Eddie (edminster) wrote,
Eddie
edminster

At last! Something truly creative!



Kay says:
*tumbles in, humming the james bond theme*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*shoots*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Oh, crap! Sorry!

Kay says:
bah!!! *grabs shoulder* >_O

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
You shouldn't do that to me! I'm very twitchy about secret agents...

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*holsters gun*
Uhh... lemme get a towel for that...
*runs towards laundry room*
*yells from the back*
Any colour preference?

Kay says:
*glares at where you were last standing, mumbles under breath* BLACK WOULD BE LOVELY!

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*yells*
WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU!

Kay says:
*screams in pain* I DON'T CARE!!! JUST BRING ME A DAMN TOWEL!!! *twitches*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*exits laundry room, carrying a My Little Pony beach towel*
Sorry, this is the only clean one I could find...

Kay says:
*tries not to laugh cuz it'll cause pain, tries sitting up instead*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Well, I mean, I guess I could go back and search some more. Yeah. I think I'll do that.
*turns to go to the laundry room*

Kay says:
O_O;; ... *grabs your ankle with unhurt arm, trips, drags you back, takes towel and nurses at wound*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Eh? You sure you don't want something different?

Kay says:
will you get me some ice?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
...
Would dry ice count?

Kay says:
uh... just... regular please >_O

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
...
You sure you wouldn't rather have dry ice?

Kay says:
o_o; .... fine, ed.. just... ice...

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Because, you know, I'm out of the ice you make from water...

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
I could run to the store and get some!

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*starts rummaging for wallet*

Kay says:
*sits up* O_o .... *towel drops off* .... no, no it's cool... i'll just die, ed... really, i'm fine *salutes*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
See?! This is why people shouldn't startle me. Here, lemme get something...
*runs to the kitchen*
*Various rummaging noises are heard, and he returns with a full blood-transfusion setup*
What's your blood type?

Kay says:
ah jeeze... idk

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Ooookay, well, uhh... do you know how to work this thing? I picked it up at a flea market for $2.50, and it didn't come with an instruction manual...

Kay says:
wow......

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Did I say flea market? I meant Mad Scientist Meet & Greet.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Dr. Nefario was getting locked up, and he was giving out some real bargains...

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*scratches head*
I mean, I could have gotten the manual for an extra fifty cents, but...

Kay says:
*just....stares*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Well, I spent it on some lemonade.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
And the lemonade wasn't that good, either.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
I was considering complaining, but you really don't do that when the lemonade stand is run by the children of mad scientists.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
It's just not done.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Umm... where was I going with this?
*taps fist against chin, staring off into space*

Kay says:
*slowly gets light headed* ... *faintly* uhh... ed.... could... you.... *raises hand a little* .. possibly.... *eyelids flutter, slumps over*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Get you some lemonade?
Well, I suppose, but I think they're only open on weekends. Hang on, lemme go find out...
*picks up his phone*
You sure you want lemonade?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
I mean, you honestly don't look to be in a condition to enjoy it. In fact, you don't really look to be in a condition one might call healthy. You want me to call a doctor?

Kay says:
*hand twitches*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
I'm sorry, I never learned sign language.

Kay says:
*manages a thumbs up*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Why are you congratulating me on not broadening my horizons? Honestly, that's just the opposite of what you should be doing.

Kay says:
*groans with close to a last breath, turns to thumbs down*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pressure you into changing your opinion. This is America, where free speech and free thought is encouraged. I have no right to interfere with your views, and I'm sorry for forcing my opinions on you.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Can we still be friends?

Kay says:
*chest collapses, arm falls, lies still and silent*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Look here, missy. Just because I say something you find distasteful doesn't mean you should just give me the silent treatment. You have to talk about your feelings, and let me know what I did that offended you. Otherwise, I'll never learn, and we won't have a healthy friendship.
Now, do you want the lemonade, or not?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
...Kay?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*checks your pulse*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Hmm... zero beats per minute....
*dials 911*
Hello? Hey, is it a bad thing when somebody's heart isn't beating? Uhh... massive blood loss, I suppose. Although, I have a nagging suspicion that she died in an attempt to spite me.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
What's that? Stay on the line so you can trace the call?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Okay.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Uh-huh.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Yeah, I know.

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Right. I have the exact same problem. What you do is, you cut up tiny bits of meat, and sneak 'em into a quiche...
*several minutes pass*
I'm sorry, Ma'am, there's somebody battering at my door. If you could hold on just a moment?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*opens door, and paramedics rush in, reviving Kay, the Secret Agent*

Kay says:
*gasps for air, panting to get enough oxygen*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Wow, you seem out of breath, Kay. Want some Lemonade?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*after stitching the wounds, and using the fully-stocked blood transfusion kit, the paramedics leave*
Oh, Kay! Hang on, I have to finish this phone call.
*picks phone back up*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
No, it was just a bunch of paramedics. Hello?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Hello?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*hangs up*
They must have got disconnected.

Kay says:
*thanks the paramedics, looks over bandaged shoulder, props self up on the couch where they lay me, looks over at you* *blink* ....

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Lemonade?

Kay says:
yes.. please

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Would you settle for water?

Kay says:
yes

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Good. Cause I'm out of lemonade, and I didn't want to have to schlep all the way down to Mad Scientist Park to see if those kids were open.
*fetches a glass of water for you*

Kay says:
*waits patiently*

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
*brings back water, sets on table in front of you*
So! How was your day?

Kay says:
oh, nothin' out of the norm... drama with boys...schoolwork, a pepband... got shot... now homework...

Kay says:
you?

Craig X. Retsnimde says:
Same. Except for the homework, and the drama, and the pep band, and the getting shot.
I did shoot someone today, though, so I guess that -could- count as a firearm-related happening. Would you count that as a firearm-related happening?

Kay says:
yea...yea i think so


Comments, please. I want to know favourite parts, and I want to know what wasn't so funny. I need to hone my skills. How else will I write a novel next month?
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