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 Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:19 pm
"Don't crush me fatty!" Wallace's fingers began to tickle Hartley's sides as he squirmed beneath him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:20 pm
"Hrrrmmmmm...."
Hartley rolled back and squidged away from the tickles, trying hard to hold onto his sleepy feeling.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:23 pm
"I'm wide awake, and you will be too."
Wallace continued his tickle onslaught, latching onto Hartley's back like a wee beastie.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:24 pm
"Nhga. Nhga. Nhga, stop!"
Hartley rolled over and flopped onto the floor wrapped in covers.
"Okay, okay, I'm awake. Interrogate away..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:27 pm
Wallace wriggled over to the edge of the bed, peering down at Hartley. "So..what was up with you and that Greek guy?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:31 pm
*Chris wandered into the mall. It was nuts! Women were in fistfights, children were gnawing on potted plants, and men wept on benches. This was insanity! Noooo....THIS WAS....
Yea, too cliche. Chris made his way to Gamestop. Maybe they had something on sale he could buy Cassie for Christmas. The store was mobbed. A five year old punched him in the jewels. Chris decided that he hated Black Friday.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:34 pm
Hartley let out a sigh and let his head clunk against the floor.
"So, okay. Ever since I've BEEN in this school, Achilles has been hitting on me. I haven't reciprocated - I'm not interested in dating roid rage. Some uh...things...happened..."
Like him and the Rogue Boys helping bring the whole Homecoming Dance into Hades....
"Anyway, for God knows what reason the teachers are constantly kissing Achilles' a**. And they bring his boyfriend back from ancient Greece. Patrocles is actually a pretty nice guy. He's not a hulking pro wrestling reject like Achilles. And I get to know him - briefly, right. As a friend."
Hartley untangles himself from the sheets.
"Ares wants to get under Cassies skin so he grabs me and brings me to Mars. And there's....I don't want to talk about that. But Cassie and company came to rescue me, and Patrocles died. Saving my a**."
"And that's sort of why I was mandated to have weekly sessions with Dr. Quinzel."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:38 pm
"Oh. I wish I had known. I would have thanked him for saving you. Obviously he knew you'd have to stick around to put the school manslut back on the straight and narrow." Wallace slipped off the bed, laying down beside Hartley.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:41 pm
*snrk*
"You said straight and narrow."
He lay on the floor next to Wallace, just letting the thoughts in his head talk to him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:44 pm
Cassie made her way though the crowds to get perfume sets for all the cheerleaders.She then made her way to the lingerie where she got in a fight with an elderly lady over pannies. Poor old lady didn't stand a chance.
I know it's wrong.. but no one gets between me and my pannies.
Cassie brought a gold necklace saying Best Friends for Dani. Bath robes for Donna and Diana. A swiss army knife for Roy.... and something she hoped Chris would like. But still when it came to Billy, Hartley, Achilles, Teddy, and Wallace she was at a loss.. She needed Chris to help her. She texted him.
Where are u?
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:46 pm
"Narrow like your bony butt...and straight like..." Wallace drifted off, he couldn't think of anything straight about them. "My hair?" That was the closest he could get. "You. Are. Absolutely. Fantastic." With each word he kissed the back of his neck.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 6:55 pm
*Chris was curled up in a corner of Gamestop as two small children beat him with Nerf bats. WHY WERE THEY BEATING HIM WITH NERF BATS? AND WHERE DID THEY GET THEM IN GAMESTOP? AND WHY WAS HE LETTING THIS HAPPEN?
An employee sauntered over and looked at the scene.*
Dude. You gonna buy anything? If not then you need to go.
*Why was he ignoring the psychotic kids? This whole shopping thing was nuts!*
Uh...*SMACK*...I need to...*SMACK*...buy a game...*SMACK*...a game for...*SMACK...my girlfriend. *SMACKSMACKSMACK*
Dude. You'll need like...a Barbie game or something.
NO!
*Chris got up and snatched the bats from the kids. They both started crying.*
She plays stuff like Street Fighter 4.
Dude. Lies. Chicks don't play stuff like that.
Oh just leave me alone!
*Chris's phone beeped. Where are u? Chris texted back.*
Buying u a gift 4 u 4 Xmas
*Suddenly two parents charged him and started screaming at him for stealing their kids' Nerf bats.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 7:41 pm
Theo Altman In respect to Chris, and since he knew Billy had grabby hands, Teddy had slept on the floor Thanksgiving night, taking a pillow and a couple blankets. Billy could have the bed. Unfortunately, his kindness was rewarded with a stiff neck and a pain that radiated through his shoulders. Many people had wanted to go shopping the following day, but Teddy had opted out. He hated the crowds and the crazy shoppers. In his opinion, it was far safer to stay in.
Billy rushed up to Teddy's side in hiding.
"I wanna go Black Friday shopping and I'm going to need a big, strong ... and might I add, handsome, man to protect me from the crowds!"
He grabs Teddy and in a flash of blue light they vanish...
...
And reappear in the middle of a huge crowd at the mall in a shopping frenzy!
"Now THIS is what I'm talking about!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 7:43 pm
"Oh God...come on Billy. I hate shopping, especially in a crowd. Couldn't we have had a nice day in? Spent time together? You know I need to talk to you still." Teddy sighed, scowling at well - everyone. Even Billy. Possibly Billy the most.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 7:45 pm
"Well...."
[iHe sllllllowly slides up to Teddy's side and snuggles.
"I *was* going to buy you a prezzie, but if you want to leave...."
Puppy dog look....
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