| PART ELEVEN Posted by Spirk on 5/2/2001, 3:13 pm --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Why Ma Petite..you sound upset." He said with a grin. I wished more than anything that I had a gun or at least a wooden stake...Hell, if it worked for Buffy it would work for me surely. I began to pace again as Jean-Claude seated himself and waved for makeup. I watched the makeup girl actually blush as she stepped up to begin putting on Jean Claude's makeup. "Goddamit Why me!" I mumbled as I glanced over at Edward. He was actually smiling at me. I considered scowling at him but knew it would do me no good, Edward was impervious to things like that. The door opened and I looked up to see Jerry Springer step into the room, larger than life, I hated him instantly. "Ahh you must be Ms. Blake." He said with a smile as he offered his hand. I shook it tightly letting him feel my grip and I saw the smile on his face falter a bit. "Ma Petite do not be rude to Monsuier Springer, he is a guest here in my city." Jean-Claude said with a smirk on his lips. Springer turned from me and walked over to Jean-Claude, his hand offered. Jean-Claude took the offered hand with a smile on his face that he usually reserved for someone he was getting ready to eat. Could I be so lucky? "Ah Jean-Claude, it's good to meet you." He smiled right back and didn't blink, Something that I don't see every day when a human meets a vampire, but he didn't look Jean-Claude in the eyes, good move on his part. "And this must be Mr. Zeeman." Springer said as he stepped past Jean-Claude to where Richard sat. A low growl emitted from Richard's throat at Springer's approach and that got Richard some brownie points in my book. Springer backed away from Richard a couple of steps and ran right into Nathaniel who had jumped up from his seat when Springer had stepped into the room. "Hi! I'm Nathaniel...I'm the one that called you!" Nathaniel pumped Jerry Springer's hand as Springer looked on confused for a moment before he brushed past Nathaniel with a smile and approached Edward. Uh oh. "And you are?" Springer asked as he stepped up to Edward. "I'm Ted Forrester, I'm in charge of Ms. Blake's security. I'm a big fan Mr. Springer." Edward shook Springer's hand with a smile on his face but he was looking over Jerry's shoulder at me. I wanted to kill him right then and there. Damn his smug look of superiority, he was enjoying himself the bastard. "Mr. Springer, we have five minutes to air time." An assitant called from the doorway. "Ok Karl, I'll be there in a moment." The assistant nodded and left. "Ok here's how we're gonna do this, we have a couple of trios that are going on before you to kinda warm the crowd up, then you guys will be on. Now as per our agreement Mr. Zeeman will be behind a screen and his voice will be altered for his protection. Ok, thank you folks and we'll see you soon." With that he left and I spun on Edward like a tornado. "You better hope that this hitter kills me tonight because if he doesn't I'm gonna f*cking kill you Edward...Ted..whatever!" I turned and stormed out of the room, I needed some air. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PART TWELVE |