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 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 2:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 11:14 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 11:18 am
Ike and Liam Jeanemon Erishi loved snow. It was so white and pure, and pretty! Perhaps she was hoping it would rub off on her, or perhaps she hadn't thought before leaving her room, because she wasn't dressed for the weather. She wore a tank top and a poofy skirt and had forgone shoes and socks entirely. "Urk." Shamilade muttered. Erishi had made sure the little chamelion girl was wrapped very warmly. She rested in a baby swing, looking rather disgruntled. Erishi hopped over and gave her a push. "Come on! It's nice out! Be happy!" She crowed, dancing a bit. Rabid Ice Weasel Liam suddenly came bursting through the doors of the HQ and into the snow outside, making strange airplane noises and running zig-zag with Ike beneath his arm.
Ike giggled happily, his arms and legs stretched out like he'd seen Superman do that one time. He closed his eyes agains the cold, and was trusting Liam to not run them into a wall. It wasn't really that he disliked the cold at all, being shoeless and all, but it stung his unnaturally-large eyes.
"Woah! Goin' down!" Liam laughed upon seeing the brightly-haired couple by the swings. He let Ike down slowly and waved.
"Allo, luv!"
Ike stood, hunched over slightly as he continued laughing. He took a deep enough breath to stand up straight after a while and he waved to the green girl and the shoeless lady.
Jeanemon Erishi blinked at the fluffy pair. She beamed and reached up to poke Liam's hair. "You and your kitty are very fluffy." Was her comment. "I approve." Shammi started to chew on the scarf that was wrapped over her mouth. She peered at Ike, blinking at how light he was. Like snow! She squaked as Erishi mimicked Liam's airplane noises and plopped Shammi beside Ike. "Make friends, kitten!" She instructed. Rabid Ice Weasel "Uh, thanks," Liam laughed slightly. His hair was, in truth, quite irritating, "I love your hair." It was always nice to have females reacting positively to him. it wasn't something that happened very often.
"Ike not a kitty," Ike said, trying to mantain a happy disposition, "Ike a Mishaplike green girl."
He then turned to the other Mishap and smiled, "I Ike. Whasser name?" He figured that she wouldn't be able to answer, seeing as to how she was quite obviously a baby, but it was always nice to ask.
Jeanemon Erishi gave her hair several hard yanks, drawing each different color in front of her eyes. "Hmm. It needs to be different again soon. I should go neon green. That would be pretty! You'd look nice with pink hair." She reached up to fluff it again. "Flurfy!" "Of course you're a kitty, kitty. Kitties have tails, you have a tail. Kitties are fluffy, you are fluffy!" Erishi beamed down at Ike. "And she is a Shammi-kitty." "Blurp." Shammi said, looking at Ike with one eye and keeping the other safely on her mother. Rabid Ice Weasel Ike rolled his eyes. As long as he could be a talking kitty.
"Hiya, Shammi. Iss cold, yes?"
"'At's too bright fuh me," Liam said and gave a short laugh, "but you might look good with green." Whether he was being ignorant or it had been well-hidden, Liam noticed the girl's cybernetic fingers.
"'Ey! Look!" he pulled his shirt open without thinking and flipped the protective plastic panel open, revealing a lighted metallic control panel, "We're a lot alike, you an' me...uh...what is yer name?"
Jeanemon Shammi blinked at the furry white boy. After considering the question for a few moments, She replied. "Ess. Coo." She jumped at the squeal Erishi let out at the sight of Liam's control panel. "Ooh!" She leaned in to get a closer look. "How hot is that?" Shooting him a wicked smile, she said the first thing that came to her mind: "Now, I'm Erishi, and which part turns you on?" Shammi snorted and rolled her eyes as if apologising to Ike. Rabid Ice Weasel "Yuh, it's..." Ike's pupils shrank and his ear folded back in fear. Mummys warned him about Liam and that he was a perv...whatever that was. He could hazard a guess.
"Hot?!" Liam's eyes grew wide, but he continued holding his shirt up, "Err...I missed that upgrade, luv. I'm still...mildly biological. Name's Liam, by the way." This could go one of two ways very, very quickly, and Rabid would beat him brutally for one.
Ike sighed with relief. Good. He figured Liam would be kinda like his toy robot. When you turned his robot on, it got all beepy and possessed-looking. That wasn't fun.
Jeanemon Shammi looked towards the two adults, eye focusing on each one. This was going to get weird right quick. She situated her legs and arms under herself and gave Ike a tug on the arm with her tail. "Iiie? Gwo?" She asked, wondering if he would like to go escape with her. "No, it's cool!" Erishi insisted, reaching out to poke him. "I wish I had something that cool and shiny on me! I just got my hand and some of my bones made out of metal, and I had to chop off my old hand to get this shiny new one. The old one was broken, though. Mr. Drunk man got mad at me one night in a bar and shot of my three middle fingers off, and the new metal ones were allways malfunctioning." Erishi beamed at him. "How did you get your super sexy shiny thingy?" Rabid Ice Weasel Ike looked down at the baby, who was far more literate than he remembered being, and picked her up before bringing them both over beneath the playground where there wasn't so much snow.
"Ike not ki'nap you, just so yanno."
"Careful!" Liam said and took a step backward, nervously eyeing the buttons Erishi could poke to make him do...weird things, "I was in the army...err...rebellion against th' Vavvian army. Wanted us to be efficient killers, they did." He reached into mid-air and grabbed something before spinning his arm and making a strange, black, hyper-technical rifle appear.
"Was a sniper. Assassin. Not loaded," and, boy, how he thanked himself for remembering to remove the ammo...
Jeanemon "Ta-ankoo, Iie." Shammi said, reaching out to pat him. "Skarwee ayee an'gwy." She scooped some snow towards herself and tried to pat it into a rough sphere. "Oooh. You're a super sexy battle cyborg, then?" She asked, still inspecting the pannel. "I used to work with an assassin. I transported her and blew stuff up with a tank and fun stuff like that. Then I got kicked out for friendly fire. A lot of friendly fire." Rabid Ice Weasel "Mmhm," Ike agreed, only catching 90% of what the baby said. He grabbed a couple of handfulls of snow himself and rolled them into a ball, beginning to construct a miniature snowman.
"If ye wanna get technical, yes," Liam said, mildly creeped out...although more for the fact that Erishi didn't scare him, "I never got caught. Never shot one of my own, either. Had t' sacrifice a few innocents, though. Wonder where they are now..."
Jeanemon Shammi gave the boy a good natured smile. It was nice to be around someone who wasn't crazy or poking her with spoons. She tried to immitate his style in rolling snow, but ended up squishing her ball. "Boken." "Oooh. I got caught cause I liked pretty explosions. Pretty, big explosions." She stopped staring at his chest and reached up to pat his face. "Well, if they got in your way then they weren't so innocent. But I bet they're probably where you hid them. That where all my bodies are now. I don't think they can get up and move." Rabid Ice Weasel Ike smiled back and grabbed up the bits of snow that had fallen from the girl's hand and rolled it into a slightly smaller ball.
"Ike 'n Shammi make a 'noman, kay? Make a little ball to make his head."
Liam's face reddened, "I didn't kill 'em...I...nevermind. Yanno, luv, some people can make dead bodies move...like me, for instance. Aheh." His accent had actually deepend, as if that were at all possible. He glanced quickly around for the kids, just in case.
Jeanemon "Otay." Shammi smiled at Ike, trying her hardest to roll the ball and not squish it. It came out kinda lopsided, but it was a ball. She beamed and held it out. "Hed?" "Oh. You're just a whole lot of special, aren't you?" She beamed at him, then tilted her head to one side as if considering. Still smiling, she reached down and scooped up a handfull of snow and, as fast as Erishily possible, she grabbed the waistband of his pants and attempted to shove the snow down them. "Tee hee!" Rabid Ice Weasel "Yuh. Head," Ike smiled sweetly and took the small ball, carefully placing it atop the snowman and molding it to fit, "Now we needa find sum'thin' for the ey--"
"BLOODY HELL!"
"Thassa bad word. Shammi never say bad words, kay?"
Liam leaped backward a bit too late, recieving a pantsfull of snow. His mind whirred through possible escapes while his lower abdomen froze, and finally came upon one that made the most sense to him.
He spun around quickly and removed his pants before buttoning his uniform up all the way to his neck. He turns back around, pants in hand and looking like some kind of freezing flasher.
"You're a thousand kinds of weird," he said, and couldn't help but laugh. He considered chucking snowballs at Erishi, but that wouldn't be at all kind.
My, how Rabid had trained him.
Jeanemon Erishi giggled, beaming. "Tee hee! I got you out of your pants!" She looked rather pleased with herself. Still beaming, she danced on one foot and then the other. "Awww, but you're acting like you don't like me. That makes me want to start hurling snowballs 'till you're nakey. That'd be funny!" She didn't make a move to, but it was the first thing that came to her mind. Shammi had blinked at the loud cry from Liam, but was getting rather used to loud vocal explosions. She groped around on the ground untill she found a pebble and smooshed it into the snowman's head. She sighed, pleased with herself. Rabid Ice Weasel "It's not that I don't like you," Liam said and pulled his uniform tighter around him, "It's that it's bloody cold and this thing lets up quite a draft." He kicked a leg beneath the long coat to make his point. Erishi was really beginning to confuse him.
"Good," Ike said and found another pebble, aligning it as closely as possible to Shammi's. He then took 2 small sticks and shoved them into the snowman's torso.
"See? Shammi do good job!"
Jeanemon "Cold?" Apparently for the first time, Erishi realized that it was cold out. Frowning, she looked down at her blue tinged toes. "Oh. I guess shoving snow down your pants was terribly rude of me." She tilted her head to one side, frowning. "You could shove snow down my shirt, and then we'd be even!" The tri-colored haired girl beamed at this soloution. "Goo!" Shammi beamed, clamping her hands. She reached out to touch the small snowman. Unfortunatly, as the girl was more than a bit rolly polly, she slipped over and sent the little snowman sprawling backwards. Eyes blinking and looking in all directions, her lip started to tremble. "Iiiiee!" She wailed in apology as she started to bawl. She had destroyed Ike's cute snowman! Rabid Ice Weasel "Yeah. It's bloody cold," Liam peered down at Erishi's feet, seeing the blue and frowning, "I'm not that mean, luv..."
"...yes I am."
Liam picked up a handful of snow and carefully aimed for Erishi's shirt. The idea that she may or may not remove clothing didn't hit him until it was far too late.
Ike's ears immediately folded back and he made a barely-audible sound in protest to the noise.
"Dun' cry, Shammy," Ike quickly gathered the remnants of the snowman up and shoved it back together before grabbing it in his hands and holding it out to Shammi.
"See? Ike fix't," he smiled.
Jeanemon Smoosh! Erishi looked down at the snow that trickled down her shirt front. While she could ignore the cold on her feet, a snowball between the breasts will unnerve just about anyone. "Wark!" She cried, tuggig the tank top off with one hand and shaking it and shook the front of her bra out with the other. "Oy! Now I see why you went sans-pants! That's bloody effing cold!" She pranced from one foot to the other, still shaking her bra out. Sniffling slightly, Shammi blinked and looked at the snowman. Slowly, she smiled again. "Iiie goo." She said, patting him. Both eyes moved to focus on his face and apparently, for the first time, she noticed his teeth. "Shiiey." She said, pointing to them. Rabid Ice Weasel Oy? Bloody? SHIRT?!
Liam sniffled nonchalantly and tried to peel his eyes away. Eh...what was the use?!
"I told ye. Yanno, metal conducts 'eat...er cold. Maybe we should be gettin' inside?" he said, trying quite hard to not stare directly into Erishi's chestal section.
"Thank'oo," Ike said, and then placed the snowman down, "Whuh? Ike's teef?" He scratched a bleach-white fang with his nail and brushed against one the the many scars on his gums.
"Sharp, too. Shammi shouldn't touch."
Jeanemon She dabbed at a few spots of wet with the tank top before lookng up at Liam. "Yes, lets!" She said cheerily. "Water would probably short you out, so no shower. We should stick to a couch in front of a fire with some blankets or something." The bright haired girl paused and looked around. "Didn't I come here with a baby?" "Pe'ee." Shammi said, leaning in and fingering her own gums. "No teefs." She looked somewhat depressed at that thought. Teeth were pretty. Rabid Ice Weasel "I...I meant alone," Liam paused, but then realized just about how bad that could sound, "I mean...to our respective rooms! You to yours and me to mine. My friend'll be wanting her son back." He gave a nervous laugh, realizing that he was rambling. He used one arm to scratch the back of his neck and the other to point to the children.
"Nope. Shammi dun't got teefs," Ike said, "but Shammi c'n co-own Ike's teefs, kay?" It was a simple gesture, but it meant a lot to him...
Jeanemon Erishi blinked. "Oh. So hot chocolate and a war movie some other time, then. I was going to let you use my shower to heat yourself up quick, but I bet you'd short circut. Jenny even put a thing on the fireplace so it won't burn anything. You'll have to bring your cute kitten over sometime to play with Shammi." Beaming, she patted him on the cheek with her metallic hand before moving over to see Shammi. "Naa Iiee." Shammi smiled, reaching over to pat Ike on the cheek much like Erishi would have. She looked up at the woman looming over her, one eye still focused on Ike. "Hi, Shammers! Did you make a furry new friend?" She asked, apparently unaware that her tank top still hung from her hand. Rabid Ice Weasel Liam sighed with relief and and gave a quick laugh. He'd have to stop taking her so much to heart, he would.
"C'mon Malachi, ol' buddy ol' pal...time ter go!"
Ike, not quite sure what was going on, peered up at Erishi with his ears folded as far back as they'd stretch.
"Bye, Shammi! C'ming, Leem!" Ike gave a wide grin and a wave to Shammi before scampering over to Liam.
Mummy was going to love this...
Jeanemon Erishi blew them both a kiss. "Bai-Bai, my fluffy dah-lings!" She called, making Shammi wave at them. Shammi smiled. "Baaai, Iiie!" "Now, inside! My boobs are cold." With that, she padded back towards the main buildings.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 11:52 am
Phone call to Erishi "Adrian, quit it!" Suiki giggled, swatting his hand away. Adrian grinned and retreated to his breakfast. Still giggling, Suiki dialed the number for Erishi's house and waited. It was good to check up on her every few days or so. The phone rang two or three times before a breathless ''Hello?" came from the other end. "Hey, Rish! How are you?" "Busy. Making new friends." Erishi replied. There was a slight wailing on her end of the phone. "Please tell me you don't have someone tied up again." Suiki said, closing her eyes and knocking her head against the wall. Why did she even bother? "Oh, no. That's Shammi. She's just grouchy. Aren't you, Shammers? Yes, yes you are! You're a grouchy kitten!" Suiki fell silent. "Sue? You there?" "Erishi, you said 'Kitten', right?" "Yes. Yes I did." "Erishi?" "Yes, Sue?" "Who would trust you with a kitten?" "The nice lady and the man with the long long neck." "I'm coming over. Now." "Awww, that'd be great! I haven't seen you in forever! We can roast marshmellows, and I can get Adrian drunk again and sleep with him!" Erishi clapped. Glaring at Adrian, who looked lost, Suiki hung up the phone. "Going to Erishi's to save the life of an infant. Be back soon." Adrian blinked and waved.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 3:09 pm
Baby don't need to be saved
>BAM!<
"Erin Mae Shea!" A voice from outside the door howled. Erishi blinked and tapped her right temple.
"I think she's mad at me." The girl whispered to Shammi. Shammi spit bubbles in Erishi's face before the girl climbed to her feet and walked over to open the door.
Takai Suiki did not look well at all. She had been driving for days to find Erishi, and the girl had moved three times without telling Suiki. She wasn't in a good mood at all.
"Baby. Where?" Suiki growled, eye twtiching slightly. Erishi, beaming, pointed to Shammi, who was busy playing with a pair of oversized sunglasses.
"Her name is Shamilade!" Erishi cooed, clasping her hands by her face.
Silence.
"That baby is green." Suiki finally said, looking at the purple haired child. Both of Shammi's eyes moved up to look at Suiki and she gave her an empty mouthed smile.
"She's made from chamelion skin and a magic spell." Erishi chirped. Suiki gingerly picked up the girl to inspect her. Shammi's skin gave off the scent of baby powder and lotion. Her hair was clean and her clothing was immaculate, if a tad bright. Still holding the baby, Suiki made her way through Erishi's room. Anything that seemed to be dangerous had large spider stickers covering the object. As Erishi was terrified by spiders, the stickers were enough to deter her.
"You've even done your laundry." Suiki said, faintly. Erishi beamed and scooped Shammi away. While Erishi was neglecting herself again, for Suiki could see blackened flesh on her feet, it was easy to see she was taking good care of the infant.
"Shammi likes lavender fabric softner." She smooched the girl between the horns. Eyes shimmering, she explained: "She loves me allready. I don't need to be shinier or prettier or anything."
The two parted after a while, Suiki feeling a bit more secure now. Erishi beamed and waved goodbye before going in to take care of Shammi.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2005 6:02 pm
Dial one- "This," Erishi held up the phone in front of Shammi's eyes, "is a Telephone. Say Telephone." "Elofono." "Good. Now, do you know what a telephone is for?" "Pllllt?" "Exactly. When Mommy does stupid things, you dial one, and the nice lady sends an ambulance! Now, review! Why do you dial one?" "Sttto." "Yes. Stupid things. And what happens?" "Beeeeeeep!" "Yes! Ambulance! Now, practice!" Erishi handed the phone to Shammi and moved over to the drapes. "I am going to climb up the drapes, and you dial one, okay?" "Kaeeeee." Erishi started to climb the drapes. "Okay, Shammi, Di- Oh, s**t! Eeeee!" Now, if there were few things that terrified Erishi. Actual cats and old ladies scared her. But Spiders, now, they terrified her. And what waited for her at the top of the drapes? Well, it wasn't an old lady or a cat. In her hurry to get away from the spider, Erishi launched herself away from the drapes and crashed into the bar, cracking the back of her head open. She stayed that way, eyes locked on the ceiling, for many minutes. Shammi regarded the phone. Carefully, she dragged it closer with her tail and pressed a button. "Hello, Speedy's Pizza!" That was not a woman. Shammi kept pressing buttons. "Red Dragon Chineese food!" That was not a woman. "Hey, this is Rufus! Leave me a message at the beep!" That was not a woman. "This number has been disconnected." That was not a woman. "Hello?" That was not a woman. Shammi started to press more buttons, but Erishi snapped out of her daze. "Oy! Dam! Fell down, bleeding!" "Erishi?" "Nowam!" Shammi tried to explain. "Who's that?" "Dam, world going foggy." "Right. Ambulance on the way." The man hung up. Shammi blinked. "That was four, Shammi. One is at the top." "Pppppt." Shammi, now bored, didn't seem to care. She crawled over to Erishi and prodded the pool of blood her hair was in. Carefully, she held her bloodstained fingers up to her eyes and regarded them before tasting her fingers. She made a face and wiped the remaining blood on Erishi's blue hair.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 6:13 pm
~Dropping the Gifts Off~
Ike snatched Shammi's gift from the bottom of the pile, scampering off in the opposite direction of Mummy and Liam. He placed the small box by the door where even Crazy Lady would notice it along with a small note before following after Mummy again.
The Note Hi Shami Ike mad u a neklace thing it meens frendship i hope u lik it. C u!
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 10:33 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 10:35 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 4:56 pm
Vidalia's got nothing on Mignon Heaving a sigh, the a rather attractive blonde girl ran her fingers through her curling locks. Her lower lip jutted out slightly as she reached into her pocket. A rather large wad of cash rested there, a bribe from her caretaker to visit a rather crazy woman. Shaking her head and straightening her back, the girl reached out and knocked on the door. "Miss Erishi?" She called in. "I'm here!" "Are you a sock ninja?" A woman asked as she opened the door a crack "I'm a Sin'aeis." "See? Sock Ninja." But the door opened. Erishi beamed down at the girl. "Miffy, right?" "Mignon." "Mazie?" "Miggy." "Miggy!" Erishi wrapped an arm around Mignon's shoulders and pulled her close. Mignon carefully extracted herself and dusted off her shoulder, glaring slightly at the woman. "So, why is Miggy here with Erishi?" "Jeane asked me to come." "Jenny?" ". . . Sure. Whatever." Tossing her hair again, Mignon looked around the small room. The only thing of notice was the lizard baby who watched Erishi with one eye and Mignon with the other. "Ha." The baby called, waving her tail at Mignon. Ugh. Babies. As this baby wasn't Gillian, the Onion girl didn't feel any sort of attachment to her. Erishi crossed the room and scooped the girl up into a backpack harness. "Come, Miggy and Shammi! We shall leave now!" Erishi forcibly took Mignon's hand and dragged her from the house, humming. Shammi drooled happily while grabbing a handful of Mignon's hair. Jeane was going to pay for this, Mignon thought with gritted teeth. A half hour later they had reached their destination. While Erishi was cheerful as ever, Mignon was at one of her worst tempers. There was DROOL in her HAIR, and that stupid baby wouldn't shut up! She did understand, somewhat, what Rene must have gone through with all the younger siblings. No wonder why the vertically challanged angel was always so pissy. "Now, Miggy, you hold Shammi and I will go inside and talk for you!" Erishi chirped, dropping the lizard girl into Mignon's arms. Shammi squealed in delight, grabbing two fists full of hair. The older girl's face contorted into a snarl. Even if Shammi seemed to love her lovley hair, no one touched it. Well, maybe Lyrus, or someone cute, but not some drooling, smelly baby. Sitting down on the ground, Mignon extracted her hair from Shammi's hand and leaned down untill they were nose to nose, Shammi's eyes crossing. "Listen, stupid." Mignon snarled, eyes narrowing. Shammi blinked in surprise. "I spent two hours doing my hair today, and you took fifteen minutes to make me look. . . less than perfect." She had about said the 'U' word in her temper. "You keep grabbing and drooling on me, and I might just have to pull a Kilah and send you down a river some time." Oh, god. Kilah. Stupid baby! Mignon's glare intensified at wide-eyed Shammi. The older girl pushed the younger onto the ground and stood, making sure that Shammi didn't move from the spot. Shammi whimpered once or twice, but Mignon didn't move. God. She hoped she hadn't been this annoying as a child. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes passed before Erishi poked her head out. "Pick up my baby and come inside, yellow girl." Mignon ducked under her arm, not touching Shammi. Erishi took the task of scooping up the sniffling girl and returned inside. "Be nice, little onion." Erishi warned, her voice turning serious. The 'little onion' chose not to answer. The building was a weapon shop. A rather grouchy man sat behind the counter, eyeing the little girl. "What?" He asked, voice raspy. Mignon crossed the room confidantly and stared him in the eye. "I want to be able to take care of myself." She said, holding her chin high. "So, I can't just be pretty. I need to be able to fight, too." So I don't hold anyone back...The man grunted and eyed Erishi. She cocked her head to one side and bounced Shammi on her hip. Shammi whimpered and stared at Mignon. "Go on, Erik. She's with me, after all." "What do you want?" He asked, looking grouchy even with Erishi's vote of confidance. "Something shiny. And hard. And pretty. Not sharp, I don't want blood on my clothes." "Archery?" "Not personal enough. And snipers don't have to be pretty." Reaching out her hands, Mignon gripped the air. Erik paused and stood, eying the girl's height before heading into the back room. He emerged a few minutes later holding a plain brown staff with silver balls on either end. He watched, eyes half lidded, as she looked at it. Perfect. It was sleek, graceful, and lovley. Mignon smiled untill her eyes were just slits in her face. "Training begins tomorow. Show up at my place again and we'll teach you how to kick a**. Capice?" "Capice." Mignon beamed at the staff. "It needs to be prettier, though..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 6:08 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 3:42 pm
Stability "Ow, damn it! It's in my eyes!" Howled the adult of the house. Shammi spit out a few spit bubbles and eyed the bathroom door before going back to eating one of her blocks. "s**t! s**t! s**t!" Followed quickly by the sound of water, and a sigh. The chamelion baby shook her head, still gnawing on her block. Apparently the water had fixed the problem, because Erishi strode out of the bathroom, toweling her hair. She beamed at Shammi before heading back into the bathroom. Humming started up, accompanied by the sound of snipping sissors. After a few more curses and more humming, the hair dryer started up. After her hair was dry, she headed out and squatted down. Shammi regarded her hair in surprise. "Haaa?" She asked, eyes wide and focused singularly on Erishi's now solid hair color: purple. She had even trimmed it untill it resembled Shammi's style. Erishi scooped her up into her arms and laughed. "Now we look like family!" She cooed, smiling untill her eyes were slits.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 6:30 pm
Babysitting- Why Erishi should not: "Oy, I can't beleive I'm asking this." Jeane said, rubbing her head. "Erishi, I need someone to come over and watch my midgets." "May I bring my midget?" Erishi asked, twirling the phone cord. "Sure. Go right ahead. I'm sure that'll make Draco less terrified of you." "Draco?" "My kid that you tried to make a pair of shoes out of." "Oh! I remember him! Those would have been nice shoes!" "Whatever, Erishi." --- There was a loud knocking on the front door. Rene, standing on tip toes, opened it. Erishi beamed at her, waving Shammi's arm. "Hello, little metal girl!" Conan and Draco stared at the door in horrified shock. Rene snorted, shook her head, and said: "******** this. I'm going to the ballet recital, if I have to squeeze in the ******** trunk." With a glare at her two larger, petrified, siblings, she headed up the stairs. Erishi blinked her two toned eyes and beamed at the boys. "Your little metal friend isn't very nice!" She confided, holding her own baby and smiling. "Closet?" Draco asked, edging away. "Closet." Conan agreed, and both fled. "Aren't they fast?" Erishi beamed at Bob, who snorted. "You're such a dumbass." "Awwww. You're a sweet talker!" --- After Conan and Draco had been pried from the closet and the other adults left, Erishi beamed at Conan and Draco, who looked more terrified than all the other children. "What... is that?" Draco ventured, pointing at Shammi. She blinked both eyes at him. "This is a Shamilade!" Erishi said, tossing the baby to him. Draco caught her with a squeak. "You watch Shammi! I will fix you dinner!" Draco leaned in closer to Shammi. "Hello?" "Haa." Shammi replied, eyes fixated on his skin. "Oh, you like my color? Like you, but darker!" Draco leaned over to tickle her with his hair. "But my hair's red, not purple like yours. You might be my cousin, 'cause we're both reptilian." There was a loud shout from the kitchen. "Why is the stove on FIRE?!" Silence fell over the living room, before all the children turned to look at Conan. "Aww, s**t." He moaned, looking to Draco. "You're the one with the power over fire. Can't you go in there?" "You're older. You have to go in there." Conan whimpered and went into the kitchen. Draco snorted, looking to Shammi. "How I pity you, little one." He said, shaking his head. "I didn't know that Conans were flamible!" "Oh s**t! Oh s**t!" "I really, really pity you." Draco shook his head again. "Meh." Shammi said, blinking. --- Draco eventually ventured into the kitchen and helped Conan deal with his burns, and there was a call to a pizza place. Food was eventually eaten, and Draco attempted to hide Shamilade in his closet. After all, living underneath of his leather jacket had to be better than living with that crazed b***h. Unfortunatly, Erishi seemed to have a tracker on the babe and took her out. Conan was no worse for wear after his burns had been tended too. He did, however flee to the upstairs closet and locked himself in until Jeane returned.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 2:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 2:24 pm
Bath-time! "Shammi!" "NO!" "Shammi..." "NO! NO! NO!" Shamilade screamed, arms and legs and tail locked around Erishi's neck. "NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Well, at least she had one word down. "Shammi, Shammi, you must take a bath... If not you will stink, and no one likes a stinky baby." "NO!" Shamilade did not approve of water. Expecially not with a mother who was as crazy as Erishi. It was wet, it was sloshy, and it did not feel good when snorted through the nose! Erishi was not discouraged. Even loud noise close to her ears didn't bother her. She reached up and disengaged Shammi's hands, then her feet, and finally the tail. "Nooooooo!" The mishap's voice rose to a howl, little fists striking out. "No, Shammi. Fists are not nice." Erishi held both of Shammi's hands, who retaliated by attacking with her feet. Still not discouraged, Erishi simply held onto all four limbs while supporting Shammi with the other hand. She simply had to cope with being smacked in the face with a tail. Undressing the babe was hard, as Shammi lashed out as soon as her limbs were released. She wiggled and squirmed, trying everything she could think of to get loose. She fought bravely, but soon she was unclothed and on her way to the tub. "NO!" Shammi screeched one final time before Erishi plunked her in the tub. To give the cyborg credit, there was only perhaps two inches of water in the bath tub. Even with that small ammout, it was somewhat like turning on a blender without putting on the lid. Water was everywhere; Erishi was very glad she had though ahead to put a rubber glove over her mechanical hand. Screaming like a banshee, Shamilade lashed out with everything she had, trying to get the water off. Her anger only increased with the arrival of shampoo. When Erishi tried to rinse it out, Shammi screamed like she had never screamed before, crying 'NO!' as loud as she could manage. She cried and wailed, and finally Erishi scooped her from the tub and wrapped her in a violet towel. Hiccuping, Shamilade glared at Erishi. "Nooooo." She hissed, ears pulling back and eyes narrow.
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