Dream On spin off-my style!
If you haven't read Charmingal's Dream On, (which you should ;D ) this won't make much sence, so go check out her brilliant readings too, ok? Basically, we've (we meaning me and a few other idiots/clever peoples alike) moved to the not-so-sunny town of Forks, and by the magic of fan-fiction have ended up finding the Vampires and Werewolves! This is my side of the story (Looney's view), hopefully with extra madness, weirder humour, and rib-cracking...although I don't take responsibility for any Doctor bills...
you wanted to do this of your own free will you poor, poor person
6. VI ~ QUEST FOR THE SANDWICH
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“Siblings. Like brothers and sisters.” I repeated. That would explain about how Alice wasn’t beating Jasper to a non-bloody pulp before my eyes.
“Nice picture.” Said Edward.
“What?” I asked him. For once I wasn’t thinking about him, or his abilities. “Oh, yeah. Right.” I shrugged, a little taken aback. I quickly regained myself and went to the fridge, looking for something snackish. When I discovered we were out of everything snackish. Spare a chicken, about a hundred cartons of orange juice (Lexhen), and a bowl of spaghetti. I looked through out the kitchen, always feeling someone’s eyes on my back.
“Damn it!” I finally said, stomping my foot like I was five years old. “Dodger, better get some food by the time she gets back. We have nearly nothing in here. But didn’t I have a sandwich in…” I trailed off.
“I think that I will get going now.” Said Alice. Before I could even process the words into my hungry brain, she was out the room.
“Tolley’s awake.” Said Lexhen, walking around me, no doubt up to her attic room. I sighed. I’d be joining her in a game of Kingdom Hearts tonight.
“How’d you know?” I asked her.
“Jasper just flew up the stairs.”
“Speaking of flying, I’m going to go and fly up to the study. I swear I had left a sandwich in there.” I started up the stairs. As I reached the first landing, I took a right into the small, light blue room. Paper lined every available, flat surface. You couldn’t walk in silence here. Above us, I could here Tolley talking to Jasper. I wasn’t paying attention to her much.
“Texas!” I heard Jasper yelp. No doubt he didn’t think you could miss a plane from England to Texas instead of forks. It took me a second to believe it to. “And you’re going to drive all night?”
“Well, what other options do I have?” Started Tolley. “The lunatics need a ride, and I'm the only legal driver. Tasha got her licence taken away for diving whilst under the influence of drugs, Catkin has a fear of steering wheels, Delia failed her driving test because she got distracted by a butterfly, Lexhen is in a similar situation to Tasha, and she’s in hospital, Hilary has too short an attention span and Looney… Well, let’s just say that she got something that day, but it wasn’t a licence.”
Crap, crap, crap. She had to tell the story to everyone. Why oh, why did I have to fail it the first time?
“Hey!” I yelled up at her. Any ears could have heard my yelling through these walls. “I hope you’re not spreading the tale of my first restraining order around again! You know how I hate that!”
It went silent again, and I guess they must’ve started to talk again. I rolled my eyes, and looked about for my sandwich.
A rustle of paper caught me off guard. I flicked my head back to see Edward standing in the doorway, admiring our clean and tidy desks. By tomorrow, Tolley would have tidied it up. I almost laughed, but restrained myself by biting my tongue; even he couldn’t stay silent on this amount of paper.
Hey, my ingenious brain thought, I could use this for Lexhen to see when she was going to sprint down to my room. Mind you, the way that she thumped down them was enough to wake the dead anyway…
I shook my head and continued on my quest. Now, did I put it by the printer, or was it on the shelf with the history books? Again I jumped when Edward swore behind me. Ok, I didn’t think my butt looked that bad in these jeans!
“You owe me $100 Edward!” Called Jasper. It sounded like another bet had been placed. Edward swore again.
“Thanks a lot Tolley!” He yelled.
“Hey, don’t call me Tolley! Only my friends get to call me Tolley!” Called my friend from upstairs. She told everybody this. You had to get used to her ‘don’t talk to strangers policy.’“And I'm not your friend?” Edward sounded upset, but the way his hand possessively curled around me, and the way he was chuckling, led me to believe otherwise. I was nearly crying with laughter. While the other part of my brain was sighing in relief; Thank god he was not swearing at my behind.
“No, you took bets on whether or not I’d let Jasper drive me to Texas!”
“Well… Umm… You and Looney took bets on whether or not we’re Vampires!” He said, looking at the ceiling, where Tolley’s room was situated.
“Yeah, but you were just a random stalk-ee at that point; friends don’t bet on other friends, only against them.” He was silent.
“I know you are, but what am I?” He replied, childishly. I rolled my eyes. He was taking my childishness! He must be one of us!
“By the way Tolley…” I barely managed to choke out through my laughter. It took me several attempts. “I believe you owe me money!”
“No I don’t!” She called, indignantly. “Why would I owe you money?”
“Because, we had a bet…”
“Which I won…” she sounded like she knew everything. How wrong she was.
“Are you sure about that?” If you could see how smug I was being, I swear she’d be blind by it. I knew I had won. Poor, little, innocent Tolley. Wait until she found out about the monster in her wardrobe…
She muttered something quieter this time, and I think she must’ve been trying to either untangle herself from Jasper (probable) or open his jaw and try to find his fangs (if she had been me, definite)
I placed my hand under an art project that I had meant to finish for my old school, to find an empty plate. Oh yeah. I had eaten it in my room. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I was going to starve soon. They’d be nothing but Looney bones.
I went to stand by the window instead.
I nearly leaped out of my skin though, as soon as I had laid my eyes on the house-next-door’s swimming pool, a blur crossed my vision. A blur in Tolley’s pyjamas and Jasper’s jeans and shirt.
“Edward. Did Jasper just jump out the window with Tolley in a three storey house?”
- I ~ WHERE ARE WE EATING?
- II ~ SAME AS YESTERDAY?
- III ~ FALLING DOWN THE STAIRS
- IV ~ KISSING GAMES
- V ~ FOOD FIRST, AND EVERYTHING FOLLOWS AFTER
- VI ~ QUEST FOR THE SANDWICH
- VII ~ WHEN YOU WANT SOMETHING?STEAL IT
- VIII ~ IT. WAS. HER.
- IX ~ DANCE WATER, DANCE!
- X ~ I DON?T HAVE PROBLEMS! SHE DOES.
- XI ~ INCH BY INCH
- XII ~ SHUT UP VAMPIRE BOY
- XIII ~ I AM SPARTACUS!
- XIV ~ DARES; HOW I LOVE THEM
- XV ~ ROSALIE?YOU?RE BALD! / ACCIDENTALLY ON PURPOSELY SOAP-TASTIC?
- XVI ~ FIRST NIGHTS ?SLEEP? AND TROUBLE AHOY
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