Tuesday, May 4, 2004

Cecil Plushie
Um… I… ergh… Kaede sort of lost Mike’s Cecil plushie… >_>;

Oh yeah. If you’re thinking I’m in for a world of pain, you’re right. I’ve until tomorrow afternoon to find him, or else Mike will go werewolf on me, and most likely hurt me beyond belief… O_o;

If you’ve paid any attention to past posts, or I’ve even told you on AIM about Mike, you know—you DAMN well know, that Cecil (plushie) is Mike’s most prized possession. I thought it was the Game Cube, or that really cool statue of Samus, or Dante in his room. Maybe even his PS2, I mean, he does sleep with it at night, lol (Don’t ask… >_>;). But, no, Cecil is the one thing Mike will take with him to his grave. And for that, the number one rule in our house is: “DO NOT TOUCH MY CECIL! … OR ELSE…” and we’ve obeyed it ever since.

Well, now to get to just what exactly happened. It was about eight or so, whilst talking to a few friends on AIM. I hadn’t noticed, until I “threw” the Cecil plushie at one of them, I forgot why, but that’s no matter as of now—I wondered why Cecil was there in the first place… there he was; sitting there ever-so-innocent, slightly slumping, his unruly hair was shifted to one side. I never liked that Cecil plushie, seeing as how Mike says Cecil is the one who makes him hit me, and stuff. So, I flicked him upside the head, and told him, “I despise you…” lol. Cecil just moved to the side, like a plushie would… you can’t expect it to grab its’ plushie sword, and smack me upside the head… although, I’m sure he would if he could, though… it’s like my head is fun to hit in an upside manner. I grinned, but then it hit me: Why was Cecil in MY room? … I mean, Mike never lets him out of his sight, but since he went with Cameron out of town, I would think that Mike would have taken him. Cecil goes everywhere with him… well… pretty much, there are places he wouldn’t take him, heh. I ended up asking one of my friends that same question. And the only thing he came up with was; “Maybe you stole him.” O_o;

I didn’t steal him… -_- I like Cecil, but I don’t want to KEEP him… he’s too creepy, lol. Well, I had that plushie, and there he was on my monitor, sitting quietly. Eventually, I remember when I left, I took off with him, but from there, it’s all a blur. Well, today, around five pm, Mike called… “WHERE’S MY CECIL YOU?!” oh yeah… that was sign number one that made me think how painful it’s going to be when he finds out. “Fine.” Was all I could say to him. “Where is he?” “… Playing the GC… with… me…” there was a moment of silence, and I was freaking out, looking for Cecil plushie… I even checked under Cameron’s bed… oh dear lord… I almost got lost down there, never to return, lol. I even found pizza that wasn’t pizza anymore… O_O I think I saw one of the slices move, too… *shudders* lol. I’ve looked everywhere, and still no sign. After hanging up on Mike, I ran into Mike’s room. Pfft… lot of help that was. I found several more Cecil plushies, but all different. Then it hit me: I remembered I had thrown Cecil plushie at the dogs last night, cause they were barking too much. I run downstairs, and tripped over Alex who groaned… he was eating laying down again, and he started to choke… so, I smacked Gavin, and had him deal with it, lol. Once I reached the door, I bumped into Aran, who grabbed me, and hugged me to the point where I started choking. “I love you too, tickie—I mean… what’s you name again?” O_o; … In this crazed family, my only wish is that my brothers are capable to say and remember my name… but Aran is too stupid to do that little thing for me -_-;

Well, I squirmed out of his arms, and then, I dove for the dog door… I don’t know why I keep trying… I get stuck halfway… -_-; then, as one had predicted, Mac—this huge black and white husky came up, and licked me face >_< but I didn’t care, I eventually squirmed away, and ran over to the bushes. I couldn’t find him… then, I looked up, and there he was! Only thing was, he was in a tree… I’ll be damned before I ever climb a tree, lol. But, me being the ninny I am, I walked back inside, and smacked Alex. Alex is one of the taller brothers I have. He’s about 6’8” so he had the benefit of the doubt, heh. So, Alex started to climb up, and then, he stepped on the cat, and fell… then he climbed up again, but slipped… again, lol. So, seeing as how it’s still dark, and the only one fit to climb that stupid tree, which Cecil is high up—I’d have to climb from my window to the tree… pfft, the hell with that. So, tomorrow, Jimmy planned on helping us get him down… the thing is, Mike will be back tomorrow… EARLY. I just hope I can make it on time… or else… X_x;

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