There was another nock at the door.
"Not another person." Bottle complained.
"First it was the music, and now it's the people." Kiwi said.
Skinner looked a bit confused. "Umm, who are you people?"
"Well HU-LLO! Skinniepoo, you're my husband.DUH." Toast said.
Skinner looked to her boobs, not being too obvious. "Indeed."
"CLEAVAGE!" Bottle exclaimed.
Skinner cringed. "I didn't do it.I wasn't staring."
"What are you talking about?" Bottle asked.
"You said.ohh never mind." Skinner said.
"Were you looking at my chesticalls?" Toast asks.
"Uhh.no." Skinner said, obvious lie.
"SKINNER WAS STARING AT MY CHESTICALLS, SKINNER WAS STARING AT MY CHESTICALLS. WEE!" Toast chants as she begins dancing around.
The knocking on the door came harder. "LET ME IN DAM NIT!" Comes yelling of a girl.
Bottle runs to the door and opens it. Outside stands a girl with hazel eyes, black hair and pale skin.
Toast notices her. "SARA WITHOUT AN H! Also known as Raven!" she yells, at her friend.
"Yes, its me." She replies.
"You mean Nona?" Bottle asks.
"Yeah her." Toast says.
"Alright, you said you wanted to be in my sickly long story, so here you are, but the thing is, you also said you wanted to be in it for a long time.but look at our comp'ny." Toast says. "I mean we have Jack Sparrow-"
"Capitan, Capitan Jack Sparrow." Jack interrupts.
Toast continues, "Capitan Jack Sparrow, Parlet, Ian, Kiwi, me, Isilwen, and now we even have Skinner to worry about. I think this is a bit too much for this writer to carry on about. Don't you think?"
"Then drop some people out." Raven said.
"That can be done. Alright, if I call your name, you come over here. Isilwen. Bottle. Kiwi. Everyone else except me and Raven, and the people I called, you people stay here in this house."
"But my mom will kill me for all these people staying here!" Bottle exclaimed.
"Then would YOU like to stay here as well?" Toast asked.
"Well.no, because if im not here then my mom cant kill me." He said.
"That boyshs gotsh shmarts." Came an accented voice from the back.
"Ohh god. Not you too! Allan Quatermain!? What in the hell?!" Toast exclaims.
"Yesh, it ish I, Allan Quatermain. I have been reincarnated and sentenced here. Africa shwore they would never let me die."
"Yeah, I know, I know, now why must we have SO MANY PEOPLE?! That's it! Everyone Go home, BACK TO YOUR OWN MOVIES! .except for you Mr. Skinner.I've got a job for you." Jack and Parlet leave deciding that they would go to 'Pirates of the Caribbean.'
"And as for you.Mr. Skinner, and Allan Quatermain, may I quote you Mr. Quatermain?" Toast asks.
"If you would like.." He says.
"And then the game ish on." Toast says.
The writer of this story, which of course is Toast, only looking more like a writer and all French and sheet, comes out.
"Well thank you for this story my dear friends, now I am sorry but I will have to end it. Its getting freakishly long." She says.
"B-B-But we never got to see Haldir in Lothlorien! WAAAA!!" Toast exclaims.
"GET OVER IT OR I WILL MAKE YOU DO SOMETHING FREAKISHLY WEIRD!"
"B-but it was Haldir."
"You are really asking for it Alter-ego Toast!"
"Yeah right, you cant make me do anything! HALDIR, HALDIR, HALDIR!!"
The writer does some typing on Ian's computer and makes Toast wear a barney uniform.
"I love you, you love me, were a happy family.NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
"Will you shut up?"
"Yes! I will! Just get me- with a great big hug- out of this- and a kiss from me to you- COSTUME!- wont you say you- POOF!"
Toast is out of the costume.
Toast lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you.."
"Now, as I was saying, we will all move on to another movie/story." She grins.
"LXG!! WOO HOO!!!" They both scream. Then run off out the door, skipping.
-Fin-
"Not another person." Bottle complained.
"First it was the music, and now it's the people." Kiwi said.
Skinner looked a bit confused. "Umm, who are you people?"
"Well HU-LLO! Skinniepoo, you're my husband.DUH." Toast said.
Skinner looked to her boobs, not being too obvious. "Indeed."
"CLEAVAGE!" Bottle exclaimed.
Skinner cringed. "I didn't do it.I wasn't staring."
"What are you talking about?" Bottle asked.
"You said.ohh never mind." Skinner said.
"Were you looking at my chesticalls?" Toast asks.
"Uhh.no." Skinner said, obvious lie.
"SKINNER WAS STARING AT MY CHESTICALLS, SKINNER WAS STARING AT MY CHESTICALLS. WEE!" Toast chants as she begins dancing around.
The knocking on the door came harder. "LET ME IN DAM NIT!" Comes yelling of a girl.
Bottle runs to the door and opens it. Outside stands a girl with hazel eyes, black hair and pale skin.
Toast notices her. "SARA WITHOUT AN H! Also known as Raven!" she yells, at her friend.
"Yes, its me." She replies.
"You mean Nona?" Bottle asks.
"Yeah her." Toast says.
"Alright, you said you wanted to be in my sickly long story, so here you are, but the thing is, you also said you wanted to be in it for a long time.but look at our comp'ny." Toast says. "I mean we have Jack Sparrow-"
"Capitan, Capitan Jack Sparrow." Jack interrupts.
Toast continues, "Capitan Jack Sparrow, Parlet, Ian, Kiwi, me, Isilwen, and now we even have Skinner to worry about. I think this is a bit too much for this writer to carry on about. Don't you think?"
"Then drop some people out." Raven said.
"That can be done. Alright, if I call your name, you come over here. Isilwen. Bottle. Kiwi. Everyone else except me and Raven, and the people I called, you people stay here in this house."
"But my mom will kill me for all these people staying here!" Bottle exclaimed.
"Then would YOU like to stay here as well?" Toast asked.
"Well.no, because if im not here then my mom cant kill me." He said.
"That boyshs gotsh shmarts." Came an accented voice from the back.
"Ohh god. Not you too! Allan Quatermain!? What in the hell?!" Toast exclaims.
"Yesh, it ish I, Allan Quatermain. I have been reincarnated and sentenced here. Africa shwore they would never let me die."
"Yeah, I know, I know, now why must we have SO MANY PEOPLE?! That's it! Everyone Go home, BACK TO YOUR OWN MOVIES! .except for you Mr. Skinner.I've got a job for you." Jack and Parlet leave deciding that they would go to 'Pirates of the Caribbean.'
"And as for you.Mr. Skinner, and Allan Quatermain, may I quote you Mr. Quatermain?" Toast asks.
"If you would like.." He says.
"And then the game ish on." Toast says.
The writer of this story, which of course is Toast, only looking more like a writer and all French and sheet, comes out.
"Well thank you for this story my dear friends, now I am sorry but I will have to end it. Its getting freakishly long." She says.
"B-B-But we never got to see Haldir in Lothlorien! WAAAA!!" Toast exclaims.
"GET OVER IT OR I WILL MAKE YOU DO SOMETHING FREAKISHLY WEIRD!"
"B-but it was Haldir."
"You are really asking for it Alter-ego Toast!"
"Yeah right, you cant make me do anything! HALDIR, HALDIR, HALDIR!!"
The writer does some typing on Ian's computer and makes Toast wear a barney uniform.
"I love you, you love me, were a happy family.NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
"Will you shut up?"
"Yes! I will! Just get me- with a great big hug- out of this- and a kiss from me to you- COSTUME!- wont you say you- POOF!"
Toast is out of the costume.
Toast lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you.."
"Now, as I was saying, we will all move on to another movie/story." She grins.
"LXG!! WOO HOO!!!" They both scream. Then run off out the door, skipping.
-Fin-