NINA: Li'l Collins hit Li'l Mark over the head with Roger's guitar, and I think Li'l Mark has a concussion and he's not waking up!!!
*Angel and Collins magically appear back in the loft*
COLLINS: Holy shit!
ANGEL: Oh my god! What happened??
LITTLE ANGEL: *cries*
((Richard and Evan will appear in my next post...I gotta go to class right now))
MOLLY: Shit that's bad! *runs back into bedroom and starts searching for clothes* *whispers* Where is it? *finally finds her shirt under a desk by the bed* Aha! *goes to stand up and whacks her head on the desk and squeals loud enough to probably wake up Evan*
**A MIMI CLONE APPEARS*
MIMI CLONE: Huh? Where am I? Who are all of these people? *spots Angel* Angel! *runs over to Angel* Oh my god! I'm so confused? Who are all of these people? Where are we? What happened to that kid? Who is this guy you're standing with ?I'm confused, but I'm so glad to see you baby! *kisses Angel passionately*
((Heehee! Yes...this Mimi is from MY fic universe))
EVAN: *whips out cell phone* Hello,911? .......I'm on hold!
COLLINS: That's my line...
JESSE: Mine too...
RICHARD: *to Evan* That's because you dialed 411,smart one.
EVAN: Oh. hehehe...*blushes and dials the right number*
COLLINS/MIMI: *to the Mimi clone* What the-?
ANGEL: *cannot answer Mimi's questions because of the passionate lip lock she has engaged her into*
MIMI: *relinquishes Angel from the lip lock* Damn you're a good kisser! *wraps arm around Angel's waist and turns to Collins* Hi! I'm Mimi, Angel's girlfriend. And you are...?
((This could get interesting!))
THE VOICE OF NINA-MUN: *heals Li'l Mark*
LI'L MARK: *opens his cute li'l eyes and sees Richard* Daddy?
ANGEL: *squeaks and pulls away from Mimi* Mimichica, what are you DOING? I'm with MARKIE, remember?
MARKIE: *stares in astonishment* Wh- You - I - we - you - when - what the?
((Wrong Angel Nina. Mimi was kissing Heather's Angel))
ANGEL: *has mysteriously traded places with Heather's Angel ^_~*
(Okay, okay, I'm kidding, I'm kidding. But it sounded like fun!)
RICHARD: Hey, babe . . . you seem awfully . . . distracted. *runs a hand through Emmy's hair*
((Did you not notice Molly's squealing which was loud enough to wake the soundest sleeper. Question: How angry can the Richard Clone get? And no you did not trade places with Heather's Angel! I specifically wanted it to be Heather's Angel!))
((eep! Sorry! And I told you . . . it was a JOKE, Emmy, chill! As for Richard . . . he's not gonna kill you, but beyond that . . . I can't say much.))
EVAN: *has been busy scrambling out of the bed to hurry to Molly's rescue* Sweetheart . . . what should I do?
RICHARD: *raises an amused eyebrow* Cat got your tongue?
ANGEL: Chica...are you feeling okay? *feels her forehead*
EMMY: I've just been thinking about something. We don't actually know each other very well and I'm not sure I'm ready to go this far with a man I've only just met. You know what I mean?
MOLLY: *sniffles a little and holds her head in pain* Nothing...it just REALLY hurt! *notices Evan's...state of undress and giggles* Evan!*hands him a sheet to wrap about himself* Here ya go darling. *gets up from the floor and sits on the bed* There had been a commotion going on outside, but it sounds like that's over with. Do you want to go back out there or stay in here?
((Awww! He called her sweetheart! That's so sweet!))
RICHARD: Absolutely. We can slow down, I understand. *Offers Emmy his shirt, since hers is pretty much ruined, and kisses the side of her neck*
EVAN: *ignores the sheet, because Molly is hurt and this is the pressing matter* Do you need ice? A heat pack? Should I get you a lime to rub on your forehead? ((random but true: this helps. It also works on migraines.))
NINA: *is happy. Cuddles with Richard Gomez and Evan.*
EMMY: I'm so glad you understand. *takes his shirt and and slips into it* Thanks. *turns his face and kisses him softly*
MOLLY: *is still in pain, but it's subsiding* I think I'll be ok. It just hurt like the shiznit's to begin with, but I'll be ok. However, I do think a kiss might make the pain go away faster. *hopeful*
MIMI: What are you talking about? I feel fine. I'm a little confused as to where we are, but that doesn't matter. *gets upset* What's wrong Angel? *to Collins* Yes, I'm Angel's girlfriend. We've been dating for two years. Are you a friend of Angel's from work? *brow wrinkles because she is honestly confused*
((BTW, my Mimi is only seventeen. Thought I'd just point that out))