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ladyofleithian) wrote2011-04-22 12:04 pm
ladyofleithian) wrote2011-04-22 12:04 pm
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Too Good Is True, Chapter Twenty: White horses, they will take me away (please don't kill me, em? :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, yadda yadda yadda. I mean the original author no discomfort, and guys? Please enjoy. :)
[INT. COLONEL TOBIN'S QUARTERS -- NIGHT.
Everyone's sitting around the table, except for Obi-Wan, who's now acting out a scene from DR. WHO with shadow puppets -- the climax of THE ENEMY WITHIN, to be more precise.
ANAKIN (to Palpatine): Should I --
PALPATINE: You said he was in a better place now, didn't you?
ANAKIN: Right. Right. *Sighs* I'm going to need a *whole* lot of juma when we're through...
TERRI CLARK: You and us both, Annie. You and us both.
I woke up at six the next morning. I untangled myself from Joe don's arms and went in to the bathroom to take a shower. I took my shower, dried my hair and got dressed. I slipped on my flip-flops and went back into the bedroom. Joe don was still asleep, so I walked silently over to the bed and crawled over to Joe don and kissed him lightly on the lips. His eyes flew open and he kissed me back. "I'm going downstairs to fix breakfast."
ATTON: Boring...boring...boring...
NUTE GUNRAY: SPIDERMAN fricking 3 is *thrilling* compared to this garbage!
Joe don - "Okay." He got up and headed for the bathroom.
PALPATINE (dismayed): Oh! They're not going to track his bowel move --
ANAKIN: Oh, Chancellor; you're ennobling this fic far more beyond what it deserves.
PALPATINE: *Double facepalms*
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
MIRA: Please stop sucking...please stop sucking...
BOBA FETT: *Snoring*
Joe don was just emerging from the bathroom when I came upstairs to tell him that breakfast was ready.
Desiree - "Breakfast is ready!"
Joe don - "K. Race you there!"
Desiree - "K!"
VISAS MARR: *Repeatedly banging her head against a wall*
I had a head start. I raced down the hall and got half way down the stairs, when I heard a thump and Joe Don say "Damb!!"
(Beat)
ATTON: Did he just say "dumb"? Because that sums up this fic pretty well...
BOBA FETT: *Snoring*
I ran back up the stairs, Joe don was just getting up. "Joe don, are you alright?"
Joe don - "Yeah, I just slipped and fell is all." Was he gritting his teeth? No, my mind must have been playing tricks on me.
ANAKIN (muttering): Doing my fucking job for me...
PALPATINE (mock-scandalized): Anakin! Language! I'll have to report that to Master Yoda!
Desiree - "Are you sure?"
Joe don - "Yeah, I'm fine. Lets eat."
Joe don had his plate in his right hand. He started to pull a chair out from the table, and he jerked his hand away, almost dropping the plate in his other hand. I jumped up from the table and rushed over to him. "Are you sure that you're alright?"
ATTON (as Joe Don): Yes, I'm fine! Other than being trapped in a bad Mary Sue fic, I'm the picture of health!
Joe don - "Yes. . ."
Desiree - "Let me see." I lightly touched his hand and and he flinched. "Joe don you need to see a doctor."
Joe don - "But. . . "
Desiree - "No! You're going as soon as we eat."
MICAL: He probably just stubbed his toe...
ANAKIN (gritted teeth): Stop trying to apply logic to this mess, Mikey. It's stupid.
OBI-WAN: *Now acting out a scene from STAR TREK*
ANAKIN: Oh, caf machine -- I drink to thine health.
He pours himself a cup of caf and sips.
ANAKIN: Right. (Mock Cheerful) Continue?
[INT. COLONEL TOBIN'S QUARTERS -- NIGHT.
Everyone's sitting around the table, except for Obi-Wan, who's now acting out a scene from DR. WHO with shadow puppets -- the climax of THE ENEMY WITHIN, to be more precise.
ANAKIN (to Palpatine): Should I --
PALPATINE: You said he was in a better place now, didn't you?
ANAKIN: Right. Right. *Sighs* I'm going to need a *whole* lot of juma when we're through...
TERRI CLARK: You and us both, Annie. You and us both.
I woke up at six the next morning. I untangled myself from Joe don's arms and went in to the bathroom to take a shower. I took my shower, dried my hair and got dressed. I slipped on my flip-flops and went back into the bedroom. Joe don was still asleep, so I walked silently over to the bed and crawled over to Joe don and kissed him lightly on the lips. His eyes flew open and he kissed me back. "I'm going downstairs to fix breakfast."
ATTON: Boring...boring...boring...
NUTE GUNRAY: SPIDERMAN fricking 3 is *thrilling* compared to this garbage!
Joe don - "Okay." He got up and headed for the bathroom.
PALPATINE (dismayed): Oh! They're not going to track his bowel move --
ANAKIN: Oh, Chancellor; you're ennobling this fic far more beyond what it deserves.
PALPATINE: *Double facepalms*
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
MIRA: Please stop sucking...please stop sucking...
BOBA FETT: *Snoring*
Joe don was just emerging from the bathroom when I came upstairs to tell him that breakfast was ready.
Desiree - "Breakfast is ready!"
Joe don - "K. Race you there!"
Desiree - "K!"
VISAS MARR: *Repeatedly banging her head against a wall*
I had a head start. I raced down the hall and got half way down the stairs, when I heard a thump and Joe Don say "Damb!!"
(Beat)
ATTON: Did he just say "dumb"? Because that sums up this fic pretty well...
BOBA FETT: *Snoring*
I ran back up the stairs, Joe don was just getting up. "Joe don, are you alright?"
Joe don - "Yeah, I just slipped and fell is all." Was he gritting his teeth? No, my mind must have been playing tricks on me.
ANAKIN (muttering): Doing my fucking job for me...
PALPATINE (mock-scandalized): Anakin! Language! I'll have to report that to Master Yoda!
Desiree - "Are you sure?"
Joe don - "Yeah, I'm fine. Lets eat."
Joe don had his plate in his right hand. He started to pull a chair out from the table, and he jerked his hand away, almost dropping the plate in his other hand. I jumped up from the table and rushed over to him. "Are you sure that you're alright?"
ATTON (as Joe Don): Yes, I'm fine! Other than being trapped in a bad Mary Sue fic, I'm the picture of health!
Joe don - "Yes. . ."
Desiree - "Let me see." I lightly touched his hand and and he flinched. "Joe don you need to see a doctor."
Joe don - "But. . . "
Desiree - "No! You're going as soon as we eat."
MICAL: He probably just stubbed his toe...
ANAKIN (gritted teeth): Stop trying to apply logic to this mess, Mikey. It's stupid.
OBI-WAN: *Now acting out a scene from STAR TREK*
ANAKIN: Oh, caf machine -- I drink to thine health.
He pours himself a cup of caf and sips.
ANAKIN: Right. (Mock Cheerful) Continue?
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FV Insano: *mockingly*....The time has come for Critic to take his test...he had been studyin for years! Traveling far and wide to learn about the history of America. The questions he has to face..."When was the America Revolution? Who was the 36th president?......What is the capital of New Jersey!?"...Will he ace the test in a Philadelphia courtroom? The suspense......the horror....the drama.....the action...the pain! Tune in for the final chapter and find out if it's South Dakota or Africa for the Critc!
FV Critic: O_o What the hell was that?
FV Insano: Dunno, but it's sure a hell of a lot more interesting then this Rascal Flatts snoozefest.
FV Critic: True
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So true. XD