Re: The Chain Fic of Doom
The door snapped open and revealed a chubby woman in a silky nightgown. Her curly red hair bounced when she titled her head in confusion. She then screamed.
"You're not Petunia!" the woman exclaimed while pointing at Dave.
"Who are you?" the man asked.
Also known as Bay =D
Best New Writer-2007 Silver Pencil Awards
Most Dedicated Writer-2008 Silver Pencil Awards
Rid of the Scarlet Letter (One Shot)//Two Cities (Poem)//Forever Young (one shot)//Hounds of Goldenrod (one shot)
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Chapter Eighteen up (12/8/08)
Re: The Chain Fic of Doom
"I'm....I'm...."
Come on man, Dave said to himself. You went to Theatre Camp. IMPROVISE!
"I'm sorry, but the person you are looking for is unavailable," Dave droned, in his best robot voice. "Please leave a message after the beep."
Pausing, Dave saw the large woman reach for a lamp. He ran into the bathroom, jamming the lock tight as obscenities filled the air. and a high shatter told him shards of lamp now lay on the other side of the door.
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*Chapter 37 up*
Posted September 22nd, 2013
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