Wednesday, September 14, 2005

--Felix’s house-- FX: (asleep) Zzzzz... “bump!” FX: 0_0 Huh? “rustle, rustle” FX: Who’s there? Artukei? Aisha? ......... FX: ..... *sigh* (lays back down) G: (pops up from under the covers) RUTH BADER GINSBERG!! FX: AAAH! G: AAAH! the next day... FX: That little rat of yours was in my house again! J: Ozz? FX: Him I can tolerate. I’m talking about that little grey son of a... J: Oh! Oh, he does that to everybody. FX: Well tell him to quit. That little prick’s workin’ my last nerve. J: You need to understand Gumdrop. I know at times he may seem tactless and inconsiderate, but he never means anything in malice. In fact, once you get to know him, he’s one of the most pure hearted and sincerest characters you’ll ever meet. G: (runs in with a lawn gnome) Victory is mine! “RUFF RUFF!” G: EEK! (runs into the other room, an Australian Shepherd runs in and starts chasing after Gumdrop) J: Sheena, go home! Gummy, put it back! G: Ai yai yai yai yai!! (runs upstairs, Sheena follows) J: Gummy, NO! G: Sanctuary! (runs into Justin’s room) J: Gumdrop Gregory Cat! A: (from Justin’s room) NYAAAAAAAA!! FX: Is that...? J: -_-\/ Aisha. A: JUSTIN!! THERE’S A DOG IN THE HOUSE!! J: I’m aware! Gumdrop, if you don’t come down right now I’m suspending your weed whacker privileges! G: Aww man! (comes out, starts running down the stairs, but...) Whoa! (trips and sends the gnome flying) J: Crap! (the gnome comes within an inch of the floor when...) “vwom” O: (levetating the gnome) J: Nice catch, buddy. G: Phew! “Grrrrr” G: (looks behind him and sees the dog standing over him) *gulp* K: Sheena! *whistle* Ikou! C’mere girl! (the dog runs over to Kida) G: Away! (runs downstairs) K: (petting Sheena) Ii kone. Dai kire inu-chan, ne? J: (walks over and picks up the gnome) C’mere Sheena! Here girl! (Sheena comes down and leaves with Justin) G: No! I had it. It was in the palm of my paws. A: (comes down) FX: Hey Aisha. You alright? A: I’m fine, Felix. I just can’t stand dogs. FX: Can’t imagine why. K: But mom, Sheena’s such a sweet dog. She wouldn’t hurt a fly. G: Yeah. Cotton maybe! A: I know where this is going Kida and I’ve told you before. We are not having a dog in this house. K: (ears wilt) Aww. J: (coming inside, yelling back) Hontoni gomenasai! (closes the door, glowers down at Gumdrop) G: What? I gave it back, didn’t I? J: No Gamecube for three days. G: WHAT?! BUT I GAVE IT BACK!! J: Just be thankful I didn’t take away TV or computer. G: Tightwad! J: I am not a tightwad!

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