Fan Fiction ❯ Lunatic Pandora ❯ 00: Engage Pt. 2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Woodstock 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Mystery / Sci-fi / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.01.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 829 | Visits: 147 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Mystery / Sci-fi / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.01.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 829 | Visits: 147 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I own; you no takee. Okee?
A.N.: Mmm...thanks for the reviews!! ^_^ They make me feel all warm inside and stuff. Anyway, these first few chapters WILL be a bit on the short side, but I'll probably make up for that later on. And yes, this does get stranger. MUCH stranger. If certain "illegal activities" bother you, I'd suggest not reading this chapter. Thankee.
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Lunatic Pandora
00...Engage pt. 2
It was a perfect day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the warm summer breeze was tickling Max's face. He should be skateboarding or running or something. It was true, what everyone said about him; he had no ambition whatsoever.
Hey, if he could pass all his classes with something higher than a D-minus, then he was doing A-OK. Too bad this wasn't actually summer.
Max put his joint down on the windowsill and stuck his head out. Yup. Still freezing cold out. Why did pot make him feel all nice and fuzzy inside, then? "Heh. Maybe I should become some sort of science major," he thought to himself. He picked up the joint again and stuck it in his mouth. He suddenly felt the house move, like an earthquake was happening.
"Ehhh...must be the pot," he muttered to himself. It was more interesting when the room spun.
A sudden rush of footsteps and banging on the bedroom door stopped his train of thought. He quickly chucked the illegal substance out his window. A voice on the other end was yelling.
"MAX!?! ARE YOU OK? DID THAT EARTHQUAKE KNOCK ANYTHING OVER?"
Max breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't going to come in.
"I'M FINE, MOM!"
"ALL RIGHT, JUST CHECKING!"
Listening as his mother made her way back downstairs, Max stuck his head back out the window...a tree had fallen over, but that was about it. "Weird," he thought, "earthquakes are pretty rare up here..."
He wandered over to a beat-up wooden dresser, pulled open a drawer, and put a sweater on. Time to investigate.
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"You have to be kidding, Kit. I can't fix this thing in 2 days!"
"Please, Grem? Can't you try?" Kitra begged the other.
"I can TRY, but it's pretty much guaranteed that it will take me longer," Grem replied. "It's not everyday that someone runs their ship straight into a planet."
"I'm sorry, OK?!?" Kitra shrieked, walking away from her wreck of a ship. She walked over to a nearby rock and sat down, silently pouting. This was not good. Not good at all. She glanced over at the spacecraft again, where more of the crew was emerging. This time it was Kaen and a short girl with bright red hair in pigtails. She immediately looked around, and ran over to the rock.
"Wow...we've been in crashes before...but this is a crash to end all crashes...do you have an excuse this time?" the girl asked. Kitra glared at her.
"Chalk it up to stupidity. I just get off my probation, and I do this!! The GIPF is gonna have my head, pointy ears and all! Bwaaaa...." Kitra hung her head in shame. "I dun wanna go back to jail...." Kitra sighed again and looked at her companion.
"Why me, Ralie?"
"Good question."
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After a 15 minute walk to the middle of nowhere, Max was ready to turn around. There was probably nothing to worry about, it was just his imagination.
...Wait a sec. Where did the trees go? All Max saw now was a bunch of rocks. Big ones at that. And he heard voices. VOICES. The type of voices you hear when you've been abducted by aliens and they plan to do experiments on you. This wasn't your normal earthquake. He ran up to a rock and hid behind it, hoping to catch bits of the conversation.
"...Soooo...you want...repair? I'll try...no..."
"Go...help...useful..."
"...Kiiiiiiiit..."
Max shook his head. He didn't understand a thing. He moved to a rock that was closer, staying low so he wouldn't be seen.
But he could still be heard. A tall man with black hair leaned over him and chuckled.
"Hey, Kitra...we got ourselves a native."
"...Native...!"
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Heh. Part two of the prologue, done. It's a bit late, and I have the flu. Joy. Please review, they keep me going. ^_^
Love, peace, and chicken grease!
A.N.: Mmm...thanks for the reviews!! ^_^ They make me feel all warm inside and stuff. Anyway, these first few chapters WILL be a bit on the short side, but I'll probably make up for that later on. And yes, this does get stranger. MUCH stranger. If certain "illegal activities" bother you, I'd suggest not reading this chapter. Thankee.
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Lunatic Pandora
00...Engage pt. 2
It was a perfect day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the warm summer breeze was tickling Max's face. He should be skateboarding or running or something. It was true, what everyone said about him; he had no ambition whatsoever.
Hey, if he could pass all his classes with something higher than a D-minus, then he was doing A-OK. Too bad this wasn't actually summer.
Max put his joint down on the windowsill and stuck his head out. Yup. Still freezing cold out. Why did pot make him feel all nice and fuzzy inside, then? "Heh. Maybe I should become some sort of science major," he thought to himself. He picked up the joint again and stuck it in his mouth. He suddenly felt the house move, like an earthquake was happening.
"Ehhh...must be the pot," he muttered to himself. It was more interesting when the room spun.
A sudden rush of footsteps and banging on the bedroom door stopped his train of thought. He quickly chucked the illegal substance out his window. A voice on the other end was yelling.
"MAX!?! ARE YOU OK? DID THAT EARTHQUAKE KNOCK ANYTHING OVER?"
Max breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't going to come in.
"I'M FINE, MOM!"
"ALL RIGHT, JUST CHECKING!"
Listening as his mother made her way back downstairs, Max stuck his head back out the window...a tree had fallen over, but that was about it. "Weird," he thought, "earthquakes are pretty rare up here..."
He wandered over to a beat-up wooden dresser, pulled open a drawer, and put a sweater on. Time to investigate.
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"You have to be kidding, Kit. I can't fix this thing in 2 days!"
"Please, Grem? Can't you try?" Kitra begged the other.
"I can TRY, but it's pretty much guaranteed that it will take me longer," Grem replied. "It's not everyday that someone runs their ship straight into a planet."
"I'm sorry, OK?!?" Kitra shrieked, walking away from her wreck of a ship. She walked over to a nearby rock and sat down, silently pouting. This was not good. Not good at all. She glanced over at the spacecraft again, where more of the crew was emerging. This time it was Kaen and a short girl with bright red hair in pigtails. She immediately looked around, and ran over to the rock.
"Wow...we've been in crashes before...but this is a crash to end all crashes...do you have an excuse this time?" the girl asked. Kitra glared at her.
"Chalk it up to stupidity. I just get off my probation, and I do this!! The GIPF is gonna have my head, pointy ears and all! Bwaaaa...." Kitra hung her head in shame. "I dun wanna go back to jail...." Kitra sighed again and looked at her companion.
"Why me, Ralie?"
"Good question."
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After a 15 minute walk to the middle of nowhere, Max was ready to turn around. There was probably nothing to worry about, it was just his imagination.
...Wait a sec. Where did the trees go? All Max saw now was a bunch of rocks. Big ones at that. And he heard voices. VOICES. The type of voices you hear when you've been abducted by aliens and they plan to do experiments on you. This wasn't your normal earthquake. He ran up to a rock and hid behind it, hoping to catch bits of the conversation.
"...Soooo...you want...repair? I'll try...no..."
"Go...help...useful..."
"...Kiiiiiiiit..."
Max shook his head. He didn't understand a thing. He moved to a rock that was closer, staying low so he wouldn't be seen.
But he could still be heard. A tall man with black hair leaned over him and chuckled.
"Hey, Kitra...we got ourselves a native."
"...Native...!"
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Heh. Part two of the prologue, done. It's a bit late, and I have the flu. Joy. Please review, they keep me going. ^_^
Love, peace, and chicken grease!