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Title: Consentration can be a very dangerous thing
Author: Jessica Brady
Rating: pg for insanity
Archives: ask me
NOTE: this was done at 1:00. Do not yell at me for how reditulous it is. If
you're wondering about the waffle iron read "Jonny's Forbidden Love" when
you're done.
 
 

There is stood. Taunting him. Starting him in the face. Well, he wasn't going
to let it get the best of him!

"Jonny... that is a twig. It is not taunting you and it doesn't care if it
gets the best of you." Jonny looked over at Jessie and, as usual, felt a lump
of something in his throat... very close to love but closer in fact to
revulsion.

"Hey, Jess-- how did you know what I was thinking?!" She glared at him.

"Well, Jonny, in case you didn't remember, today is the summer soltace, and
that's the day out of the year I get to read your thoughts nah nah nah nah nah
nah. And by the way, tow head boy, I do not like the fact that you feel
revultion towards me. It wasn't my fault that your dad took away your waffle
iron. What is it with you and innatimate objects?"

"I can just relate with them better. Anyway, you just wait until Halloween
when I can read your mind." There, that would get her. Back to his ever-
vigilant twig-watching.

"Ha ha. Just FYI twig child, Dr. Quest is looking into a home for you. So I
wouldn't set any long term projects."

"I'm not... except for that play in August but that's optible--- hey! IF
you're implying that I'm unstable then I'm not." The boy stood up and towered
over Jessie. *That's odd... I wonder why he's suddenly grown a foot... oh dear
Lord prevail...*

"Jonny, you take my platforms off. Those are way too small for you."

"But Dad won't let me buy my own platforms!" None that would go with these
pants, anyway. He looked at his green flairs he had ordered from the Sears
catalogue. They looked great with Jessie's plastic platforms, and it all
blended supurbely with Hadji's white silk shirt. He crouched down and looked
at the twig again. Jessie gave up.

"Hey, Hadj. How's life on the homefront?" She tried to ignore the fact that he
was wearing a very tight shirt.

"Not too well, my friend. Most of my shirts have been missing, and Jonny has
been watching that twig all this afternoon. It is often said, he who spends
his time watching twigs loses all chance at--"

"Yea whatever. No more sayings right now. I've got to think."

Hadji looked at Jessie with a feeling of longing. She hadn't even noticed the
little tokens of love he had been putting in her lunch bag every day. Of
only... if only.

Jessie had to think of a way to get Jonny to A) stop falling in love with
inanimate objects or B) to leave her shoes alone. She wished for a tuna-
mushroom-pickle sandwich, but the only person who made that was her friend
Sandy at school. Every day they traded lunches. She needed to consentrate. To
consentrate concentrate consentrate consentrate consentrate consentrate
consentrate consentrate *POOF!*

There is stood. Taunting her. Starting her in the face. Well, she wasn't going
to let it get the best of her! Jessie Bannon would tackle that catirpilliar no
matter what it took.

Hadji cried as he saw his love turn to a pile of moosh. He put his arms around
her, but she didn't even seem to notice. He had to find a way to make her, and
Jonny if need be, snap out of this. He had to consentrate consentrate
consentrate consentrate consentrate consentrate consentrate consentrate
consentrate consentrate. *POOF!*

There is stood. Taunting him. Starting him in the face. Well, he wasn't going
to let it get the best of him! He was up for a long fight, but the blade of
grass COULD BE BEATEN! Jonny strolled his way over to his friends, and
together they tried to make their misterious enemies bend to their will.

Dr. Quest and Race looked at their three mindless children, with tears in
their eyes. They had to find a cure, even if none of the medical rescearchers
could! All they had to do was consentrate.

Jonny: Well, that was horrible
Me: You mean, you don't stare at twigs for hours at a time?
Jonny: That...uh... is a hobby. It means nothing. I am not a mindless piece of
mush, I tell you!
Me: then why do you stare at twigs?
Jonny: Um... well... sometimes Quest world goes out and it rains and--
Me: You have nothing to occupy yourself with?
Hadji: (breaking in) could you please stop making me wear these tight shirts?
Jessie: Nonono! I mean--- uh Hadj I accidentally dyed all your other shirts
bright pink

Jessica Brady OR
Jessie the Red-Headed