Just started up an art shop...with that and Noobcake hopefully I'll be able to keep myself busy because I'm sick right now. Anyway. Option A.) which was to have a Winter ball won by a margin of 2 votes.
Merry Holidays or whatever everyone and enjoy this Noobcake. So far the grand total of fan art received for Noobcake's birthday is two.Dear Noobcake,
So yeah. I kind of panicked a few days ago when I saw Jack taking my mom out to dinner...
Why? WHY? It was a toaster!
I should probably explain, Noobcake, because I can feel the anxiety oozing through your white pages.
Well, brown pages after Junior spilled his hot chocolate on them.
Okay I went to my mom's house today. I have to admit...I confronted her.
"MOM. Why are you going out with my sort of friend's brother?" Okay. Gothie's cool and all, but he's too creepy to register on the friend scale when I'm talking to my mom. Just saying.
She looked blank for a little while, and then laughed. "Oh, Mr. Hartnes? No, no. Oh Bagel...I should have known you'd take it this way."
So we went inside. I had brought Junior along because I was supposed to be babysitting again so she plopped him in front of some picture books she had somehow stored since we were kids. No...they looked too new. She had bought replicas.
And so my mom explained to me how and why I was an idiot.
"Xialburg, I didn't tell you the other day because it was supposed to be a surprise. I quit my job at the labs the other day, because I had found my true calling."
At this point in time my face was utterly confused. But I have to admit. I was seriously relieved because seriously seriously seriously...my dad could be still alive. It's not cool, you know?
She went on. "You know how I was always making toasters, but I did that just for us. Turns out Mr. Hartnes...or what was his first name?"
"Jack," I supplied, one of my eyebrows raised.
"Jack. He had a lot of ideas of his own, and actually a good amount of resources. We're starting a toaster company together, because he has some grand ideas too. We were going out to dinner to discuss ideas and scout for employees."
...okay. EMBARASSMENT.
But this kind of confused me because Xanri's psychic or something, and she and Gothie were planning a sort of wedding.
Turns out Gothie's piranhas had babies and he was having them married.
I don't know how he could tell but seriously. A wedding for piranhas?! It's just kind of wrong.
I got an invitation too.
I didn't go.
COME ON. I'm not going to a piranha wedding!
But there was also a Winter Dance that the school was having. It is winter break right now, but they opened the school again for one night for the dance because it was apparently super special.
I arrived there late.
Beauty wasn't coming with me because she had special permission from the mental hospital to guide cuckoo-head...I mean Emrr around. He had a straightjacket on and was getting weird looks as she led him about and twirled him a bit, but he looked happy.
And he wasn't even talking about butter either.
Just spinach casserole mixed with seaweed, but that's kind of...
You know I won't even try to justify it.
The decorations were amazing. The whole gym was dusted with some of that fake white powder snow stuff, mixed with blue sparkle powder on the walls. There were fake snowflakes hanging from the ceiling that served as lights as the normal ones were out.
I'm surprised ABC allowed it. Because she aims only for our misery.
She feeds on our salty, salty tears I swear.
Xanri and Gothie were dancing together.
She must have a lot of courage to be slow dancing with Gothie.
Gothie looked more freaked out than her actually.
I have never seen him scared before but the fur around his button eyes kept twitching. Hahaha. I have something to use against him now.
I AM NOT DEFENSELESS.
I danced with a female wolves but then it got really hot so I ducked outside.
And I heard someone crying.
It was a dry sort of cry, as if they couldn't actually force tears out. And it was a girl.
It was seriously dark out too. No streetlights at all and the moon was playing peek-a-boo behind a cloud.
So I went over to about where I thought they were and talked to her.
"Hey there. Are you okay?" The crying sounds stopped at once, and there was a slight gasp.
"Xialburg?" The voice sounded familiar, but I wasn't able to place it.
"Who are you?" I asked, confused.
"Not important," the other wolf sniffed. "I'm just...so depressed. I'm really sorry for what I've done, but now that it's already happened there isn't anything I can do!"
Obviously this she-wolf had done some unhappy stuff. I didn't want to hold it against her though. I reached through the darkness and patted her on the shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. We do some pretty crap stuff. I cheated on a couple tests once. I even got in a fight because I was angry...I thought my parents died...and then I got suspended."
She gave a funny hiccup, half amusement and half misery. "I"m a little worse than that. I'm a terrible wolf. I deserve to get hurled off a cliff."
"That's not funny!" I said, indignant. (haha I used a big word). "That's not funny at all. You know what, I don't know you, but talk to me later. You obviously know me, mystery wolf, so you know."
There was a funny clattering noise, and then a weird laugh. It was almost hysterical. "You won't want to talk to me. No one wants to talk to me."
That was when the moon came out behind the cloud. A few flakes began to fall, striking against a shining metal pelt, while the moon glared down on ragged orange clothing.
Metallic looked at me with sad, fathomless black eyes. When she realized I could see her she gave a howl of terror and dashed off as fast as her metal legs could carry her.
I comforted. My number one enemy. Who had tried to steal Beauty's body, tried to kill my little fake brother...who had done terrible things!
And yet I couldn't help feel sorry.
I'm confused Noobcake. I don't know whether to trust her or not. But...I don't know. I just don't know.
*cackles* Doctor Who fans, I expect giggles at the Lurv King and his brother's last name, yush.