I got borrrrred! So I'm writing this! Not sure how long this shall continue...
Lexi, even though she was little, had a devious little mind. She had buttered the floor, making it slippery. She took a quarter out of her pocket, and slid it across the floor, it slid across perfectly. She smirked, this was a good prank, and maybe she would earn the title of, "Prank Master". This would be great...
Jaime rubbed his eyes groggily, and stepped--scratch that--slipped into the kitchen. He slid, and clumsily fell onto his rear. Lexi was giggling madly, sitting on the counter. Jaime winced, then looked up at the devious little seven-year-old.
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Mel had a speaker system Robin had tweaked, making it louder than gunfire close ranged. She pushed the disk into the slot, restraining the giggling madness she had inside. They were set up in Fang and Devin's room. She would have to make she her mom wasn't in there at the same time as her father. She doesn't want to prank her MOM!
Fang entered his room, unaware of the madness about to--
"ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! WEIGHT IT! WEIGHT IT!" The speakers blew deafeningly loud. Fang had grimaced, covering his ears and jumping out the window to escape the madness. Mel only giggled outside the room, proud of her prank.
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Jaime had painted everything, everything in Mel's room shades of grey, silver, white and black. This would not only scare the shiz out of Mel, but it improved his painting skills a bit. He rubbed his hands together, and smirked, listening to the footsteps coming closer.
"Yes... Come my pretty..." He said in his evil voice, hiding in the closet.
Mel had come down the hall, she was humming a soft tune, snapping along to it. She liked that weird show "Addams Family". It creeped everyone out that she could sing the theme in her sleep. She opened the door to her room, and her eyes widened, and widened, and widened. Mel screamed at the top of her lungs and fainted. Just the reaction Jaime wanted...
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Fang stepped into the lounge, where his son, daughter, and other daughter, were covered in paint-balls, eggs, and glitter. He raised an eyebrow. Lexi had collapsed on Jaime, who had collapsed on Mel, who had collapsed on the floor. Fang shook his head, until he noticed something that made his blood run cold. They weren't breathing. Fang's eyes widened.
"NO!" He shouted, running over to his children.
"BOO!" The corpses sprang to life, causing Fang to yelp and fall back onto his rear.
"WTF!?" Fang shouted. Lexi had a devious grin on her face. Jaime and Mel were laughing. Fang growled.
"Don't scare me like that again..."
"MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Jaime had shouted at the top of his lungs, tackling Mel. Mel had kicked him off, only to have Lexi pounce onto her.
"RAWR!" Lexi said, trying to be menacing, failing miserably. Mel giggled. Fang grabbed a paintball gun. This.... meant....
"WAR!" Fang, and his beloved children shouted.
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Lexi, even though she was little, had a devious little mind. She had buttered the floor, making it slippery. She took a quarter out of her pocket, and slid it across the floor, it slid across perfectly. She smirked, this was a good prank, and maybe she would earn the title of, "Prank Master". This would be great...
Jaime rubbed his eyes groggily, and stepped--scratch that--slipped into the kitchen. He slid, and clumsily fell onto his rear. Lexi was giggling madly, sitting on the counter. Jaime winced, then looked up at the devious little seven-year-old.
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Mel had a speaker system Robin had tweaked, making it louder than gunfire close ranged. She pushed the disk into the slot, restraining the giggling madness she had inside. They were set up in Fang and Devin's room. She would have to make she her mom wasn't in there at the same time as her father. She doesn't want to prank her MOM!
Fang entered his room, unaware of the madness about to--
"ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! WEIGHT IT! WEIGHT IT!" The speakers blew deafeningly loud. Fang had grimaced, covering his ears and jumping out the window to escape the madness. Mel only giggled outside the room, proud of her prank.
.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.::.
Jaime had painted everything, everything in Mel's room shades of grey, silver, white and black. This would not only scare the shiz out of Mel, but it improved his painting skills a bit. He rubbed his hands together, and smirked, listening to the footsteps coming closer.
"Yes... Come my pretty..." He said in his evil voice, hiding in the closet.
Mel had come down the hall, she was humming a soft tune, snapping along to it. She liked that weird show "Addams Family". It creeped everyone out that she could sing the theme in her sleep. She opened the door to her room, and her eyes widened, and widened, and widened. Mel screamed at the top of her lungs and fainted. Just the reaction Jaime wanted...
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Fang stepped into the lounge, where his son, daughter, and other daughter, were covered in paint-balls, eggs, and glitter. He raised an eyebrow. Lexi had collapsed on Jaime, who had collapsed on Mel, who had collapsed on the floor. Fang shook his head, until he noticed something that made his blood run cold. They weren't breathing. Fang's eyes widened.
"NO!" He shouted, running over to his children.
"BOO!" The corpses sprang to life, causing Fang to yelp and fall back onto his rear.
"WTF!?" Fang shouted. Lexi had a devious grin on her face. Jaime and Mel were laughing. Fang growled.
"Don't scare me like that again..."
"MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Jaime had shouted at the top of his lungs, tackling Mel. Mel had kicked him off, only to have Lexi pounce onto her.
"RAWR!" Lexi said, trying to be menacing, failing miserably. Mel giggled. Fang grabbed a paintball gun. This.... meant....
"WAR!" Fang, and his beloved children shouted.
Check it out! link*Cough*Click it*Cough cough*
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are 你 sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are 你 sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.