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 Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:06 pm
Although Adrian's little excursion outside the shop was definitely amusing, May managed to kick him out sooner than he expected, and since his search for his ditch was obviously going to end in favor, Adrian decided to just go back 'home', where the fat cow and other assorted undesirables were waiting for him.
He really missed his ditch.
Amryx was lounging at the counter, seemingly content to be back where she was belonged, and she was quick to notice the bruise on Adrian's face. Her eyes narrowed as she quickly deduced what happened: Adrian said something stupid and someone must have finally hit him for it.
Still, she had to feel a little bad for Adrian. That was just his negative outlook on life, so even though it probably was his fault that he got beaten up, she couldn't help but try to mother him a little. Try to cheer him up, however impossible that task would be.
"Adrian, are you alright?" Amryx frowned, leaning over as Adrian stopped in front of her counter to inspect the bruise. "I can get you some ice for that, even though you probably deserved it."
The young Scent just made a face. Ugh, motherly affection. Something he could definitely do without, especially since he came back in a particularly good move.
"I don't like ice," Adrian whined, moving away and slipping into the back of the shop. "It's cold and wet and ... icy."
As Adrian moved to the back of the shop, he could hear Amryx give an exasperated sigh, probably wondering why she was cursed with an ungrateful brat who couldn't even accept medical help from his own mother. Seeing Amryx hunched forward in a foul mood brought some glee to Adrian, who settled into his favorite corner and took out his book of emo poetry, scribbling in his daily verse.
'My beloved ditch
She eludes me once again
I'm sick of haiku'
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:13 pm
"Why do you always have to act like a sad sack? It turns people off from you...", a voice muttered. Ment had emerged from the back of the shop, carrying a sugary treat with him that was less harmful to his hair than gum was, but tasted as equally sweet...He had a lolipop.
Ment skittered close to Adrian's corner and tried to get a good look at what the weirdo was writing. "Why must you waste paper with horrible poems like that?" His question was an innocent one, stated in an innocent manner, with an innocent face to occompany it...Just the sort of thing Adrian loathed...
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:21 pm
Adrian was about to plunge into the abyss of emoness and come back with an epiphany of how All Is Meaningless, but before he could escape into his emo fantasy land of death and doom, Ment had to interrupt him.
Ment.
Adrian shot the overly happy and innocent and color coordinated Scent a glare. Just because he lived with Ment didn't mean he had to like Ment. Not that he would have anyway. Actually, Adrian loathed Ment with every fiber of his being.
"Why do you always need to interrupt me when I'm in my corner?" Adrian whined, sulking and pouting and generally looking more miserable in an attempt to shake Ment off. "Maybe I don't want people to be around me. Especially you."
He shot Ment another glare. Augh. Colors. Why did he have to wear so many bright colors? It was all so... colorful and bright.
"I write poetry the same reason why you wear those tacky clothes. Because I can!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:32 pm
"Technically it's 'Livia's corner. She owns this place." Ment retorted, licking his lollipop as if it was the last sugary treat on earth.
He raised an eyebrow in at Adrian's comments towards his wardrobe and stick the lollipop in his mouth promptly. Sticking a hand on his hip, Ment shifted in a way that only true ghetto a** girls could, raising a finger up to Adrian as if to corner him even farther into said corner than he already was.
"Oh yeah? Well at least I don't massacre poetry and look like gutter trash," Ment blurted, giving off not one, not two, but THREE snaps in a very girly fashion.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:46 pm
Adrian scowled. He hated it when Ment had a point. Stupid Amryx and her not-owningness of anything in this building.
But that wasn't as bad as the next comment Ment made. What did he say? What did he just say? Adrian couldn't let Ment get away with that! Besides, Ment had brought it! It had been BRUNG!
Drawing himself to his full height, Adrian loomed over Ment (or tried to), glaring into the very boy's soul.
"Gutter trash? Gutter trash?! You insult my poetry! You threaten my corner with sugary treats and bright colors!" Adrian swung his pen forward like a sword, holding the tip under Ment's chin.
"Gutter trash. I think you'll find plenty of those down there!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:51 pm
"What are you talking about you idiot? You speak madness!" Ment shrieked, pointing his equally threatening sugary lollipop in Adrian's direction.
The whole setting seemed epic...Epic in a way no one could ever understand. They were not there! They did not know the why's and how's, or who's and they did not see what was taking place! The epic struggle between nice and naughty, cool and lame, badass and Adrian.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 11:10 pm
Augh! His one weakness! Adrian winced as the sugary (and spit covered) treat was shoved in his general direction, but he stayed strong and glared at Ment once more. Nay, he would not be defeated by a lollipop! He had some emo pride in him, after all. He had to make a stand, for all the depressed wankers in the world!
Indeed, the struggle was epic.
"Madness?" Adrian questioned, and he lowered his pen, taking in a deep breath.
"THIS. IS. EMO!!!!"
And then Adrian promptly ran off to the front of the shop, tears flowing and his voice letting out a high pitched wail of despair as he ran towards Amryx, arms outstretched.
"AMMMRRYYYYX!" Adrian "cried", tugging on his mother's sleeve. "MENT DOESN'T UNDERSTAND ME AND HE CALLED US GUTTER TRASH AND HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THE DEPTHS OF MY POETRY!"
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Needless to say, Amryx didn't know what the hell was going on. One minute, Adrian was being his usual emo self, and the next, he was being his usual emo self... with more whining.
Something had to be up. But Amryx's eyes flashed. Called... us gutter trash? Us?! Did Ment mean that Amryx was no good trash on the street too?!
"Ment? Do you really think Adrian and I are gutter trash?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 11:14 pm
"No, just Adrian....he lived in a gutter and ate trash for three months didn't he?....So isn't it technically correct?" Ment muttered, shoving the lollipop back into his mouth.
Ment was ever so truthful, he wouldn't call Adrian gutter trash if he really wasn't it....Which he was. He ate trash in lived in a gutter....Oh, Excuse me....Ditch.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 5:37 pm
Amryx nodded.
Ment did have a very good point. She was terrified at first when she heard that Adrian was living in a ditch instead of living in the shop like they agreed to, but she quickly realized that this was just one of Adrian's more annoying quirks.
She turned to Adrian and shrugged, obviously placated by Ment's clarifications on who was gutter trash.
"I see no problem here. Now go away before you scare the customers with your sulking."
At Amryx's response, Adrian sulked. Damnable woman! He muttered something under his breath that sounded like 'May you gain ten pounds and may your thighs jiggle when you walk', but Amryx obviously didn't hear as she was busy attending to a random customer.
So instead, he just turned his sulking self over to Ment, who was still looking too bright and colorful and happy for his own good.
"I'm not gutter trash. For your information, I lived in a ditch, and I didn't eat trash, it was leftovers!" Adrian scowled as he started to go back to his corner-that-was-technically-Olivia's.
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