Dear Stupid Journal

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I have been inspired. I shall make one of these journal thing-a-ma-bobs. I promise mine won't like yours

[proud.little.wolf]

^_^ I feel honoured to have inspired someone. xD

And of course at popular request, more shall come!

Dear SJ,

I could barely speak.
"Ransom?" I asked. I shuffled my paws, hoping I heard Cobweb wrong.
"Yep," he replied much to my horror. "T'was all part of a plan to bring the Elites to their knees, but I guess it didn't work so well seeing as nearly everybody on your side rushed to your defense as soon as you were down." He smirked.
One of the guards snorted in disgust.
I wondered if that was toward me or Cobweb. The guard's comment answered my question.
"She's just so special like that..."
I ignored him after that, focusing on Cobweb only. My eyes raked over him over and over, assessing him. Now that I looked more closely, the dog had a nice build. Muscular. No wonder he was able to take me down with ease.
"After you're done checking me out, I'd be willing to answer one last question, as long as it's not stupid," Cobweb snickered, glaring up at me with mischief painted across his face.
Now it was my turn to snort disgustedly.
"I wasn't checking you out," I hissed. "Anyway, my last question is: in the end, what happened to the rest of the Elites that day?"
Cobweb shook his head.
"They won, obviously. My gang was forced back into the darker and even more dilapidated sector of the suburbs."
"So they're still out there..." I trailed off as I realized I'd said my thoughts aloud.
"Sure are, punk girl," Cobweb said with a triumphant smirk. "And there ain't nothing you can do about it."
I growled at him as he called me "punk girl." I guess he had a point; I was wearing my punk outfit like I do every day of my life. Seriously.
I wear it every day.
It never gets dirty, either.
"Well, they won't be for long. Not if I can help it," I said coolly and turned away, heading back up the stairs leading to the main floor.
"We'll see about that, punk girl, we'll see..."

~Lux

[Unizorn]

OMG please post more as soon as you
can! i love it!

[xxazul63xx]

suspense! its.............. killing........................... me................................... *dies*

[Lions]

So interesting! I might have to try something like this c;

[Nonexsitent]

Please write more I beg of you!!! I want to write a journal too....oh yeah I already have and it is all because of the amazing stupid journal of LUX

[proud.little.wolf]

More, as promised!

Dear SJ,

Maro was waiting for me in the kitchen. When he saw me, he walked over from around the counter.
"What did the prisoner have to say?" he asked, his red eyes gleaming in the morning light.
"Nothing important," I lied. I knew Maro would become over protective if he heard what Cobweb had said down in the basement.
Maro shrugged, taking my word for it. He padded to the fridge, opened it, and began to rummage around. I leaned against the counter.
Just then, Kira and Jerry stomped downstairs, arguing about something pointless. I think it was about if the bird they saw was a dove or a pigeon.
"Would you two shut up?" Maro barked at them.
Kira rolled her eyes at Jerry and joined Maro by the open fridge.
"Anything to eat?" she asked, sparing Jerry a look of daggers.
The dark brown she-dog pulled a can of Pepsi out of the fridge.
"You know, the prisoner is still down in the basement. It's been three weeks. Shouldn't Derek have taken him out for interrogation?"
Kira's question echoed throughout the barren kitchen. She had a point, I realized.
"His name is Cobweb," I said, raking my gaze over all three dogs who were now leaning against either counter. "And Kira's right; we can't keep him down there forever."
Jerry laughed, his brown tail wagging in amusement.
"Looks like Lux has been doing some visiting," he chuckled, toasting his can of Pepsi with Kira's before taking a sip. After he swallowed his mouthful of soft drink, he continued. "And I must admit, that Cobweb guy is pretty good-looking. To a girl, at least."
Kira snickered while Maro remained silent; his eyes held an unreadable emotion as he gazed at me.
All of a sudden, Derek padded in. His black hair looked as if it had been washed recently and his wings were rather shiny.
"Hello," he greeted formally. Then, glancing at the fridge, he growled, "Maro, close the dang fridge."
Maro did as he was told while Derek stole the spot beside Kira.
Kira appeared to blush under her fur as the dog leaned on the counter next to her.
"Morning!" she yipped. The dark brown she-dog then held out her can of Pepsi to him.
Derek held up his paw in a "no thanks" manner and turned his head to gaze straight into my eyes. I thought I could die then and there.
"So... I understand you've been doing some interrogation of your own this morning," he said, his voice cold yet unaccusing.
When I nodded, he continued.
"What did he tell you?"
A cold lump formed in my throat. I didn't know if I could tell Derek the truth.
Don't be stupid, Lux. Of course you can. You just can't tell the others. Especially Maro....
"Mind if I tell you in private?" I asked, suddenly not wanting to be facing the four dogs.
Derek glared at Maro, Kira, and Jerry, and they backed out of the kitchen.
He turned his gaze back to me. Steady. Unwavering. He was serious.
"Alright," I said, standing up straight. "He said----"
Just then, my phone rang from my room upstairs.
"Sorry," I mumbled, racing up the staircase and digging through my bag until I found my iPhone.

The caller ID read "Mom."
~Lux

[takane]

MOAR! :3 Really good~

[xxazul63xx]

HER MOTHER! OH MAI GOSH!

[~Evenstar~]

Answer it, Lux! XD