Monday, February 27, 2006

fan fic part 6

Monday again enough said. I would like to thank Darkwolves Faith, ElvesAteMyRamen and celestial69 for saying nice things our fanfic it made me very happy. n_n Chapter Ten – Psychos and Kleptos Once again in the shrinking room (a/n: Boy, are we tired of typing that) the shrinks and patients sat down to talk and analyze their big fat issues. Currently, the question was less what the issues were and more who had worse ones, the patients or the shrinks. The shrinks seemed to be winning. “You guys seem fairly normal to me,” said Britty. “What’s the problem?” “I…um…” started Daisuke. He was interrupted by a loud snore. “Zzzzzzz…” said Satoshi. The shrinks glanced over. “Please continue,” said Mitzy, jotting down notes. “Possible narcoleptic…” she muttered under her breath. “I have this alter ego…who’s a thief and a womanizer…but he’s my friend and I don’t want him to disappear! And he,” here he gestured to Satoshi, “has a psycho alter ego that seems to want me dead. Or just plain wants me…I think.” Daisuke said. “ Right…Can you give us a minute?” asked Britty. The shrinks crowded into one of the corners to hold a conference. “This isn’t a job for therapists, it’s a job for an exorcist!” Mitzy hissed. “No, I don’t think they’re possessed. Just schizophrenic,” said Britty. “Just?! Schizos are very often psychos! And by what the one guy said, their other selves are a pervy kleptomaniac and a homicidal homo!” yelled Chrissy. “Wow, Chrissy’s a poet,” said Britty. “Who’s a pervy kleptomaniac?” asked a deep male voice. The shrinks meeped and looked back at Daisuke, who had changed into a much older (much hotter) dark haired version of himself. “Now do you believe me?! He’s possessed!” screamed Mitzy, hiding behind Chrissy. Which wasn’t working very well, considering she was rapidly melting from sheer hotness (a/n: ^_~). Britty tried to mop the quickly liquefying shrink up before she stained the carpet. It didn’t work. Sighing, she gave up for the time being and returned to trying to help her patients. “Alright, then…so, Mister…?” Britty asked. “Dark.” “Right then. I think we should take a break and analyze your problems, all right? You and your friend go back to the waiting room.” Dark shook his head. “I’m not waking him up, he’ll try to arrest me.” There was the soft sound of a lock clicking into place. “Too late,” said Satoshi, smiling and holding the other end of the pair of handcuffs. “Can’t you two behave?” asked Chrissy tiredly. “Go to the waiting room now.” Dark stood…or tried to. Apparently Satoshi had cuffed their ankles together as well. Both boys went down hard. “Umph!” grunted Dark. “Get off me! Idiot! How are we supposed to walk?!” Satoshi glared as he tried to stand up, which wasn’t easy, having a wrist and ankle cuffed to someone who wasn’t exactly cooperating. “I’m not taking any chances of you getting away from me this time,” came the level reply. Finally, the two managed to stand. Britty and the others tried not to giggle as the two stumbled into the doorway, killed a potted plant, and made it to the waiting room three-legged race style. Bonus Chapter - Britty Takes Over “Alright then…So, Mister…?” Britty asked. “Dark. But you can call me whatever you want, sweetheart.” He winked Britty blushed as he stooped to one knee and held out a ring. “Will you marry me, my love?” he asked, looking sappily into her eyes (a/n: dying laughing here…) “Oh, yes, my darling! I love you!” cried Britty, tears of happiness streaming down her face. “Then come away with me! We will leave this squalid office forever!” Dark said, taking her hand. Chrissy and Mitzy dabbed their eyes with tissues. “Goodbye Britty! We’ll miss you! Take care!” (Chrissy and Mitzy grab the keyboard away from the rampaging Britty) Chrissy: Told you we couldn’t trust her with the computer… Mitzy: As if I’d ever cry like that. Britty: Oh, yeah you will. When I make off/out with your guy Duo! Mitzy: >_< (runs away) Britty: Heehee… Mitzy: (returns with sharp objects) Britty and Chrissy: O.O Eeek. (THIS SCENE CENSORED, PLEASE STAND BY…) (STILL STANDING BY…) Mitzy: Oh come, happy dagger! (laughs satanically) Britty (from offstage): Someone call 911… Chrissy (also from offstage): how many times do I have to tell you, we can’t. We don’t have an 11 on our phone. Furthermore, we have no fingers to dial with anymore! Chapter Eleven – Let Sleeping Pilots Lie Once again, in the waiting room for the umpteenth time, the shrinks went to retrieve their neurotic patients. For once, the waiting room was relatively quiet. Apparently the patients had all tired themselves out with being disruptive earlier. Mitzy was rather surprised, and pleased, to note that only a few of the characters were actually sleeping with any of the others. The shrinks picked their way carefully around the sleeping psychos, managing to only step on one or two. Britty kneeled next to the gundam pilots and nudged Trowa’s shoulder reluctantly. They were so cute when they were asleep! Trowa opened one eye a glanced at her from his place on the chair. “Your turn,” Britty told him quietly, trying not to disturb the other patients. Trowa nodded and reached down to the floor, tapping Duo. Duo grunted tossed off the jacket he had been using as a blanket. Duo, in turn, woke Quatre, who was using a snoozing Chrissy as a teddy-bear. Britty raised an eyebrow, wondering how Chrissy had even gotten down there without her noticing, and nudged her fellow shrink with one toe. “It’s not very professional or socially acceptable (a/n: we rhymed!) to sleep with your patients!” she hissed. Chrissy giggled. “Perv,” Britty growled, kicking her in the head. Quatre sleepily reached over and shook Heero, who bolted upright and instinctively went for his gun. “Chill, Heero. It’s our turn,” Duo said, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “Might as well get it over with,” said Quatre, nodding. “Yeah,” said Duo. “I have a new Playboy- er, Gameboy to get back to at home.” “Fine then. Come with us please,” said Chrissy, exasperated. Britty looped arms with Quatre and Trowa, apparently not hearing Duo’s slip-up, and skipped with them into the shrink room. Chrissy and Mitzy shook their heads and followed them. Bonus Chapter – Troubles with the “Waitng” Room (Chrissy is typing) Chrissy: ARGH! (Mitzy jumps out of her skin) (Chrissy looks over) Chrissy: Ewww, skinless Mitzy… Mitzy: I wouldn’t be if you hadn’t yelled! (puts skin back on) What happened anyway? Chrissy: The stupid program keeps ‘fixing’ my mistakes. Every time I accidentally type Chrisst, it changes it to Christ! And I can’t type the word waitng… watinig…Argh! Mitzy: Waiting? Chrissy: YES! All our characters are in the ‘waitng’ room! Mitzy: (giggle) Chrissy: Shut up… Mitzy: Heheheheh. Chrissy: I hate this computer. Mitzy: How do you spell Duzzel…er, Duzzell… Chrissy: I dunno. One Z, I think. Mitzy: You think? Chrissy: Yeah, I’m not sure… Mitzy: YOU HAVE THE BOOK, STUPID!!! (Crickets chirp) Chrissy, Mitzy: (giggle insanely) Okay only four chapters left now and the epilouge. n_n

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