Blackheart sat on the couch with a laptop in front of him. He'd spent the past three hours figuring out all the controls and commands. During those three hours, he'd learned to type pretty fast without 'pecking', figured out iTunes and Limewire, and learned a whole bunch of stuff 'bout the computer.

Every now and again, the teenage girl, Anette, would walk in and see what it was he was doing. This was one of those moments..

"What'cha doing now?" She walked in and sat next to him on the couch.

Blackheart looked over at her, "The same thing I was doing ten minutes ago."

Anette scoffed. "And that would be.."

"Listening to music." He answered.

She nodded her head, "Oh.. I knew that."

"Riiight."

\/MCR\/

"Well, Eveliina, is it taken care of?"

Silence..

"Eveliina!"

Curse you, old man! Eveliina thought.

"Eveli-," The old man was cut short.

"No, Father! It's not taken care of and it never will be, at least not by me!" Eveliina snapped, "And the way I see it, you should just go hire another random girl walking near your 'Chapel' to do your dirty-work, because there's no fucking way that I'm gonna." the priest stepped toward her but she raised her hand and with a flick of her wrist, she sent him flying back into the confession box. "So fuck off!"

It was over just as quick as it had begun, Eveliina flipped her hair, walked out and headed for home.

\/MCR\/

"Oh, my God Anette, Shut Up!" Blackheart screamed at the teenager sitting next to him.

Anette jumped, "God, calm down dude." she coaxed, "Don't be mad, get Glad!" a chuckle followed.

:Three Minutes Later:

Blackheart looked down where he felt a hand rest.

"It's okay Blackheart, I forgive you." Anette said slowly. She laughed and took her hand off his hand when he glared at her, "Sarcasm is a forgein language to you isn't it?"

\/MCR\/

"So, how'd you enjoy Anette?" Eveliina asked Blackheart as she shut the bedroom door.

Blackheart rolled his eyes at her, "Are you kidding?"

"No."