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A Chance Of Rain (a vampire chronicles fanfic) |
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A chance of Rain! (“WOOOOOOING WOOTERINA NOW WITH HOODIA!”)
(An owl goes here)
-A Story Done by  and 
Emos are fascinating
The story begins at a school. A school the color of...erm, greyish sorta, but way ywhiter, but blander than white. It is 8th period, and not many students are out in the dusty, lonesome walkways. The only movement is the occasional piece of paper blowing in the wind like dust crap (I mean tumbleweeds). Meanwhile, a girl with somewhat emo garb and angry demeanor comes walking down the hall. She has a few books in her hand, some of which will be very importanté later. Her thick, wavy shoulder-length black hair was mostly tucked into her black frilly scarf. She sighed lazily as she walked the empty streets, staring down at her grey and black striped stockings covered with white and black striped socks. Just a few more minutes to go, she thought. Just a few more minutes to go, and then she could meet her pally Ally, as she called her frequently in her mind. Not to her face, though. Her day had been pretty great, yet she felt angry for some reason that she could not pinpoint. Dazed in her boredom, she was soon woken up by the cold splash of the after-schoolie bell! BAMWHAMWHAM! Out of the classrooms charged the students, like a bunch of cockroaches fleeing from a human. Her eyes becoming huge like a deer’s, the girl turned her rolly backpack the other way around and started running. It was like running with the bulls in that Pamplona. She was still the first one out of school, like always. She waited a bit, and then her pally Ally was emerging from the dusty cloud that suffocated the campus. As soon as they saw each other, they smiled with their shinynimity braces. They had random things to talk about, of the day, of Gaia Online, of T.V. shows, and other things. “Hi Sophia!” Beamed Allison. “Hi Allison! Hey, I have something to show you near my house! It’s awesomenimity.” Sophia said, smiling back. “Come over to my house at night an’ I’ll show you!”
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The night came, and Allison arrived in warm jacket wear, pattered jeans, fluffy earmuffs and cream-colored knitted gloves. Sophia wore a black and white striped scarf and a grey capelet. “Wooterina! Come follow me.” The two walked far out into the community, and they went to the witches’ circle, a dark place surrounded by trees, large stones and dirt. A few large stones were in a circle around the trees. The two walked to the center of it. “Now, look at this, yo!” Sophia said, radically swaying to the song of the wind whistling about the witches’ circle. There was a rabbit-hole. Only much bigger. “What did you bring me here for, Sophia?” Allison asked. “Cinnamon found it!” Sophia replied, now digging about within the giant rabbit-hole. “Ah! Here it is! Hai!!” Sophia said, then screamed! “Ahh! Sophia! What’s going on? Are you alright?” Said Allison, panicking above ground. “How would I be able to respond I warrant?” Said Sophia, now crawling back out of the rabbit-hole. “What was down there?” “Er. . .It wasn’t down there.” Sophia chuckled nervously, slowly moving her hands into her black pant pockets. The cold air made her breath look like smoke. “Well, what wasn’t down there?” Exclaimed Allison, annoyed and BORED as hell. “The frickin vampire. With popsicle lips!” “What the hell, Sophia.” Allison rolled her eyes. “I ain’t kidding. It WAS down there!” Sophia leaped up and down, like a lawn gnome on crack. “You’re too hyper!” “I wish people would stop saying that.” Sighed Sophia, pouting like a bratty baby now. “This is a huge-o problem. If he gets out, people are gonna go crazy! Especially in Arizona, home of Stephanie Meyer and her legions of fans. We gotta go find him!” Sophia grabbed Allison’s wrist, and pulled her along, running off like a possessed pig.
“You’re crazy! This is all baloney!” Said Allison, now even more annoyed at the TEDIUM of this story. “YOU’RE MAKING THIS STORY TEDIOUS! (As Lemony Snicket would say.) Believe me already and then it’ll be all buena, man.” “*sigh*...fine...” Mumbled Allison. Then I handed her her line. “Oh, right. If I was a . . . er . . . popsicle-lipped vampire, where would I be?” “DAT’S the spear-it!” Beamed Sophia deliriously. “The most convenient place would be the shopping mall.” “But I’ve already been to the mall. With Kelly. Besides, its no 16 year olds after 6.” “Do you think that people listen to that?” “I guess not.” “Can you think of any other, better place?” “Well, there’s a mall in Scottsdale...but that’s WAY too far.” “Not for a popsicle lipped vampire.” “True. But how are WE going to get there?” Then Allison pulled out a magic staff and said some weird hummana words, and they were flying through space and time. Well, actually space only. Then they were at Scottsdale Mall, and by the QT engraved with marble, was - guess who - the popsicle lipped vampiray. “Xomg!” Said Sophia, squealing like a fansquirrel. “Wow. That’s a new one.” Said Allison. But just at that moment, some poser scene teens were coming out of the QT with like 50 billion bags of Cheetos and Doritos and Fritos and Tostitos and Bleetos because they were ultra-super-rich kids. OF COURSE. But then the girl, with her skull tee shirt, saw the vampire, and ran over, dropping a cascade of junk food onto the dude’s hands. “OMFG! A VAMPIRE!” She said, her eyes becoming huge and squishy like Mr. Potato Head. The vampire was obviously shocked, cuz she guessed so soon. But he tried to play it ‘cool’, and all. But that didn’t work out too well. She leaped on him like a koala on bamboo, squealing like a moronic glib fangirl. “Oh, no! A Twilight chick!” Muttered Sophia in despair. “That might be a good thing. Look.” Said Allison. “OMGH, Edward!” Blubbered the rich girl, sucking her lower lip in, her face turning red, her eyes ever-growing. But then she blinked, tilted her head like a dumb dog, and said, “Heyyy, you’re not Edward! You’re just some other dude! Hmph. Never mind.” She trotted away to her Cadillac escalade, as if nothin’ had ever happened. “Omfg! It’s Louis!” Wooted Sophia. “WOOT WOOT! WOOOOOOING WOOTERINA NOW WITH HOODIA!” “What the hell, again. Sophia.” Sighed Allison. By the way, they were hidden behind a gas tank, so nobody noticed them. Either that, or they thought they were creepy thug girls (but then again, they were in Scottsdale.). Louis just stood there, staring off into space. Then he wiped off the spit that the overzealous rich girl had spit on his face while ranting. “Awesomenimity. Just awesomenimity.” Said Sophia, making her face into the shape of this: >:^D “What should we do now!?” Said Allison, in that strange combination of a shout and a murmur. “Idk...Idk.” Mumbled Sophia. “Well, the fact that he’s not a Twilight person really changes things.” “Not really. People have always gone crazy over vampires.” “I want peanut butter! Cause I can! You watch over Louis.” Said Allison, walking over to the QT. “Kay Kay.” Sophia scuffled over to the statuesque Louis, his skin as pale and marble-colored as the QT behind him."Hola, Louis. Welcome to Arizona, the WORST place for you to be!." Sophia beamed, holding out her hand like some happy hands club member. "Er . . . how do you know my name?" Ignoring that question, Sophia continued, “You better get used to that kind of etiquette from the teens around here. They've all read Twilight, and they know all about ‘your kind’.” “What is Twilight, and what do you mean by . . . my kind?” “Oh come on. You think I didn’t see that display of mistaken fangirlism over you?” “. . .what do you know?” Louis grabbed onto Sophia’s felted shoulders with spindly fingers and shook her like a leaf. “??!!” “Please, tell me!” He continued. Being shook so violently, Sophia felt as though she were to chuck. She almost did, but then Allison came charging out of QT and gave Louis a peanut-butter-slap. “TAKE THAT YOU MONSTER!1" “Ooow!” Louis cried, as the peanut butter goodness began to make his face purply and swollen. “Ow . . . I forgot I was allergic. It’s been so long since I’ve even been in contact with human food.” “Uh, Allison? He wasn’t doing anything wrong.” Said Sophia resentfully. “Whoops! Sorry. So why is he out here, then?” “Um, good question. Why are you out here?” Sophia called out to Louis. “I was fed up with tedium!” He sighed, walking back over, his face now back to normal. “Well, I hope that we’ll be able to keep that away from this story. Maybe you can help with that!” Suddenly, Louis sniffed the air like a bunny, his glossy eyes becoming wide. “What is that . . . smell?” Some old trucker going to his car yelled to them, “Sorry, that was me!”
“Ugh, how vulgar. No, I mean a good smell.” “Oh, you must be smelling blood from the Steakhouse. It’s real close to here. I can’t stand it, personally.” Gagged Sophia. “Where is it?” “I know the way!” Said Allison, taking the two by the hands and leading em across the street from the mall, Fashion Square. Sophia rolled her eyes. She had just barely escaped puking a moment ago, and now it looks like it might happen again.
~ ~ ~ the three entered the dimly-lit gloom of outback steakhouse, and the sickening stench of death filled the air. Immediately, a Sheila (that is what they call waitresses there) came up to them. “How ya doin’ mate?”She winked, and told them each where they could sit tonight. It was at a booth, of course. Stop being so veggie-snobbie! Sophia told herself, dizzy with the smell.
Sophia had Queensland Salad, and picked off the meat and gave it to Allison. Allison ordered a Grilled Chicken & Swiss Sandwich, because at least it wasn't a burger, after her burger incident in Florida. Louis just had to order the bloodiest and most expensive item on the list; The Melbourne. This was much to the girls' dismay and disgust. He destroyed the piece of steak, blood splattering all over his face like splattery stuff. "Eew, can you please? We're at a restaurant, FCOL." Sophia uttered. "Cause you CAN!" Smiled Allison. Louis twitched. "The blood from this meat. . .there's not enough. . ."
but there was no time to dilly- dally, because Ms. Gorman was coming into the room. "OOOO CRAP My valley girl 6th grade teacher is here everybody run away now!!!!!" Allison exclaimed, getting ' up out of her seat and running outside. "Hey Allison, I haven't seen you in forevah!!" She said. "Hi..." Allison exclaimed uncomfortably. Louis snarled and jumped at Ms. Gorman, ripping her jugular out. "Phew at least that's over." Allison sighed, just a little too early. Unfortunately, this was a restaurant with people inside of it, and as they all stopped and stared, suspended in time. This gave a chance for Louis to grab the two girls and run over the the other side, before anyone noticed a frikkin THING. However, the other side happened to be the Mall. The SCOTTSDALE FASHION SQUARE. dundundun. "Oh no--I didn't mean to do that!! I lost control!" Quavered Louis, crying bloody tears that stained his ethereal face. "Eh, it's fine. She was a good riddance anyway. Cheer up emo kid!" Beamed Sophia and Allison sadistically. ~ ~ ~
"Eew, who wants to be a fashion square?" Snorted Sophia, rolling her eyes as they flew up the side of the marble building in Louis' arms. "Crap, NOW what are we gonna do?" Said Allison, her eyes shrinking to grains of sand. "We'll probably have to hide here until the commotion at Outback dies down." Said Louis. "But they'll remember our faces!" Squee'd Sophia. "Not if I wipe their memory clean." Murmured Allison. She pulled out her magic stick and whoooooossssshhhhh their memory was gone. "Great. Well, your'e not hungry anymore, are you, Louis?" "No, not really." Louis lied. "Good. Then let's go check out the malls for some anti-tedium antidotes." Smiled Sophia, leading the way. "Ooh, here's Hot Topic! Don't go in there, no matter WHAT. That is a danger zone for you. Got it?" Sophia said to Louis, but he was nowhere to be seen. Sophia's eyes bugged out, and she had a total freaking breakdown like a chicken. "Calm now! He's right there." Pointed Allison. Sophia rolled her eyes. "Just where I told him NOT to go! Let's go." The two walked into the mini-store, which smelled strongly of burning incense sticks. He was now looking at Edward Tee shirts quizzically. "Hey, this is a bad place for you to be. Fangirl hq!" Shouted Sophia. "Okay, I'll be out in a sec--ugh!" Louis was glomped by four freaky fangirls from behind, as he doubled over. "Crud. What now?" Said Allison, but she was also looking at some cute-o accesories. "Um, hey look! Their's Hannah Montana!" Said Sophia, hopelessly. None of the fangirls budged, pulling at Louis's luminescent hair. "Ah, crud. What do I do!??" Paced Sophia around the shop. Then she saw something in the very back corner of the shop. "oh, god. . . I hope this works. . ." She gulped, disgusted. ~ ~ ~ In a few moments, Sophia came walking out in a full size fuzzy Gir Mascot costume, trying to sing the doom song, and feeling like a nerd poser. One of the fangirls looked up, her glasses cloudy and misaligned. "Oh. My. God." She said. "GIR!" Said the other ones, and they all ran over to glomp the mascot that was Sophia. "Augh~! Run away, you two!!" Sophia pleaded from inside the sweltering-hot costume. "I mean, doom doom doom!" Pushing the fangirls aside with Gir's massive head, Sophia, with much trouble, got up and ran. But that stupidly large head was dragging her down. She ran away to the dressing raum and threw the wretched costume off, changing back into her normal clothes. Of course, the employee's were all chatting during this incident, and they couldn't hear it because of the loud booming death metal. Sophia hurried back outside of the death-zone to meet her friends. "I was dyin' in that thing!!" She panted, her black hair disheveled, still sweltering from the mascot costume. Louis was looking in one of the windows of the mini-shops. There was a pale girl with short blond hair getting her nails done, until she saw Louis outside. Then she uttered something the cross of a cry-giggle, and ran outside to say hi. "Claudia!" Louis said. "Hey, who are you?" Claudia asked, tupp-tupping over to the two girls."Um, I'm Allison." "And I'm Sophia!" The three shook hands. "Hey! You, little girl! You get back in here and pay!" Said a disgruntled employee from Claire's. "Sigh. . .one minute." Claudia fluttered her eyelids and drifted back into the pink store. After she showed that lady the money to shut her up, she skipped outside to the mall. "What are you doing here?" "I was just tired of sitting around, I guess." "Great! Well, where do you want to shop?" "That's the thing. . .I don't have any money." "Yeah, he used up all of ours!" Said an angry Allison, until Sophia elbowed her. "Ow!!! What was that for?" "Here, have some of mine. I've been out here for a while." Claudia handed him a big roll of 100's, like a gangsta. "Wow! Where did you get all that?" Said a girl that popped out of nowhere, and was now hovering over Claudia. "Ew. Can we go somewhere else?" "Sure." "Ugh." They walked a few places over, until Claudia and Louis's ears began to inexplicably hurt. "Augh. . ." Louis moaned, putting his hands to his head. "What's wrong ?" Sophia said. "The noise. . .from that store!!" Claudia growled, clawing at the air. It was Hollister. The music pounded in their ears, and they wailed like banshees, the two of them. “Fondue! Want some?” Said some random salesperson, near to their stall. Claudia shrieked and knocked the sample out of her hands, as the music blared like the trumpets of hell, the singers like the screams of the damned. “Hey!” Said the salesperson, slightly upset. “Ugh! Let’s get out of here.” Allison and Sophia ran with Claudia and Louis over to Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. On the way, Allison started raving about something called Candy Mountain and someone named Charlie. "We're on a bridge Charlie! A magical bridge!" Allison sighed. Sophia and the others groaned and rolled their eyes. Anyway, finally it was some food that Sophia and Allison could enjoy. “Sucks that you can’t have chocolate. How can you stand it?” Said Allison. “We never crave it anymore. Only blood. . .” Sighed Claudia, twirling around a caramel apple that she bought for no reason. A giant sundered teddy bear was outside, "guarding" the shop from any intruders. It's eyes were bulging. It's glowing beady black dome-eyes. Claudia talked about what had happned to her lately while she was gone, and the other three filled her in on what had happened already during the night. "How did you get to Arizona?" Asked Sophia to the two vampires. "Let's get out of here. I heard there was a PF chang's around here." Said Sophia. "Didn't we just eat?" Asked Louis. "I want to perooze. Is there something so wrong with that?" "No." Allison Lol'd at the conversation. The three headed out of the building to PF Changs, on great stone balcony. It felt like she was back in Los Angeles, to Sophia. But before they could go inside, a torrent of shouting people came rushing toward them. Sophia gasped, thinking it was more fangirls, but it was actually a PETA chapter. They were protesting PF Changs' cruel ways. Boards with imaged of slayed dogs and cats were being waved with anger and contempt from te protesters. "Oh, god!" Allison whined, covering her eyes and walking backwards. "God. god. god. god. GOD!" "Okay...lets just not eat there, then." said Sophia. "Can we get out of here?" She asked Louis. "Of course." Louis and Claudia gumped of the edge of the mall. Crazy-daisy protesters didn't even notice a thing. "I had no idea..." Sophia quivered, thinking of all the times she had ate at PF Changs. But before she had time to think too much about it, she was yanked down with the two vampires. ~~~ It was now dusty outside, perhaps a dust bowl migh come soon. Allison went 'home because she was tired. The three walked all the way to the Sugarbowl, a resturaunt near old scottsdale, which was like a frontierland for the rich and uppity.
 Angela-Kitsune · Wed Jan 28, 2009 @ 11:47pm · 0 Comments |
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