From: Angelica Fierro 
Subject: Re: [OW!X] [NC] This means WAR!.....ow.....
Date: 10 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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On 10 Mar 1999, Lord Seto wrote:

> >NC-Reg leapt back atop the slowly melting sundae and grinned to Polaris.
> >"Come and get it!" He yelled.
> >She growled quietly and charged.......and promptly got slapped in the
> >face by a large chunk of ice cream.
> >"BWAAAA! Take that!"
> 
> NC-Polaris quickly wiped the ice cream from her face.
> 
> "...DO...YOU...KNOW...how long I spent doing my hair this morning?!  You ruined
> it!  DIIIEEEEEE!!!!"
> 
> NC-CM and Dreadite winced.  "Oh my, looks like NC-Polaris is about to go
> ballistic on Reg"
> 
> She quickly grabbed a chunk of ice cream, and threw it right into Reg's face,
> then another into his gut.
> 
> "Ha!  You still wanna mix it up?" She said, smiling.

Smiling until she felt something peg her in the back of the head. 

"Ow! That does it!" hissed NC-SPolaris as she glared at NC-Reg.

"What does .. OW!" exclaimed NC-Reg as he too was pegged by something.
"You are going down for that," he said as he clenched his fist.

"But I didn't do that," said NC-SP. "But I wish I... OW!"

"OW!" ow-ed NC-Reg again. 

"Excuse me, look over this way," giggled a voice.

NC-Reg and NC-SP turned their heads and glared.

"Just who are you and what are you doing barging in on me while I was
kicking his ass?" demanded NC-SP.

"Kicking my ass?... Now just you.."began NC-Reg.

"Ahem. I am NC-SU. On behalf of my very bored author I will kick both your
rears for wasting this wondrous sundae! Have you any idea what this could
be better used for" exclaimed NC-SU. "Ice cream is soooo versatile. And
its fun to play with.... you can make lil ice cream aninimals.." said
NC-SU as she sank to her knees and began sculpting an ice cream flamingo.

NC-SP and NC-Reg blinked and looked at each other. "Ok... where was I? Oh
yeah.. do you still wanna mix it up?" said NC-SP replacing her smile.

Meanwhile NC-SU done with her flamingo picked it up and began to hug it.

"Sure, bring it on..." replied NC-Reg, as a shriek was heard. They turned
their heads again.

NC-Dredite up in his both said this," well for some reason NC-SU is
here... and has ice cream mushed all over herself and is looking.. upset.
Why.. I have no idea."

"What is it now?" asked NC-SP crossly.

*sniff* "Mi..Miguel... he... died." stuttered NC-SU.

"Who is Miguel?" asked a confuzzled NC-Reg.

"Miguel was my... friend.. my... flamingo..." said NC-SU.

"And your therapist right?" said NC-SP smiling.

"He.. was my friend... My name is NC-SU you killed my Miguel.. Prepare to
die!!!!" said NC-SU glaring at the other two.

"Uh oh.. looks like someone forgot her medication this morning... "
snickered NC-Dredite. 

"And Mr. Magoo is my therapist I'll have you know!" shouted NC-SU as she
pegged Nc-SP with another chopped nut. "PBHT!" she pbhted as she jumped
up... then dove into the ice cream.

NC-Reg and NC-SP waited.

"Think she left?" asked NC-SP.

"Yeah.. If we are luck..." began NC-Reg as he was suddenly pulled under
the ice cream.

NC-SP stood warily and looked at the ice cream under her feet. Then she
spotted a white jeweled glove breaking thru.

"NC-Reg? Somebody?" asked NC-SP as she tenatively grabbed at the hand and
pulled. 

"Let's see what she's won!" boomed NC-Dreadite in an overdone gameshow
host voice.

NC-SP went wide-eyed as she saw that she had pulled out, Weird Al. 

Weird Al proceeded to then dance out Michael Jackon's Beat It video.

"Just EAT it.... EAT it.... " he sang as he moonwalked off.

Sitting under a massive sweat drop NC-SP said, "Now that was odd....eeee!"
as she too was pulled under the ice cream.

Nothing moved. No one came up.

"This is getting... boring.." said NC-Dredite. "Hey NC-CM what do you
think is going on down there? Um... NC-CM?" asked NC-Dredite as he got no
response.

Turning to his co-host he saw NC-CM with a blank look on his face,
drooling slightly and clutching a phone to his ear.

"Yoo hoo... NC-CM.." said NC-Dreadite as he prodded NC-CM. Nothing
happened except NC-CM falling over still drooling.

"Hmm." said NC-Dreddie as he picked up the phone. He blinked as he heard..

"Hi.. my name is Samantha. But you can call me Sam. Sam Minnie that is.
Listen to me work... "

NC-Dreadite pikued and sweatdropped heavily as he listened to a sam
minnie(sp) gun being fired and helpless NO's being gunned down.

"Man NC-CM.. you are one SICK OTAKU!" he said to NC-CM's prone form.
NC-Dredite continued to listen to the 900 number as he waited for
something to happen at the sundae.

TBNC?

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Hope u guys don't mind a party crasher. ^_^

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