Post by TM on Dec 6, 2007 18:24:31 GMT -5
((Just fooling around, folkles)
Az strutted into the dining room. The lace of his white evening gown bounced hurriedly. Teagan glanced up from her third meal of oatmeal that day, eyes wide. "Mommy, what's wrong?"
Az patted his bun. He had only just finished cleaning his long-time girlfriend, the Witch of Az, Marina's shoes. "DARLING. You need a boyfriend. Go find that one-time lover of yours, Sparky, and bring him here to make babies with you! You can never do what that vile sister of yours did. That was failure in the extreme! No preggers at all." He gestured toward the dungeon underground.
"Yes, Mommy!" Teagan jubilantly stood up and saluted him.
"Oh," said Marina. She looked up from her newspaper. "While you're out, get muffins and onions."
Teagan nodded and darted outside. "Doggie," she called, snapping her fingers. A scroungy mutt with greasy blond hair padded over to her. His color had the imprint MURY written on it. 'Get potatoes and unions for Mommy's girlfriend." He howled and scurried away.
A few minutes later, Teagan found the school and went inside. A boy with sexy purple hair and black lipstick on was surrounded by potential lovers petting his shoelaces and yearning to grasp his collar. He flicked his mane of hair and winked as Ferris passed by. Ferris blushed and looked down. He walked on.
"Yo. Sparky," said Teagan. "I need you."
He lazily glanced in her direction. "Oh em gee no, you wannabe hooker. I've got my babes all right here." He snaked his arms around a gaggle of girls that were practically drooling on him and a boy called TJ. The females cooed. TJ blinked. "I don't want you anymore, toots. You're a waste of my time. When there's a beautiful jock--like me--around, he doesn't want to be bullied by some red-eyed masochist--like you."
Teagan frowned and glared. Ashelle rubbed Sparky's hand lovingly. "She's not your type, is she, Mr. Cobalt?"
"My type? Not at all. She only tasted like that nasty oatmeal stuff."
"Oh, please, Mr. Cobalt, tell us about your type again." The other girls gave a unanimous reply: yes, yes, yes!
"My type is...." He leaned in toward Selena's ear and blew lightly. She giggled. "You know my type is a complete secret, ladies. And now," he said with a heave, "I must be going to class." The gang pouted and disbanded.
Teagan watched grumpily. Why did Mommy have to give her such difficult duties?
An arm slithered around her middle. Teagan jumped away and turned to see a voluptuous woman with a slit in her skimpy dress that ran up to her hip. The outfit was so tight that Teagan could have sworn this slut's breasts were going to explode.
"I am," said the woman, flicking her curly black hair, "Doneele. Azzy-kun called me to say that you might need some help getting that dude of yours to screw around with." She grinned wickedly. "Now come," she said enticingly, "to my beauty parlor." Her slender naked arms gestured to an office. Black paper covered its windows.
..........................
The class seated itself. They gazed longingly at Sparky who sat on a gumdrop thrown.
A worn, haggard-looking man grasped Sparky's wrists. He cried out pleadingly, "LET US DANCE TOGETHER IN FIELDS OF JOY WITH FLAMINGOS FLYING ABOUT US AS WE SLOWLY SPIRAL INTO OBLIVION!"
Sparky sighed. His lip-glossed lips moved gently. "Sweet, Dom, my lycan pal, my answer is still no. I'm afraid the fan girls won't have anything to do with it."
"Yeah, yeah, Dommeh! That's right! Stay away from him!" whined Ashelle. "Mr. Cobalt hasn't tried my cupcakes yet!"
Dom whimpered as several hands yanked him away.
TJ stood up and counted the students. "I think that's ev--" The door was slammed open.
Teagan entered. Fishnets zigzagged across her legs, revealed by a short jean skirt. She was nearly unrecognizable with saucy black hair, bright passionate red lipstick, and makeup. She strutted over, flaunting her hips. Teagan stuck one stilettoed foot on Sparky's taffy desk. "Hey," she said, flowing Doneele's directions with absolute seriousness. Sparky looked up at her, quirking an eyebrow.
"You're the love my life. Make me some babies."
"No."
Silence.
"Do it."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Do you even know how to make babies?"
Silence.
"Teagan, FAIL."
The teacher stormed in. Her pale hair spiked at the ceiling above, and her poke-doted dress twisted around her. "What is this? Someone FAILED?"
"Morgan, my love," whispered Doneele from the hall, "Sparky simply cannot realize his inhibitions of desire for his one time lover Teagan."
Selena gasped. "One time lover?!" The crowd echoed her sentiments.
"But we never--" started Sparky. Teagan slapped her hand over his mouth.
"Shut up, Cobalt," she hissed. "Mommy will turn me into apple pie she knows that, and you know that I really do taste plenty good without you eating me all the time."
He gasped. His perfect eyes widened. "I remember you!"
Teagan nearly fell off the desk. He had forgotten her? HOW?!
"You were that chick that creeped everyone out and--" Teagan punched him, and, one knock-out later, she heaved his body over her shoulder and began leaving.
"No!" cried Selena, Ashelle, TJ, Shadow, Felix, and Sylph.
Kesterel appeared. She hugged Doneele tightly. "Now, now, little kiddies," she purred, "do not interrupt the LOVE." She began to sing The Lion King's "Can you feel the love tonight?" and all the students were entrapped in her ethereal voice. Teagan sneaked away with her cargo.
..................
((To be continued...? -Gets forced away- Also, I can't check over it yet. >.<))
Az strutted into the dining room. The lace of his white evening gown bounced hurriedly. Teagan glanced up from her third meal of oatmeal that day, eyes wide. "Mommy, what's wrong?"
Az patted his bun. He had only just finished cleaning his long-time girlfriend, the Witch of Az, Marina's shoes. "DARLING. You need a boyfriend. Go find that one-time lover of yours, Sparky, and bring him here to make babies with you! You can never do what that vile sister of yours did. That was failure in the extreme! No preggers at all." He gestured toward the dungeon underground.
"Yes, Mommy!" Teagan jubilantly stood up and saluted him.
"Oh," said Marina. She looked up from her newspaper. "While you're out, get muffins and onions."
Teagan nodded and darted outside. "Doggie," she called, snapping her fingers. A scroungy mutt with greasy blond hair padded over to her. His color had the imprint MURY written on it. 'Get potatoes and unions for Mommy's girlfriend." He howled and scurried away.
A few minutes later, Teagan found the school and went inside. A boy with sexy purple hair and black lipstick on was surrounded by potential lovers petting his shoelaces and yearning to grasp his collar. He flicked his mane of hair and winked as Ferris passed by. Ferris blushed and looked down. He walked on.
"Yo. Sparky," said Teagan. "I need you."
He lazily glanced in her direction. "Oh em gee no, you wannabe hooker. I've got my babes all right here." He snaked his arms around a gaggle of girls that were practically drooling on him and a boy called TJ. The females cooed. TJ blinked. "I don't want you anymore, toots. You're a waste of my time. When there's a beautiful jock--like me--around, he doesn't want to be bullied by some red-eyed masochist--like you."
Teagan frowned and glared. Ashelle rubbed Sparky's hand lovingly. "She's not your type, is she, Mr. Cobalt?"
"My type? Not at all. She only tasted like that nasty oatmeal stuff."
"Oh, please, Mr. Cobalt, tell us about your type again." The other girls gave a unanimous reply: yes, yes, yes!
"My type is...." He leaned in toward Selena's ear and blew lightly. She giggled. "You know my type is a complete secret, ladies. And now," he said with a heave, "I must be going to class." The gang pouted and disbanded.
Teagan watched grumpily. Why did Mommy have to give her such difficult duties?
An arm slithered around her middle. Teagan jumped away and turned to see a voluptuous woman with a slit in her skimpy dress that ran up to her hip. The outfit was so tight that Teagan could have sworn this slut's breasts were going to explode.
"I am," said the woman, flicking her curly black hair, "Doneele. Azzy-kun called me to say that you might need some help getting that dude of yours to screw around with." She grinned wickedly. "Now come," she said enticingly, "to my beauty parlor." Her slender naked arms gestured to an office. Black paper covered its windows.
..........................
The class seated itself. They gazed longingly at Sparky who sat on a gumdrop thrown.
A worn, haggard-looking man grasped Sparky's wrists. He cried out pleadingly, "LET US DANCE TOGETHER IN FIELDS OF JOY WITH FLAMINGOS FLYING ABOUT US AS WE SLOWLY SPIRAL INTO OBLIVION!"
Sparky sighed. His lip-glossed lips moved gently. "Sweet, Dom, my lycan pal, my answer is still no. I'm afraid the fan girls won't have anything to do with it."
"Yeah, yeah, Dommeh! That's right! Stay away from him!" whined Ashelle. "Mr. Cobalt hasn't tried my cupcakes yet!"
Dom whimpered as several hands yanked him away.
TJ stood up and counted the students. "I think that's ev--" The door was slammed open.
Teagan entered. Fishnets zigzagged across her legs, revealed by a short jean skirt. She was nearly unrecognizable with saucy black hair, bright passionate red lipstick, and makeup. She strutted over, flaunting her hips. Teagan stuck one stilettoed foot on Sparky's taffy desk. "Hey," she said, flowing Doneele's directions with absolute seriousness. Sparky looked up at her, quirking an eyebrow.
"You're the love my life. Make me some babies."
"No."
Silence.
"Do it."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Do you even know how to make babies?"
Silence.
"Teagan, FAIL."
The teacher stormed in. Her pale hair spiked at the ceiling above, and her poke-doted dress twisted around her. "What is this? Someone FAILED?"
"Morgan, my love," whispered Doneele from the hall, "Sparky simply cannot realize his inhibitions of desire for his one time lover Teagan."
Selena gasped. "One time lover?!" The crowd echoed her sentiments.
"But we never--" started Sparky. Teagan slapped her hand over his mouth.
"Shut up, Cobalt," she hissed. "Mommy will turn me into apple pie she knows that, and you know that I really do taste plenty good without you eating me all the time."
He gasped. His perfect eyes widened. "I remember you!"
Teagan nearly fell off the desk. He had forgotten her? HOW?!
"You were that chick that creeped everyone out and--" Teagan punched him, and, one knock-out later, she heaved his body over her shoulder and began leaving.
"No!" cried Selena, Ashelle, TJ, Shadow, Felix, and Sylph.
Kesterel appeared. She hugged Doneele tightly. "Now, now, little kiddies," she purred, "do not interrupt the LOVE." She began to sing The Lion King's "Can you feel the love tonight?" and all the students were entrapped in her ethereal voice. Teagan sneaked away with her cargo.
..................
((To be continued...? -Gets forced away- Also, I can't check over it yet. >.<))