Author’s notes: A conversation that should never be recorded, if you’re not scared yet, you should be. This is a conversation between eight different personalities, be oh so very afraid. Warning: humour, evilness, language, food, not for the faint of heart. * *Opening scene: Five different girls are seated at a dinner table, each eating some kind of food and chatting, all except one are eating take away; pizza, chicken and hamburgers. The girl that isn’t eating take out is going through a wholesome restaurant quality meal* Chibi Sweet: I wanna play! (Stuffs some French-fries into mouth and glares at the girl sitting next to her) Responsible Sweet: No! (Glares back) Chibi Sweet: Why not? Responsible Sweet: Because you’ve been bad. Self-righteous Sweet: oh come off it! (rolls eyes) Hyperactive Sweet: OH! FUZZY PINK POLAR BEARS! OHMYGOD! I CAN SEE INVISIBLE BUNNY RABBITS! Calm quiet Sweet: *groan* help me! Chibi Sweet: (hits Responsible over the head with a bat) I’m gonna play weather you say so or not! Responsible Sweet: *groan* (passes out) Self-righteous Sweet: hehehe… Hyperactive Sweet: OH NO! Calm Sweet: *groan* do I want to know? Hyperactive Sweet: * whimper* Constantly in some kind of pain Sweet: *perks up* oh, what’s wrong? Hyperactive Sweet: y-you-ve… all got-got… Constantly in some kind of pain Sweet: what have we all got? Hyperactive Sweet: INVISIBLE BUNNY RABBITS ON YOUR HEAD… AND THE PURPLE KITTENS ON YOUR SHOULDERS ARE ABOUT TO BITE YOUR NECK! [1] Calm Sweet: *sweatdropps. * Constantly in some kind of pain Sweet: *falls off chair* Chibi Sweet: *looks around madly* where! Self-righteous Sweet: *sigh* (At the top of the table the last two girls are talking quietly and in hushed voices) Romantic Sweet: And he was making eye contact with me and I was trying so hard not to giggle. (Munches away on a piece of pizza) Sane Sweet: oh, did he realise? Romantic Sweet: Nope! It was sooooo cute! Sane Sweet: @_@ hehehe. [2] Romantic Sweet: oh! And I wrote more of that fic today! Sane Sweet: which one? Romantic Sweet: the one with the two Gundam boys. [3] Sane Sweet: How many pages now? Romantic Sweet: a whole four! Sane Sweet: Only four…hey, we’ve written shorter. [4] Romantic Sweet: Which reminds me! I finished that Yaoi fic! Sane Sweet: *drool* oh, really? Romantic Sweet: You realise your addicted. Sane Sweet: (takes bite out of steak) am not! Romantic Sweet: Then why do we keep writing them? Sane Sweet: *thinks hard… very hard* Ah, cause… ah… they help my inspiration. Romantic Sweet: *shrugs* whatever. Um, hey Sane… why aren’t you eating the same stuff as the rest of us? Sane Sweet: *snicker* cause I know its poisoned. Other Sweet’s: *chocking and spitting food out* WHAT? Romantic Sweet: oh, I bet it was that secret admire… he wanted to be alone with us, so he slipped a sleeping powder and he is planning to whisk us off and tie us up and… *heaving sigh* [5] Other Sweet’s: *shuffle chairs away and give scared look* Sane Sweet: *sweatdrop* ah… okay… Other Sweet’s: *whimper* Chibi Sweet: I WANNA PLAY! Responsible Sweet: *groan* must… turn… evil… alarm… off. Sane Sweet: Hey, Responsible isn’t looking to good, should we help her? Constantly in some kind of pain Sweet: She’ll live. Self-righteous Sweet: I can conquer all! Calm Sweet: *backs chair away* god is punishing me for something… Hyperactive Sweet: HEHEHE! OHH! LOOK IT’S A LOLLIPOP! Sane Sweet: *moves lollipop as far away as possible* I think you’ve had enough for one night. Hyperactive Sweet: Sugar… Sane Sweet: *whimper* Calm Sweet: *gets out tranq gun and shots them all, missing Chibi cause she’s so small and sane* ah, so much better now. Sane Sweet: You missed me. Calm Sweet: No, I simply ran out of bullets. Chibi Sweet: Cool… guns… loud bang bang noise. Calm: *Backs away slowly* ek! Sane Sweet: (looking on Internet) oh! That cool author has done another part to that… *drool* story. Calm Sweet: *bang’s hand repeatedly against wall* I know it must have been bad… but what did I do to deserve this! ~ End. Author’s notes: [1] yes I actually do this at school, it scares the shit out of my friends. [2] You do realise there is NO Sane Sweet, don’t you? [3] I am actually still working on this; I probably would have it finished if I could work up the nerve. [4] It was for an English assignment, I promise I’m not that cruel, the teacher made me do it! [5] Um, I don’t really have a thing with bondage… really. Well there you go, if I had split personalities, most likely those would be them… but since I’m not split, they sort of all combine. Honestly though…I am NOT addicted to yaoi… really!