NINA: *comes through swatting at random people* That's ENOUGH! Markie's trying to sleep, and I am NOT cleaning this up, so somebody ELSE better have a few plans! *Gives Teh Nina Glare of Evil Death (TM) to all other characters*
WILSON: . . . running around naked in private is a completely different thing, KT.
ANTHONY: *sighs and starts undressing kids, leaving them in their underwear* This stuff's gonna have to go in the wash . . .
EVAN: *starts collecting bits and pieces of clothing to rinse in the sink before putting them in the washer* Um . . . do we even have a washer and dryer?
NINA: *to Li'l Angel* Come on, sweetheart. Let's get you in the tub.
The Corpse of Adam Pascal notices Collins #2
. "OH MY GOD!" he squeals, clutching his hand over his heart, or where his heart would be assuming he still had one. "How long have you been standing there?"
Hedwig smiles, squeezing Frank's hand. "Yeah, I guess so, but when you really think about it, we're pretty much all just worthless bums wandering around slowly with no purpose.It's just that some of us are more...sexy...than others.
Little Collins sends a death Glare in Roger's direction. "You evil person! Why did you throw lasagna at Angel? And by the way... your 'rocker hair' wasn't even that sexy to begin with!!"
Mark closes his eyes, trying to picture Detective Green in a Dorothy Costume and then starts giggling like a little girl.
MARILYN MANSON: *drops in front of Frank and Hedwig* ((BTW, do with him what you will ^_^))
NINA: Tommy, that's ENOUGH. Angel, sweetheart, let's get you in the tub. Tommy, you too.
ANGEL: *kisses Markie happily*
"Ahh, I love onion rings!" Cha-Cha cries excitedly. "Oh my God, Amazing Grace makes the BEST onion rings on Friday nights." She giggles happily, and then pauses. "Oh. Uh... on the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... six queens a bitchin', FIVE ONION RINGS!! Four new movies, three boxes of Cap'n Crunch, two rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!"
Roger opens his mouth stupidly and points around between Little Angel and Little Collins. "But I didn't-- she went and-- I mean, he went and-- look, I didn't do that on purpose, okay! And even though you're going to be gay unless you already are, I'd still find it disturbing if YOU thought my hair was sexy. I don't want YOU to think my hair is sexy. There have only been three people in my life who I've ever wanted to think that." He glances ashamedly at Nina, and then points swiftly at Li'l Collins. "He started it."
"Only a little. But it's not like you don't like to do it. I found some of your baby photos in your room," KT says. "Although... I think earlier before we started making out on the couch for the millionth time, I saw a miniature you running around naked anyway..."
Green is in deep concentration, when he hears Mark snickering at him. He opens an eye. "Stop laughing! ... I played the Lion one time back in elementary school when we had a mandatory Wizard of Oz show. Now, I think it's only gonna work if you concentrate and say it with me."
"True," Frank muses. "Definitely some are more sexy. But I am not a bum, thank you." His eyes then suddenly widen and then fill with fury as Marilyn Manson suddenly appears. "YOU! Damn, we didn't even have time to get all the supplies!" He thinks quick on his feet and then pulls out a stake and tries to see if he can get rid of Marilyn Buffy-the-Vampire-Slayer style.
: *smirk* For,like,...4 minutes!
EVAN: *is cleaning up the mess* There's a washing machine over there...*points to a corner*
COLLINS: *laughs at Cha Cha's little out burst* On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me...seven 'Merry Christmas bitches',six queens a bitchin',FIIIVE ONION RIIINGS! Four new movies,three Cap'n Crunch boxes,two rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!
***THE FIRE ESCAPE***
ANGEL: *hears Cha Cha and Collins singing* Oooo! I love this song!
LITTLE ANGEL: Ok,Aunt Nina. *follows Nina* It's alright,Tommy. He didn't mean it. *turns back to Roger* It's ok Uncle Roger,I forgive you! *smiles* Baths can be fun anyways! 'Specially if they got bubbles!
Mark bites his tongue. "Sorry...I was just picturing you in a Dorothy costume...it was really cute!"
"Hold on!" Hedwig says, reaching into her back pocket. "I might be able to help." And with that she pulls out a Paris Hilton CD. "Sorry it isn't Lindsay Lohan, but it's the best I can do under the circumstances."
Little Collins sticks his tongue out at Roger before following Nina and little Angel to the bathroom.
April hears this and pauses to listen to Cha-Cha and Collins sing. "Hey! Those ain't the words! Although I think I like these more..."
"On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... eight Miss Flawless crowds, seven 'Merry Christmas bitches', six queens a bitchin, FIIIVE ONION RIIINGS!" Cha-Cha goes on, doing a twirl. "Four new movies, three Cap'n crunch boxes, two rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!"
Green snorts. "Really? I dunno how that'd go along. Especially that hair... I think I'll leave that to Judy Garland."
"That works!" Frank says, nodding at Hedwig happily, "That skanky ho is just as bad. I want to rip out those fake blonde extensions from her dumb heiress head. But for now, she'll have to wait. Mmm, now we need a CD player so we can put on that horrid 'Stars are Blind'. More like 'Ears Went Deaf'."
Roger waves awkwardly at Little Angel and then sticks his tongue back at Little Collins. "Yeah, yeah... I'll get you," he says, reaching for a glob of mashed potatoes and stuffing it in his mouth.
NINA: Roger, if you want to act like a five-year-old, I can stand you in the corner. Or get somebody to spank you. Someone who WON'T let you get any kind of gratification out of it. Like . . . my mom.
WILSON: Yeah, but - that was when I was a KID! I mean, come on. You said it yourself, I don't usually "parade" anywhere . . . not that you'd mind it if I did.
MARILYN MANSON: *eyes bulge in terror. He screams/squeals/yells (whatever is most appropriate, as the mun thinks MM is ugly as fuck and has NO desire to see anything he's been in) and tries to run away*
COLLINS: On the ninth day of Chirstmas my true love gave to me... nine drag queens dancing,eight Miss Flawless crowds, seven 'Merry Christmas bitches', six queens a bitchin', FIIIVE ONION RIIIINGS, four new movies, three Cap'n Crunch boxes,two rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!
"But Judy Garland isn't NEAR anywhere as sexy as you are!" Mark pouts.
"Well today, Frank, is your lucky day! I came prepared!" Hedwig grins, reaching into her purse and pulling out a CD player. "Here ya go!"
Little Collins tears his clothes off and starts running around the bathroom. "Wooooohooooo!!!!"
: *shakes his head,snickering* Really...the ROOF of all places!
LITTLE ANGEL: *laughs*
*Little do the bohemians know that Richard Gomez is stalking them from afar....* ;)
Roger gasps in horror. "Eww, no! That's not cool! I don't wanna be spanked by your mom, and I'm not acting like a five year old! That's just gross. I wouldn't even want Mrs. Cohen on me. So cut it out. Although... actually, I wouldn't mind being spanked by Shiloh Jolie-Pitt's mom..."
"That's good to know," Green smiles. "'Cause otherwise, I wouldn't let you watch any of her films again. Now let's get outta here." He grips Mark's hands tighter and starts tapping his heels together again. "There's no place like home!" And magically, they land back in the loft. Well, the bathroom where Lil Collins and Little Angel and Nina are, but close enough....
Frank grabs Marilyn by the shoulder roughly. "Oh no you don't! First, you're going to SUFFER, and then, you're going to DIE, mister." He then pulls a boombox out of nowhere, and sticks in Paris Hilton's CD. "Here, love, take these," he says, handing Hedwig some ear plugs. "It hasn't started yet, and I feel my ears bleeding already."
Cha-Cha grabs Collins's arm and starts do-si-do-ing with him. "On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... ten thousand dollars, nine drag queens dancing, eight Miss Flawless crowds, seven 'Merry Christmas bitches', six queens a bitchin', FIIIVE ONION RIIIINGS! Four new movies, three Cap'n Crunch boxes,two rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!"
"No, you don't normally, but it's sure not like you're ashamed of anything." KT points out. "If you had to go parade around naked, I don't doubt that you would."
((Richard Gomez, YAY! I mean... nay. Bad man... bad man...))
COLLINS: *is having fun do-si-do-ing with Cha Cha* On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me: 11 cowbells ringing,10 thousand dollars, 9 drag queens dancing, 8 Miss Flawless crowds, 7 'Merry Christmas bitches', 6 queens a bitchin', FIIIVE ONION RIIIINGS!!!!!! 4 new movies, 3 Cap'n Crunch boxes,2 rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!
LITTLE ANGEL: *waves to Green and Mark* Hi!
RICHARD: *has made it into the kitchen and is eyeing at the turkey as if it were his prey. Is speaking quietly to himself* Now,what shall I cut first? Leg or breast?
Happy to be back home, Mark begings kissing Detective Green with extreme passion, completely ignoring the fact that there were children in the room.
Hedwig puts in the earplugs, bracing herself for the Paris Hilton CD.
Little Collins, deciding it would be fun to mimic Mark, tries to kiss little Angel
LITTLE ANGEL: *doesn't know what to do since he's never been kissed before. He kisses Little Collins back,forgetting about the cootie factor for a second.*
ooc: where the bleeding hell IS everybody?!?!
((OOC: No freakin' clue...))
((I think we're all just busy with finals. That's what I was doing this whole week))
Cha-Cha changes directions and starts do-si-doing the other way. "On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me: 12 choirs singing, 11 cowbells ringing,10 thousand dollars, 9 drag queens dancing, 8 Miss Flawless crowns, 7 'Merry Christmas bitches', 6 queens a bitchin', FIIIVE ONION RIIIINGS!!!!!! 4 new movies, 3 Cap'n Crunch boxes,2 rollerblades, and a bottle of AZT!" She twirls around and cries, "WHEEEE!" before pouting. "Aww. Now it's all over!"
Green is completely oblivious to the fact that he is making out with Mark in a bathroom containing young impressionable children, and continues to kiss Mark while his hands roam all over.
Frank sticks in his own earplugs, bites his tongue, and then pushes 'play'. The screeching sound of Paris Hilton "singing" fills the Wal-Mart parking lot, causing many stupid teenyboppers to exclaim, "OMIGOD I LOVE THIS SONG!" Frank sees their excitement and lipreads that they are singing along, and looks furious. "Why do you ignorant imbeciles LISTEN to this GARBAGE?"
Roger turns around and stares at Richard Gomez eyeing the turkey. "Hey, where'd you come from? Nevermind that..." He quickly runs over toward the turkey and shoves Richard. "Get away from my turkey!"
((Finals are evil....))
: *decides to go free lobsters from the nearest Red Lobster. Disappears.*
COLLINS: Haha! That was fun!
ANGEL: *comes back into the loft* That was wonderful,you two! *hugs them both*
RICHARD: *narrows his eyes into dangerous,glittering slits. He lunges at Roger and yanks his head back by his precious rocker hair and poises the knife at his throat. He gives a wolfish grin and hisses in a low,soft voice:* Well, I guess I'll just have to carve you up instead...shit! *hears someone coming and backs off*
ANGEL: *comes into the kitchen and gasps* COUSIN MIGUEL!!!
ANGEL: *rushes up to him and wraps her arms around him in a huge hug*
ANGEL: What was that? *pulls back to look at him*
RICHARD: Oh nothing...*forces a smile*
ooc: I have finals after christmas X(
Little Collins stands, watching Mark and Detective Green for a bit before going and doing the same thing to Little Angel.
Hedwig clings to Frank's arm, looking absolutely terrified. "I can still hear it!" she whispers.
((OOC: I'm so sorry! *hands you a cookie))
LITTLE ANGEL: *does the same to Little Collins* It's fun being grown up!
((Ugh. *hands brownie* That would ruin my holiday break. Also, I'm going to Paris today, and I won't be back until next Wednesday, the 3rd. So I'll see you guys then!))
Roger's eyes widen, hunching back against the corner, still frightened of Richard. "WTF, man?" Roger cries as Angel goes and hugs Richard, and actually speaking out net-chat because Roger is weird like that. "Angel, don't tell me that turkey-stealing psychomaniac freak is your cousin!"
Frank strokes Hedwig's arm. "I'm sorry, darling... I don't know how to get the bloody thing to stop! Although... maybe we could just leave him here to rot with Paris Hilton and we could escape. I can tie him up with my bondage rope!" Frank pulls said rope out and ties Marilyn to a handicap parking sign. "I feel like we should just find the knife and get it over with."
Green's eyes open a little from sudden surprise at how amazing Mark is, and catches Lil' Angel and Lil' Collins. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, kids," he says, breaking his lips away from Mark but still holding onto him in various places. "You gotta stop doing that. You're too young. Damn. I didn't know we landed in the bathroom..."