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Mar. 15th, 2009 at 12:50 AM
Okay 13 has humiliated and angered me many times. More than I could count as a matter of fact but this time he took the cake, the pie and a whole damn deli too. What does that mean? I have no clue. That is how mad I am. I am even rambling in my own mind!
I mean the nerve of him to go into the cafe and confront Victor and tell him that he knew Victor wanted to bang me? And what if the human had? It was none of 13's business anyway. And then to have Victor tell me about it in front of Jubilee and anyone else in cafe that was listening in? And then Victor just had to make sure I knew he had no feelings for me in that way? He almost seemed horrified by the idea!
I could have just crawled under a rock and died!
So I decided I was going to have it out with my brother once and FOR ALL! I went to his house and knocked on the door but he didn't answer. I knew the little sot was in there because I could 'feel' him inside, even if it was ever so faint so I kicked open the door and entered even though he didn't open the door or tell me to come in. Normally I would be respectful of his privacy but damn it, he wasn't respectful of mine!
"Come out you little shit!" I yelled as I entered the house. "I know you are here and I'm going to... I'm going to... Okay! So I don't know what I'm going to do to you but it'll be unpleasant!"
Nothing in the living room... Which surprisingly was actually very tastefully decorated. I didn't know 13 had any taste in him.
Nothing in the dining room either. Also very tastefully decorated. Maybe 13 had finally found himself a decent girlfriend and she had helped with the decorating? It certainly didn't look as if 13 had done it himself.
Finally, I kicked the door open to his bedroom. The last place I wanted to go but I checked everywhere else in the house and didn't find him. Probably was hiding in his closet, I reasoned.
There on the bed covered in wine colored satin sheets lay a stone image of my obnoxious brother in his imp form. A television in the room was playing over and over in a loop a particularly vulgar porno scene.
"Big joke brother!" I shouted at the ceiling of the room, certain that 13 was playing one of his gross jokes on me. Walking over to the closet I ignored the statue of 13 lying on the bed propped up as if it was watching the scenes on the TV and ripped open the closet doors. Nothing.
"Where are you hiding?" I shouted as I tried to ignore the moaning and groaning noises coming from the TV.
Finally I couldn't take the racket any longer and looked for the remote to the TV to shut it off. Not finding it on the bedside table in the room or on the floor, I finally looked at the stone figure on the bed and noticed it was in one of it's hands, I ignored where the other hand was located. The remote was clutched tightly as a matter of fact in the hand...With the clawed thumb of the hand pushing down on the repeat button.
"How did you make the stone hand clutch the remote and press the button like that 13?" I asked interested enough to forget my anger at 13 for a moment.
There was no answer from the room.
Suddenly I felt an icy feeling in the pit of my stomach and examined the stone image of the imp in the bed closer.
There was no mistaking the lustful leer on the face or the glazed look in the stone eyes.
"13?" I asked but the stone image couldn't answer me.
"BARDY!" I mentally screamed for Weirdbard as I realized the stone object wasn't an image of 13 but really was my brother somehow petrified into solid rock. Talk about getting stiff and not in a good way.
I mean the nerve of him to go into the cafe and confront Victor and tell him that he knew Victor wanted to bang me? And what if the human had? It was none of 13's business anyway. And then to have Victor tell me about it in front of Jubilee and anyone else in cafe that was listening in? And then Victor just had to make sure I knew he had no feelings for me in that way? He almost seemed horrified by the idea!
I could have just crawled under a rock and died!
So I decided I was going to have it out with my brother once and FOR ALL! I went to his house and knocked on the door but he didn't answer. I knew the little sot was in there because I could 'feel' him inside, even if it was ever so faint so I kicked open the door and entered even though he didn't open the door or tell me to come in. Normally I would be respectful of his privacy but damn it, he wasn't respectful of mine!
"Come out you little shit!" I yelled as I entered the house. "I know you are here and I'm going to... I'm going to... Okay! So I don't know what I'm going to do to you but it'll be unpleasant!"
Nothing in the living room... Which surprisingly was actually very tastefully decorated. I didn't know 13 had any taste in him.
Nothing in the dining room either. Also very tastefully decorated. Maybe 13 had finally found himself a decent girlfriend and she had helped with the decorating? It certainly didn't look as if 13 had done it himself.
Finally, I kicked the door open to his bedroom. The last place I wanted to go but I checked everywhere else in the house and didn't find him. Probably was hiding in his closet, I reasoned.
There on the bed covered in wine colored satin sheets lay a stone image of my obnoxious brother in his imp form. A television in the room was playing over and over in a loop a particularly vulgar porno scene.
"Big joke brother!" I shouted at the ceiling of the room, certain that 13 was playing one of his gross jokes on me. Walking over to the closet I ignored the statue of 13 lying on the bed propped up as if it was watching the scenes on the TV and ripped open the closet doors. Nothing.
"Where are you hiding?" I shouted as I tried to ignore the moaning and groaning noises coming from the TV.
Finally I couldn't take the racket any longer and looked for the remote to the TV to shut it off. Not finding it on the bedside table in the room or on the floor, I finally looked at the stone figure on the bed and noticed it was in one of it's hands, I ignored where the other hand was located. The remote was clutched tightly as a matter of fact in the hand...With the clawed thumb of the hand pushing down on the repeat button.
"How did you make the stone hand clutch the remote and press the button like that 13?" I asked interested enough to forget my anger at 13 for a moment.
There was no answer from the room.
Suddenly I felt an icy feeling in the pit of my stomach and examined the stone image of the imp in the bed closer.
There was no mistaking the lustful leer on the face or the glazed look in the stone eyes.
"13?" I asked but the stone image couldn't answer me.
"BARDY!" I mentally screamed for Weirdbard as I realized the stone object wasn't an image of 13 but really was my brother somehow petrified into solid rock. Talk about getting stiff and not in a good way.