Oh, okay! Phew, I would hate for Diana to think that Jim would be apart in any fan fiction like that (I can't even picture myself writing that sorta junk).
If you remember the original story where Diana was a crazy college student, I wasn't aware at the time that Jim's wife's name was Diana or that he was even married! So... *nervous laugh* You can imagine how awkward I felt rereading it thinking, "I seriously need to rewrite this." If you hadn't pointed out the fact that it was OOC, I never would have changed my story around. I really enjoy writing it more now that it's a lot more laid back. Thanks!
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Okay, here's the rest of the chapter:
Correction: deliriously dedicated fans. Steve said in a matter of fact tone of voice.
They had crawled no more than a couple of feet when out from the other tunnel, what they thought would be fans, Al and Bermuda appeared.
What the? Bermuda scared at Jim and Steve. What are you doing here?
Well, what do you? Steve slapped a hand over Jims mouth.
Shh! Theyll hear us!
The Amish? Al asked.
Jim peeled off Steves hand. What? No! he gave Al a quick look over. Speaking of which, I thought they were beating you up.
Actually, Al let out a nervous laugh. That was a tourist who just happen to be wearing the same Hawaiian shirt as me.
Yeah, good thing too. Bermuda added. Those guys had pitch forks and everything.
Jim and Steve winced.
Working on the fourth chapter right now. Finally moving into the fun part!
Correction: deliriously dedicated fans. Steve said in a matter of fact tone of voice.
They had crawled no more than a couple of feet when out from the other tunnel, what they thought would be fans, Al and Bermuda appeared.
What the? Bermuda scared at Jim and Steve. What are you doing here?
Well, what do you? Steve slapped a hand over Jims mouth.
Shh! Theyll hear us!
The Amish? Al asked.
Jim peeled off Steves hand. What? No! he gave Al a quick look over. Speaking of which, I thought they were beating you up.
Actually, Al let out a nervous laugh. That was a tourist who just happen to be wearing the same Hawaiian shirt as me.
Yeah, good thing too. Bermuda added. Those guys had pitch forks and everything.
Jim and Steve winced.
Working on the fourth chapter right now. Finally moving into the fun part!
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Haha, I know, right? Okay, Chapter 4! I promise I'll clear up that thing with Diana and Barbara so you know what the heck is going on. Not a lot of action here but it's all I've written so far... enjoy! And yes, TM does stand for Time Machine.
Chapter Four
Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, after a week, they were back in business! She wiped her oil stained hands on her apron, then crawled out from under the machine.
Hey, Di, I fixed it. And you know what? You were right, one of the wires was unplugged. she turned around, surprised to find that the corner her friend, Diana, had been writing in was empty. Di?
Where was she, Barbara wondered. No matter, she would tell Diana the good news as soon as she returned. Feeling good about her hard work, she popped a bottle of cold water open from the cooler and took a gulp.
Boy, what she wouldnt give to be back home again. Already, she could hear the sound of the city streets.
Back! Diana said, entering the room, both hands holding drinks. I swung by Sonic and picked up some stuff, thought youd need an energy boost. I couldnt believe it, they actually have a Sonic here! Then again, you could be out in the middle of a desert and youd find one. Here, I think this - yeah, that ones yours.
Barbara took her drink, drank, and let out a content sigh. Aw, yes, Root-beer Floats. she said dreamily.
Diana made a disgusted face. How can you drink those? Those things were sweet!
My point exact. Barbara pointed her thumb over her shoulder. Guess whats done?
Dianas face brightened up. The cake?
No, thats your job! Barbara took another sip. Guess aga - never mind. Ill just tell you: I fixed it.
Diana seemed disappointed by the news, though Barbara couldnt imagine what in the world for.
I finished editing the last chapter. she said, changing the subject. Well be able to send this off to the publisher tomorrow.
Barbara stared at Diana. What about the TM? I worked my butt off! Arent you glad? Well be able to travel!
Diana set her drink down. Yeah, its great news... she sat, trying not to make eye contact with Barbara.
Barbara clicked her tongue. Obviously, something was up. With a grunt, she pushed herself on top of a desk and crossed her arms. Alright, Di, whats going on?
Nothing, nothing at all.
Barbara raised an eyebrow. Oh really? So why havent you been working on our book, huh?
Diana looked up at her friend. You really want to know?
I wouldnt be asking if I didnt want to know.
Okay, Ill cut to the point: I think we should stop.
Barbara stared at her, shocked. Stop? But, this is our only income.
Income? What were doing is putting the universe at stake. If something were to go wrong... Diana didnt have to finish her sentence to get her point across.
After a silent moment, Barbara spoke, You do realize, if we stop, well be returning to our old lives?
Its safer than this. Diana answered, letting out a nervous laugh.
Barbara put on a forced smile and nodded. Alright, after we publish the last book, thatll be the last of our journey. Kay?
Diana was about to answer when out from the air vent, Jim and Steve crawled out.
I told you Ruben would find us! I told you! Steve said.
Well Im sorry if I thought the guy was too short to even reach a vent. Jim answered. Oh, he stared at Diana and Barbara. Hello.
Chapter Four
Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, after a week, they were back in business! She wiped her oil stained hands on her apron, then crawled out from under the machine.
Hey, Di, I fixed it. And you know what? You were right, one of the wires was unplugged. she turned around, surprised to find that the corner her friend, Diana, had been writing in was empty. Di?
Where was she, Barbara wondered. No matter, she would tell Diana the good news as soon as she returned. Feeling good about her hard work, she popped a bottle of cold water open from the cooler and took a gulp.
Boy, what she wouldnt give to be back home again. Already, she could hear the sound of the city streets.
Back! Diana said, entering the room, both hands holding drinks. I swung by Sonic and picked up some stuff, thought youd need an energy boost. I couldnt believe it, they actually have a Sonic here! Then again, you could be out in the middle of a desert and youd find one. Here, I think this - yeah, that ones yours.
Barbara took her drink, drank, and let out a content sigh. Aw, yes, Root-beer Floats. she said dreamily.
Diana made a disgusted face. How can you drink those? Those things were sweet!
My point exact. Barbara pointed her thumb over her shoulder. Guess whats done?
Dianas face brightened up. The cake?
No, thats your job! Barbara took another sip. Guess aga - never mind. Ill just tell you: I fixed it.
Diana seemed disappointed by the news, though Barbara couldnt imagine what in the world for.
I finished editing the last chapter. she said, changing the subject. Well be able to send this off to the publisher tomorrow.
Barbara stared at Diana. What about the TM? I worked my butt off! Arent you glad? Well be able to travel!
Diana set her drink down. Yeah, its great news... she sat, trying not to make eye contact with Barbara.
Barbara clicked her tongue. Obviously, something was up. With a grunt, she pushed herself on top of a desk and crossed her arms. Alright, Di, whats going on?
Nothing, nothing at all.
Barbara raised an eyebrow. Oh really? So why havent you been working on our book, huh?
Diana looked up at her friend. You really want to know?
I wouldnt be asking if I didnt want to know.
Okay, Ill cut to the point: I think we should stop.
Barbara stared at her, shocked. Stop? But, this is our only income.
Income? What were doing is putting the universe at stake. If something were to go wrong... Diana didnt have to finish her sentence to get her point across.
After a silent moment, Barbara spoke, You do realize, if we stop, well be returning to our old lives?
Its safer than this. Diana answered, letting out a nervous laugh.
Barbara put on a forced smile and nodded. Alright, after we publish the last book, thatll be the last of our journey. Kay?
Diana was about to answer when out from the air vent, Jim and Steve crawled out.
I told you Ruben would find us! I told you! Steve said.
Well Im sorry if I thought the guy was too short to even reach a vent. Jim answered. Oh, he stared at Diana and Barbara. Hello.
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Hey guys, sorry I didn't finish story. I'm not very good at big stories. So I decided, now that I'm back into a writing mood to just write short stories. Here's Part 1 of 2 of:
The Costume Party
Al looked at the boxes of cereals he held in his hands. Which did he want? He liked Raison Bran a whole bunch but he also enjoyed Honey Nut Cheerios. He compared the weight of the two boxes, trying to calculate which had more. The Cheerios seemed heavier. Well, Cheerios it was! He placed the box in his cart.
Have you picked out a cer - Al stared at the pile of cereal at Rubens feet. What are you doing?
Ruben looked up, his hand crammed in the box digging around. He gave Al an innocent look. Who me?
Yeah, you. Al took Ruben by the shoulders and hurried him away from sight before any of the employees tackled Ruben. Really, what were you doing? Whats in your hand?
Ruben held up a handful of cereal prize tokens.
Al shook his head. You cant go cutting out those things every time youre in a store! You have to buy them!
But that means Ill have to eat them and I dont like cereal! Ruben exclaimed.
Well thats the way it works. I swear Ruben, youre obsessed with those kiddie prizes!
Oh and youre not obsessed with anything? Ruben asked.
Of course not. Al crossed his arms. Dont be ridiculous.
Then how do you explain that? Ruben pointed with annoyance at Als shopping cart which was over flowing with Hawaiian shirts.
Those are bare necessities! Al exploded. I need those!
And these? Ruben held up a pair of vans. Necessities?
Oi, youre catching on! Al neatly set the pair back into the cart.
Hey, dont go spending all our tour money! Al and Ruben turned around to find Jim and Bermuda heading down the aisle, both of them holding costumes.
Good grief, how many shirts do you have in there? Bermuda exclaimed, picking up several by the hanger.
Watch it, dont wrinkle them! Al winced. How did you find us?
Oh, we just followed some bread crumbs...quiet literally. Jim answered. You find some tokens?Ruben ran to Jims side and proudly displayed his collection like a little boy. Very nice, Im impressed.
You taught him that habit? Al asked.
Course I did. Showed him how to open up the boxes and cut the tokens... Jims voice trailed off as he noticed the pile of cereal. Remind me to show you how to keep your job clean. You see -
Jim dont. Just, Bermuda shook his head. Dont.
Ill show you on the bus. Jim mouthed once Bermudas head was turned.
Anyway, Bermuda said, continuing his conversation with Al. We got our costumes for the party tonight. Check it out, he held out his outfit. Ill be a ninja.
And Ill be Batman. Jims grin disappeared. Without the tights of course.
Thank goodness. Al muttered. I lost my bet with Suzanne so shell be choosing my costume.
Jim and Bermuda exchanged looks. Oh... Bermuda laughed. Im going to enjoy this!
You bring the camera! Jim said.
Better than that! Ill video tape it! Bermuda gave Jim a high five.
The Costume Party
Al looked at the boxes of cereals he held in his hands. Which did he want? He liked Raison Bran a whole bunch but he also enjoyed Honey Nut Cheerios. He compared the weight of the two boxes, trying to calculate which had more. The Cheerios seemed heavier. Well, Cheerios it was! He placed the box in his cart.
Have you picked out a cer - Al stared at the pile of cereal at Rubens feet. What are you doing?
Ruben looked up, his hand crammed in the box digging around. He gave Al an innocent look. Who me?
Yeah, you. Al took Ruben by the shoulders and hurried him away from sight before any of the employees tackled Ruben. Really, what were you doing? Whats in your hand?
Ruben held up a handful of cereal prize tokens.
Al shook his head. You cant go cutting out those things every time youre in a store! You have to buy them!
But that means Ill have to eat them and I dont like cereal! Ruben exclaimed.
Well thats the way it works. I swear Ruben, youre obsessed with those kiddie prizes!
Oh and youre not obsessed with anything? Ruben asked.
Of course not. Al crossed his arms. Dont be ridiculous.
Then how do you explain that? Ruben pointed with annoyance at Als shopping cart which was over flowing with Hawaiian shirts.
Those are bare necessities! Al exploded. I need those!
And these? Ruben held up a pair of vans. Necessities?
Oi, youre catching on! Al neatly set the pair back into the cart.
Hey, dont go spending all our tour money! Al and Ruben turned around to find Jim and Bermuda heading down the aisle, both of them holding costumes.
Good grief, how many shirts do you have in there? Bermuda exclaimed, picking up several by the hanger.
Watch it, dont wrinkle them! Al winced. How did you find us?
Oh, we just followed some bread crumbs...quiet literally. Jim answered. You find some tokens?Ruben ran to Jims side and proudly displayed his collection like a little boy. Very nice, Im impressed.
You taught him that habit? Al asked.
Course I did. Showed him how to open up the boxes and cut the tokens... Jims voice trailed off as he noticed the pile of cereal. Remind me to show you how to keep your job clean. You see -
Jim dont. Just, Bermuda shook his head. Dont.
Ill show you on the bus. Jim mouthed once Bermudas head was turned.
Anyway, Bermuda said, continuing his conversation with Al. We got our costumes for the party tonight. Check it out, he held out his outfit. Ill be a ninja.
And Ill be Batman. Jims grin disappeared. Without the tights of course.
Thank goodness. Al muttered. I lost my bet with Suzanne so shell be choosing my costume.
Jim and Bermuda exchanged looks. Oh... Bermuda laughed. Im going to enjoy this!
You bring the camera! Jim said.
Better than that! Ill video tape it! Bermuda gave Jim a high five.
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I recall a pic where Al was Spam and Suzanne was a can of Campbells soup - they were so cute togetherOrthography Enthusiast @ December 02, 2008 11:17 pm wrote: I shudder to think what Suzanne will put poor Al into by way of costume.
Was it Al or Suzanne who dressed up as a can of Spam IRL? I know they were both packaged food items...
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