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Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, sadly enough. I mean no disrespect to the original author; this is mostly good, clean fun. :) And guys? Please leave concrit. ^__^




[INT. COLONEL TOBIN'S QUARTERS -- NIGHT.

Everyone's still reading the fic.]

"What's this... WOW!" I turn around and see Joe don looking at my note book where I put down the songs that I sometimes write.

Desiree - "Oh, that's my song book. Sometimes I write songs and stuff.''


ARAWN (as Joe Don): Can I take a peek?

ATTON (as Blanche): Get your own.

Joe don - "Your're REALLY good. I really like this one.'' He pointed to the song I called Too Good Is
True. "I should talk to Gary and we could use some of your songs on our new album."


MARY SUE O METER: *Trembles*

ANAKIN (sternly): Behave.

Desiree - "I don't know..... maybe... I..."

Joe don - "Just think about it. You could tell everybody when you're a famous singer that you where discovered by rascal flatts."


MARY SUE O METER: *Explodes*

ANAKIN (sarcastic): Dammit...I think we have a new record in terms of clusterfuckery here...let's give it a round of applause!

CUE A CELEBRATION WITH FIREWORKS, COMPLETE WITH THE TEXT "BIGGEST GALACTIC CLUSTERFUCK" ON THE SCREEN.

ANAKIN (weary): Back to the caf machine... *Pours more caf*

Desiree - "Maybe. Do you want to go swimming in the pond?"

ATTON (snarky): Well, where do you think they'd go swimming? Kamino?

Joe don - "You have a pond? Cool.''

Desiree - "Okay! Let me go change and go get Dusty. I'll be right back.''

Joe don - "Okay. I have to run home for a second.''

!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!


ANAKIN: Dear Force, those exclamation marks hurt my head...

"Your welcome. Have a nice day.'' The dock worker at Burn's Feed Store said.

MICAL (muttering): Doing my kriffing job for me...

ATTON (mock-scandalized): Mikey! Language!

Desiree - "Thanks, I will.'' I jumped off the dock and started walking over to pickup.

"Hey Desiree.'' I turned around.

Desiree - "Hey, Josh, how's it going? I didn't see your truck.'' It was my ex boyfriend.


ARAWN: I swear this fic introduces more out-of-freaking-nowhere characters than THE ROOM.

ATTON (as Joe Don/Tommy Wiseau): You are tearing me apaahhht, Desiree!

ARAWN (amused): Well, yes. Kind of like that.

Josh - "I'm parked on the other side. Not too bad. Getting the hay equitment ready and logging has kept me and Dad pretty busy. Speaking of logging I think we'll be on your side of the canyon in the next month or so. What about you?''
Desiree - "Just barely keeping up with the gardens, and every thing else.''
He glanced at my hair and his eyes got this teasing look in them I knew all to well.

Josh - "Are you still coloring your hair?''

Desiree - "Josh! For the last time I didn't color my hair, and never have. LOL.''

ANAKIN: Oh boy... *Takes another swig of caf*


I laughed. It was one of our favorite jokes.

He checked his pager. "Well I gotta go, Dad will be mad if I don't get back. Tootles.'' (he really says that.)


CANDEROUS: No doy !

PALPATINE: In my day, it was called, "No stang, Sherlock!"



Desiree - "Okay, see you later.''

OBI-WAN (cheerful): Well, at least Anakin didn't turn this into a musical episode yet --

ANAKIN (singing to the STAR WARS theme techno remix): Boring/This is so boring/This is so boring/Get to the show...

OBI-WAN (face buried in hands): I shouldn't have said that...




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