive #ic #streaking #fizzy drinks #Windy's

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We have several other things on the docket today to talk about.

It took over a huge number of companies yesterday and we're taking over a huge number today so far and they're giant companies okay huge companies

*we kicked out John remillard and company in a hole from several more companies and this one is huge has been a long time coming it is the Coca-Cola company a huge acquisition huge and it begins our quest against sugar and sucralose that are processed incorrectly. he's asking if we purchased them, and we say we have he says to halt production on everything with processed sugar and we are shutting down all the lines completely since we don't need to produce things to make people sick and we are taking all the sugar out to our weapons facilities all of it and it is a lot of sugar and prepared and having substitute for the processed cane, and it is a decent sugar and it is one that stays in solution and doesn't get it doesn't go bad and we're doing it now huge amount of change and we have a advertisement program that goes along with it and we are launching it now. He's calling for us to have all of our companies pull everything off the shelf it has sugar in it and we proceeded to do so I thought he might do that I'll pull it off all the trucks.. and we pulled it off all the shelves and out of all the distributions it's about 9 billion octillion dollars worth of products that he is telling us to take in and we're going to condense and use the sugar. And we use all the empties and recycle them. Melt them all down and make new. All the kids and bottles that are recyclable I'm going to enter a recycling program like they used to I know about 2 to 3 cents each and that includes plastic and enjoy it now as we're doing it now and that means that can it's going to tell you how much it's worth they can turn it into where if you bought it from. We're reintroducing a huge line of real fruit carbonated drinks and it's like izzy but it's by coca cola. And it will have no processed sugar at all. His companies are not hard to run and they are profitable that this company is gigantic there's trucks everywhere it's bigger than any beer company. They heard what we were doing saw half of them trying to disappear. And we pulled out the drivers now we drive we know what they are doing. We're taking over cane fields. Huge ones all over the world's tons of them gigantic fields, one field is 100 miles by 10 miles wide. Don't you worry it's a new substitute is very sweet and it makes it taste great and you will want more instead of getting sick. We're cutting all the pain now and ripping out all the roots and we are grinding it all up and using it for something other than food. Coca-Cola companies owned and ran tons of distributorships are really really huge line of products from 7Up to coca cola to Sprite to actually every drink you see he's monster drinks and others that energy drinks Red Bull and more are them. We pulled them all and put them all back with different sugars and reconstituted some of the energy drinks so they aren't dangerous. It's a gigantic change and everybody's going to notice but the idiots here immediately went to their warehouses make sure nobody was there and they went to several outside and secured them are bringing the crappy drinks here. Giant number is the people say just let it go you and it's the one you should and they won't and it doesn't make any sense so they're getting their names and who they are and they're arresting some of them.

*along with them are several other manufacturers that are falling and yeah it's due to loss of customer base. RC cola fell yesterday fully we grabbed it all, Pepsi company fell fully and we grabbed all that. Gatorade company will fall today there's several other firms like Sunkist. That is another another large one and he is like Barnes but it's a company that makes sparkling drinks, that's right Schweppes and they're huge I will take them over and take the sugar out. This company is a gigantic as huge fields of cane were replanting now. There's a lot of people showed up to watch the cane go. That one location we had 500 trillion and all are peaceful and they had already kicked out that dummies. It's a good sign. And work is going well we are replacing all of the sugars in the process huge numbers of trucks full sized huge each plant had about 300 full size truckloads and the long ones dump trucks full of sugar in it a lot of it yes. It's huge. We receive it in and are processing immediately. They're just huge vats of melted processed sugar and we're talking about it a big huge loads... This twice as much sugar in the plants as the 300 trucks that left and each plant that's just for soda pop

*confectionery companies Hershey's chocolate is ours and we're going nuts revamping it.

There's several other candy companies is brax I was taking Cadbury that is selling, and many more

It's a huge night folks forget it tonight I will take it so many companies to start. Because I have to ask for reinforcements right now and for every job there is I will put it out there and how many there will be astounded

Thor Freya

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