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((To be continued In another post, I ran out of room sweatdrop ))
And, at Cheerful's idea, and boredom, I wrote the Presidental Conspiracy:
Megan was laying on the couch, absentmindedly staring at the TV, when suddenly, the news with a 'Special Report' flashed on the screen. The TV reporter spoke,
"Big news! Daron Malakian nominated for President. He is running against...Hillary Clinton."
Megan stared at the TV, blinked and immediatly screamed,
"What the hell!? Daron?! System of a Down's Daron?! This, I have got to see!" She then ran down to the Light Rail station and bought a ticket to DC. It was only a 40 minute train ride, and, she would travel all around the world to see Daron! When she arrived in DC, the streets were filled with people. Some were holding signs with presidental slogans, others with the canidate's face... and some signs had stupid random stuff on it. Megan looked over to the stage. Surronding it were body guards, reporters, and cameramen. Then, on the stage, she saw Hillary Clinton at one podium, and Daron at another. Megan caught a glimpse at Serj, Shavo, and John, who were backstage, cheering him on. Megan looked at Daron and tilted her head...
Wow. He looks strange in a suit and tie.
She thought to herself. Then, an old guy appeared on stage. He raised his hands and said,
"Let the presidental speeches begin. Canidate one...Hillary Clinton, you may speak first."
Hillary smiled and began to speak. Then, someone threw a beer bottle at her.
"Shut the hell up, you old windbag! Let the true genius talk!" The whole crowd erupted into screams, and a riot broke out. People began hitting eachother, cussing eachother out, and even smacking people with their signs. Then, the police stepped in, with the rubber bullets and tear gas. Megan, not wanting to be gassed, jumped onto the stage and dashed backstage. She ran, then slammed into somebody. Dazed, she looked up and saw Serj. Shavo and John were standing behind him.
"What's wrong, kid? You look like you've just escaped death!" Serj asked. Megan stood up and brushed herself off.
"No, not death, but rubber bullets and tear gas. I bolted, trying to escape by jumping on the stage, and then, slamming into you. I'm sorry, by the way."
Serj smiled.
"It's ok. You didn't mean to. You were trying to escape the unnescessary force those pigs are using."
Megan nodded.
"And, I have one question," Megan asked, "Why is Daron running for president? He dosen't seem like the 'presidental type'"
Shavo gave me a goofy smile.
"I don't know, but, he sure would be one messed up president. Imagine a whole world where drugs are legal. And, I mean all drugs."
Serj rolled his eyes,
"She asked 'why', not, 'what if'. Anyway, he was so pissed at the state of this country, that he one day says,
'Hey, what the hell! I'm a legal US citizen, and stuff. I'll run for president!' And, that is why we're here today."
John then said,
"Hey! Come on! Daron is getting ready to make his speech! We can't miss this!"
Shavo ran over to the edge of the curtains, eager to hear Daron's speech, while Serj walked next to me.
"So, what's your name, kid?" He asked.
"My name is Megan, and I already know who you guys are! System of a Down. You're Serj, and John and Shavo are waiting to hear Daron's speech!" Serj nodded.
"Yes, that's right. Now, let's watch this speech."
Shavo interrupted,
"Prepare to laugh your a** off!"
Then, Daron began his speech.
"Hello, people of the United States. First off, I am ******** pissed at the state of this country! So, I really want to make this country...great. So, um, yeah." The whole crowd burst into cheers as if he had just made the greatest speech this nation has ever seen. Then, an interviewer raised his hand to speak.
"Mr. Malakian, what do you plan to do if you win the election?"
Daron blinked at the question,
"First, don't call me 'Mr. Malakian'! My name is DARON! And, second, um, I dunno, do the a** Dance in celebration?" When he said this, the crowd was filled with more cheers, and some women threw their undergarments on the stage. He walked off the podium and picked up a pink thong with a bow on it.
"Who threw this?! Because, you aren't getting it back!" He said, putting it in his pocket and walked back to the podium. The interviewer then asked,
"What laws do you intend to pass?"
Daron's face filled with a goofy smile.
"Drugs. Because, this country is full of sick people who need them. Like me. I'm sick, sick of having all these drugs being illegal! Drugs made me what I am today. And, everyone loves me! You're just jealous of me!"
There was another booming cheer from the audience. Then, someone said,
"Shut up, Daron. You make no ******** sense."
Daron's eyes widened, and he walked off the podium.
"Excuse me, will whoever said that come up on the stage...?"
Then, some guy walked up on the stage. Daron walked over, and punched the guy in the jaw, knocking him backwards off the stage. Then, Daron ripped off his tie, shirt, pants, boxers, and shoes, and threw them into the audience. A riot broke out, and he walked back over to his podium.
Part 2 >.>
Daron, finished his speech, and walked backstage. Shavo was on the ground, laughing himself to tears. Daron stood there, with a proud, if not somewhat conceited air,
"So, how did I do? ...And, who the hell is this?" He said, looking at Megan suspiciously. Megan looked down and blushed when Daron spoke to her.
"Oh, her name is Megan. She ran backstage when the cops started gassing the crowd." Serj said, speaking in her defense. Daron's raised his eyebrow,
"So, you're the girl who jumped on the stage and ran past me. I thought you were like all the fangirls, and would jump on me and start violating...But, when you dashed passed I thought, 'Maybe she is trying to find my boxers backstage and sell them on eBay'." He said with a smirk. Megan smiled and looked up.
"Well, after the cops brought out that nerve gas, I bolted. I didn't want to be anywhere near those canisters. So, I jumped onto the stage, and dashed backstage. I was sort of paranoid at the moment, so, I just did the first thing that came to my mind. Then, I run, and...literally...run into Serj. I then fell backwards, and...here I am now!" Megan said, explaining the whole story. Daron chuckled and asked,
"That explains why you're backstage...but, why are you in DC? Do you live here or something?" Megan sighed,
"No, I don't. I live only...maybe 30-50 miles away from here. It was only a 40 minute trip on the Light-Rail. And, when I heard that Daron was going to be giving a speech for his presidental canidacy, I thought, 'I can't miss this!' So, I came here, and then, that is why I'm here today." Serj smiled,
"It's amazing. I've just met you, and I actually like you. Simply put, you're not like those annoying little sluts that would sell their limbs just to sleep with us," Daron snickered.
"And, you haven't jumped on me...yet," he said playfully. Megan laughed and the Daron asked an odd question,
"Megan, I know we have just met and all, but, would you like to come with me and the guys. You can travel around the country with us and help spread the word of Daron for President." Megan thought her heart would explode with joy,
"You...really mean it? But...why?" Daron laughed,
"Because, what are the chances we'll find another person like you? Most fans we meet, make total asses of themselves trying to impress us, but, you...You were yourself, and that impressed us." Megan blinked,
"Wow...that was so...deep, Daron..." Daron smiled proudly,
"Yeah...I guess it was! So, do you want to come with us?" Megan grinned.
"Of course I do! This is going to be so cool!" Shavo interjected,
"Let's hope she can cook. I'm tired of ramen noodles."
Part 3...And Introducing...Cheerful! (As Stephanie!)
ON THE ROAD! Next Stop...Detroit!
Meanwhile...
Stephanie eagerly jumps up and down when she saw the headline on the news. Daron Malakian running for US President. She was so excited. She packed her bags and booked a flight and hotel...
"Next stop...Detroit! Here I come!"
...On the tour bus...
Megan was so happy to be on the tour bus...with her favorite band. Her senses and insides were spinning. To celebrate, she promised to cook the whole band dinner once they arrived at the hotel. Once they had arrived and dragged all their luggage up to the room, Megan sat on the ground and began pawwing through a cook book. She sighed and thought,
"Maybe I should just cook them their favorites." Just then, she heard light music coming from the next hotel room. Megan sighed, put the cookbook down, and walked into the living room. Daron and Shavo were rearranging the hotel furniture. She looked at the two.
"I'm...lost at what to cook...So, you guys can just order out. I was too overzealous when it came to preparing a meal for 5 people... It is just too much."
Daron looked at her.
"Don't worry. We'll just get some carry-out...But, in the meantime, help me move this sofa." Megan looked at him quizically,
"Um...why?" Daron laughed,
"It is fun to move furniture, just to confuse room service." Just then, there was a knock at the door. Megan sighed,
"You go on, I'll get the door." Megan walked into the little entrance room, quite bare except for a coat rack and a painting. Megan opened the door and a girl, older then her, but still somewhat young, stood before her.
"What is all the noise? Are you redecorating or something? It is so loud!" Megan fidgeted,
"Well, we were...I mean..."
"Megan!" Daron interrupted, "I need a little help. Shavo dropped the sofa on his...Oh, Hello person..."
The girl just stood there, mouth agape.
"Is...that...Is that who I think that is?" the girl stuttered. Megan looked at her...
"Um...are you ok?" The girl just stood there. Then, she snapped,
"OMIGOD!! IT'S DARON! YOU'RE SO HOT!" The hallway echoed with a fangirlish scream.
Daron smiled,
"Omigod! It's a fangirl!" Daron ran inside the hotel room, and brought out one of his socks. He gave the sock to the girl.
"Happy now?" Daron asked, looking at her. The girl squealed.
"Omigod! Ok...ok...calm down. Anyway...My name is Stephanie! I am in the hotel room right next door." She said clutching the sock to her chest.
Part 4....Introducing, Wasulove, as Caitlin, the Hotel Room Cleaner xD
"Ok...Stephanie...well, um, do you want to like, join us for dinner?" Megan asked her, and Daron nodded in reluctant agreement. Stephanie jumped up and down, then steadied herself,
"Yes! That would be great. I'd love it! " Megan dashes over to the room service phone.
Meanwhile...In the Hotel Lobby:
A nervous looking girl was being briefed by an older man with a combover,concierge hat upon is head, and an odd looking jumpsuit.
"Ok, Caitlin! This is your first day of working here, so, we'll just have you running errands as room service and cleaning the rooms. Go over there...and wait by the phones. If somebody calls with a request, you will make, order, or whatever, then bring it up to the them. Any tips you can keep for yourself," The man said quickly, "Any questions?"
Caitlin fidgeted and nodded her head, then spoke up,
"Um...Why do we have to wear these weird little hats?" She asked, pointing on her head. The man's face flushed red...with either anger or embarresment.
"That isn't important." Just then, the room service phone began ringing. The hotel manager glared,
"Don't mess this up..." he said in a menacing tone.
"Bite me," she muttered under her breath, before proceeding to pick up the phone,
"Hello, this is Room Service. My name is Caitlin. How may I be of service?"
Megan turned to the people in the room,
"Um...what do you people want?" Caitlin drummed her fingers on the counter as she heard various voices shout something, which was completely inaudible over the phoneline. Megan turned to the phone,
"Uh, I guess you could bring up some Chinese food? Er...Noodles and rice, would be fine, thank you," She said. Caitlin took out a notepad and jotted down the request.
"Your request shall be brought up within 10-to-15 minutes." Megan hung up the phone.
"It should be up in ten..." She was interrupted by a knock at the door. Megan went over and opened it, and, standing there was a girl, presumably Caitlin, holding a brown paper.
"Um, yes. Here is your order. That will be $9.57." she said, as Megan dug through her pockets, she sighed,
"Please hold on." Megan said as she ran into the other room. Caitlin heard,
"Does anyone have $9.57? I'm broke!"
"Um...sure. Here."
"Thanks, Shavo."
Caitlin's heart stopped. Her head spinning.
Shavo? The Shavo? From System? In this hotel? I guess this job isn't going to suck as much a** as I thought it would, she thought to herself, Cleaning his room, maybe getting a little 'souviner'...this is going to be cool! Then, Megan walked back to the door and handed Caitlin the $10 bill and took the bag, and carried it inside the room.
Part 5: The Plot's Unfolding! =D
"This is so cool!" Stephanie said while Megan was trying to serve the Chinese food. Daron grinned.
"I think, we should all play Twister! Because, we hardly ever bring along girls with us on tour...with the exception of those slutty groupies." He rushed into the bedroom and came out carrying a Twister box. Megan stared,
"Um, you carry around...Twister?" she asked.
"Of course! I'm always prepared!" He said cheerfully.
"Is that why you always have a bag filled with exotic and erotic sex toys?" Shavo asked with a grin. Daron smacked him,
"Shut the hell up! That's my secret!" he said, opening the box of Twister after smacking poor Shavo. Then, there was another knock at the door. This time, Shavo was the one to answer it. Caitlin stood there, her face flushed red as soon as their eyes met.
"Um...Hi..." Shavo said akwardly.
Part 6: OH! The Drama. ~Shivers~
Caitlin looked up into his eyes. She amazingly kept her cool, while her mind raced at all the things she wanted say and do, but, she didn't dare say these things aloud. Caitlin struggled to sound normal as she spoke,
"Um...I'm just here...to deliver some towels...yeah...here..." she said, handing a stack of folded white towels to Shavo. He smiled,
"Thanks..." Shavo was cut off from a crash in the other room.
"OW!! DARON!! You stepped on my hair!" Megan shouted, falling over on the Twister map. Caitlin turned to look behind Shavo and laughed when she saw Daron, Megan, and Stephanie dysfunctionally playing Twister. Shavo looked down at her,
"Yeah, they're crazy as hell. Don't be suprised if you see the furniture rearranged," Shavo said with a goofy smile. Caitlin smiled back,
"I can see that...Well, bye..." Caitlin said shyly.
"Bye, cutie." Shavo said with a wink, then shutting the door. Caitlin fangirl feelings welled up inside her. She ran into a nearby public bathroom, and couldn't contain herself,
"OMIGOD!! I TALKED WITH SHAVO!! He called me 'cutie' and winked at me!! Could...could this mean...?" She said, practically jumping up and down.
"My dreams, realized!"
Part 7: =D Oh, The Romance. <3
DETROIT! Presidental Debate #2
As soon as we woke up, apparently, we passed out on the floor, we rushed to get dressed, and all of us ran out of the hotel room, but, unluckily ran into interviewers. Daron picked one woman, and then told her she can ask one question.
"...These three girls, that are tagging along with you...are you romantically involved with either of them?" she asked. Daron's eyebrows shot up,
"What the ********?! Do I look like a *****?! These girls are half my ******** age!!" He said, shocked at the question. Then the reporter was curious,
"Then...who are they?" Daron thought for a few seconds, then made up something,
"They're my adopted children from...Australia?...Yeah, that place. Now, out of my way! I need to get to the Presidental Speech thing!"
He shoved her out of the way, and within minutes, All of us were backstage, while Daron stood on stage. Hillary Clinton shot Daron the meanest looks. And, after about 5 minutes, the speeches started. Hillary Clinton spoke her first words of her speech,
"First, this needs to be said. Free thinkers are dangerous..."
The crowd filled with boos and hisses as a rain of beer bottles and old food fell upon her head. She stormed off the stage, angered and humiliated, as Daron approached the podium. Daron stands behind the podium, and does what Richard Nixon did with his hands. whee As he did, the crowd erupted into cheers as people threw flowers on the stage. Daron smiled and walked behind the curtains.
"Hell yes! Another awesome speech! Next, we go to Chicago! And, you two girls, Stephanie, and, Caitlin, you can tag along! This just gets better and better!" The two girls began jumping up and down in joy.
"To Chicago!" Stephanie and Caitlin cried in unison.
Part 8: Introducing Carlie and Alex, as a fangirl that works at Chik-fil-a and a fanboy, Kevin as my friend, Salog as some guy =D Kate as my friend, and Kedin as Daron's presidental assistant. ~Deep Breath~ That was a mouthfull! <3
(Meanwhile at Chik-fil-a)
"Carlie! You gotta work harder then that! Be the cow! Embrace it...And be more friendly to the little kids. Give them hugs and stuff." The manager said, glaring angirly at her. Carlie blinked and took off the cow mask. She sighed,
"I hate this damn costume! It's hot, sweaty and smells like a**!" she said, crossing her arms, pouting. The manager glared,
"This'll be your last chance! Now, go out there and be a happy cow!" he said, pushing her out into the resteraunt. Just then, System and their little group of girls walked in. Carlie clapped her hands together in delight.
"Omigod. It's System. And, some girls...HEY! That one girl looks familiar..." she said, but, nobody could hear her, as her voice was muffled by the cow suit. Daron stood there,
"...Um...I think that cow is staring at me...Stop...NOW! Damnit." Daron glared and folded his arms. Carlie walked over and hugged Daron, remembering what the boss said about pleasing the customers. Daron immediatly freaked.
"ACK! ******** COW!! GET THE ******** OFF ME!!" He said, kicking and punching at the cow. Carlie fell backwards and stood up, brushing the cow costume off. Megan stared at Daron and looked at Serj,
"Is...is that normal?" She asked, looking concerned. Serj nodded his head,
"For Daron? That is normal...I'm suprised he hasn't tried to beat the cow with a chair." he said, looking nervously at Daron, ready to restrain him. Then, a small Asian boy walked into the resteraunt.
"Mr...Malakian, sir? I'm...your new assistant. My name is Kedin." the boy said. Daron looked at him, and stood up,
"Oh, yeah. First, my name is DARON. Second, um...hi, I guess."
Kedin nodded and stood up, walking out to the tour bus.
Carlie looked at Kedin.
Omigod! It's...KEDIN! My boyfriend! I...I...need to... her thoughts were cut off as the band walked out the door...then her boss screamed,
"CARLIE!!"
Part 9: Planning the Presidental Concert. :3
Daron smiled as he threw a small portfolio on the table with a smile.
"Our first presidental concert, guys....and girls. we'll be playing in...Baltimore! The 1st Mariner Arena...And this is nothing strange because we've played there before." Megan smiled.
"Baltimore? That's where I'm from! That shithole is right by my hometown... And, My friends will be at that concert, for sure." She smiled and clapped her hands together with glee. Serj looked at Daron,
"What songs should we play?" Daron closed his eyes in thought.
"Um... a little bit of everything? Some songs from our Self-Titled, Toxicity, Steal this Album, Mezmerize, and Hypnotize. That way, we please the masses. Everyone gets to hear a little bit of everything." Serj closed his eyes and sighed,
"Well...we have a lot of rehearsing to do..."
TWO DAYS LATER! THE PRESIDENTAL CONCERT!
Everyone was running around and Megan stood backstage amongst the chaos. She ran into the dressing room. Daron was applying his eyeliner and the rest of the band was lounging around.
"15 minutes, guys. Good luck out there," Megan said. Daron smiled, and if somewhat smuggly said,
"We don't need it! We are naturals! We'll be fine out there." Megan smiled.
"Ok...and Daron, try not to get ...too crazy out there. The last thing we need to do is visit the ER..." Megan said jokingly. Daron rolled his eyes, and Megan left the room. Stephanie grinned,
"And...and...could you pull your pants down...PLEASE?!" Daron smiled,
"Anything for a 'friend'!" he said with a wink. Stephanie squealed. Caitlin walked over to Shavo,
"Good luck...Shavo" Caitlin said shyly. Shavo smiled,
"Thanks..."
Megan walked out of the room, and immediatly, a tall, blond boy slammed into her. He stood up, apparently scared, but, then when his eyes met mine, his face filled with suprise. Megan recognized the boy. It was Kevin, one of her best friends.
"MEGAN?! What are you doing here?!" Kevin asked, "Me and Kate got tickets to this concert, and we were bummed when you didn't returned our phone calls...Why are you here?!" Megan stood up and smiled,
"...A long story...But, to make it short...I'm kind of...on tour with System." as she said this, Kate breathlessly came from behind Kevin.
"....Sorry...I'm late...Kevin...The security guard...oh my...Megan?! You're here?" Kate stared at her. Then, Kevin looked at Kate,
"She...says she's on tour with System...Well...Prove it." Kevin said. Megan stood up and brushed herself off. Then, Daron walked out of the dressing room,
"Megan? What's wrong? I heard a crash...and...Who's this?" he said, geusturing towards wide-eyed Kevin and Kate. Megan smiled,
"Daron...this is Kate and Kevin." She pointed to them, as they stood there, wordlessly. Daron smiled,
"Nice to meet you guys. You want an autograph? Any friend of Megan is cool with me." He said. Kevin and Kate stood there, mouths agape.
"...You...you mean...you're friends...with System?!" Kevin managed to say. Megan nodded sheepishly. Kate interjected,
"...Wow...I...can't believe it." Daron looked at Megan,
"So...do you think that your friends would want to come with us? On tour?" Megan grinned and turned to her friends,
"Do you hear that?! ...Well...do you want to?" Kate and Kevin thought for a moment,
"Well...sure. We have nothing better to do..." they both said.
Daron smiled.
"It's settled then. We have two new tagalongs! ...Hooray... Well...I gotta get ready to perform now! You guys go out into there, and enjoy the show!"
PART 10: The Presidental Concert!
Kevin, Kate, and Megan walked out from the backstage and walked out into the arena. There were various people milling about, and all came to see System. After about 10 minutes of standing around...System came out on stage. The crowd burst into screams and cheers. But...Daron did something that suprised Megan, Stephanie and Caitlin. He called the girls up on stage. As soon as Megan heard her name being called to get up on stage, her face flushed bright, bright red, her legs wobbled, and her stomach hurt. Kevin and Kate, who thought it be hilarious to see her on stage, pushed her up onto the stage. Megan akwardly walked over to Daron as he spoke,
"These girls, although as strange as it may sound, have been a huge source of inspiration. We've run into them on very weird circumstances, but, it is still great to have them along with us. Everyone, make them feel loved!" The crowd burst into cheers. Caitlin and Stephanie smiled and waved at the crowd, but not Megan. She stood there, her face flushed. Then, she swooned and fell over, fainting in front of everyone. Daron attempted to cover it up as two men from the stage crew dragged her backstage, and tried to wake her up.
THREE HOURS LATER:
"...Megan? Can you hear me?" Serj asked, putting his hand to her cheek. Megan sat up, looked around, and shivered.
"...What happened? I remember going up onstage...then...nothing."
Kevin and Kate walked over to her.
"She's awake? That's a relief. You fainted onstage." Kevin said, laughing slightly. He silenced when Megan glared at him. Megan stood up uneaisily and walked over to the door of the dressing room.
"Where are the others?" Megan asked, peeking out of the dressing room. Serj shrugged,
"Probably signing autographs or something like that. I have a feeling Stephanie and Cait are with em' too...But, where is Daron's little assistant...Kedin or whatever...?"
PART 11:
MEANWHILE AT CHIKFILA:
Carlie walked into the backroom and removed the cow suit,
"Thank GOD! I'm finally on vacation! YES!" she shouted, and causually walked into the main part of the resteraunt. Kedin was sitting in a booth, absentmindedly sipping a cup of coffee. Carlie walked over and sat next to him.
"Hey, Kedin? You remember me?" Carlie said, kissing him on the cheek. Kedin turned, and his eyes filled with love and remembrance,
"Omigod! I sure as hell do! My girlfriend, Carlie! So, I finally got plane tickets and, now, I'm here, from Hawaii, visiting you!" Carlie nodded,
"I see. So...what do you wanna do?" She said, eyeing him slyly.
"I have an idea," she said, leaning over, and whispering into his ear. Kedin smiled,
"You naughty little muffin! Let's do it! I like the way you think!" Carlie, disguised in her cow suit, went into the ball pit with Kedin. Then, System and their entourage(so fancy whee ) walked into Chikfila. Then, Daron's eyes filled up with a childish gleam.
"A ball pit?! Omigod! I wanna play in it!!" he said childishly, running, then jumping into the ball pit. But, Daron accidently stepped on Carlie:
"OW! ********! That hurt!" Carlie screamed. Daron got out of the ball pit, and then, a little boy tugged on Daron's shirt.
"Excuse me, Mister? What is that boy doing to the cow?" the boy's eyes filled with curiosity. Daron smiled and patted him on the head,
"Well, son...when a man loves a woman...."
2 HOURS LATER
"...and that's where babies come from." Daron finished. The little boy's mouth was agape, his eyes wide.
"...WOW! Thanks, Mister President Man. And all this time, Mommy told me a Stork brought me to her!"
PART 12: (Introducing Sean and Alex)
Daron looked in the ball pit,
"Let's...let these guys finish their...fun...and we'll come back later." he said, walking towards the door. Once outside, Megan's ears perk up.
"SHHH! You hear that?" Surely enough, everyone heard the sound. Somebody was playing guitar, or bass. Shavo ran around a corner, and into an alley, and sure enough, there was someone sitting there, playing Mr. Jack, on his bass. As soon as Shavo ran down the alley, the person got startled and stood up.
"Who...who's there?! I got a bass, and I'm not afraid to use it..." The boy picked up his lighter and flicked it, and nearly jumped backwards when he saw who had disturbed him.
"Shavo? What...are you doing here?" the boy asked, standing up. Shavo called to the others,
"I'm in the alley!" he shouted, "Now...who are you exactly? I heard you playing your bass, and, you're actually pretty good...And I'm saying that after you were playing one of our songs! Mr. Jack?" the boy smiled proudly,
"Um...thanks and yes. My name is Sean. But, wow. I had no idea that System was in town." As he said that, the others ran into the alley.
"Shavo? What happened? Who's this?" Serj asked, almost slipping on the wet pavement. Shavo smiled,
"This is...Sean. I heard him playing his bass. The kid's got talent." Just then. we heard footsteps, and, then, a scream. Somebody grabbed Daron and ran off with him. Daron struggled, but, the kidnapper apparently did something to bound him. As the man ran off with Daron, we just stood there, dumbstruck.
"...What...the hell was that?"
PART 13: Daron-Napped! xD (Introducing Alex as...the kidnapper?! O_o)
(Meanwhile)
Daron woke up, and found himself bound by handcuffs.
"Megan? Stephanie? If this is your idea of a joke, it isn't funny!" he said, trying to break free of his bondage. Just then, from out of the darkness a young man of about 20 or so stepped out. He was holding the keys to the handcuffs, which dangled from his finger. Daron looked at him confused,
"Um...who are you?" he asked, his face half-filled with fear, and half with wonder. The man smiled,
"My name is...Alex...But that's unimportant." Daron blinked,
"Are you going to slowly torture me to a slow painful death, disembowel me, then using a penknife to remove and rearrange my internal organs, then leaving my body on the side of the freeway for animals to eat or for cars to hit?" The man stared at him,
"What the ********?! NO!! I would never do that to you. I have something else in mind for you..." Daron gulped and shivered.
"...What...are you g-going to do?" Daron asked, trying not to sound scared out of his mind. Alex smiled,
"I want to play a game. With you." as he said this, Alex walked over, and sat next to Daron, stroking his hair gently.
"Why are you so scared, love? I'm not going to hurt you..." he said, hugging Daron...well, a bit more then a hug. Alex grabbed Daron's a** with one hand, and put his other hand around him. They both fell to the ground.
PART 14:
(MEANWHILE)
"DARON? Where are you?"
Everyone looked anywhere Daron could be. They looked in every strip club, bar, and porno theater in town. And, still, no sign of Daron. Frustrated, they all went back to their hotel room.
"Where could he be? We've looked everywhere!" Megan said worriedly. Serj sighed,
"Don't fret about it...I'm sure he'll be back..." then, from the hotel room next to us, we heard...noises... Shavo blinked,
"Wow...could they be any louder?! First, someone is having it in a ball pit, now, the neighbors are having it...a little too loudly." Megan stood up and walked next door. She knocked loudly on the door and then...Alex answered it.
"...Hello? Um...what do you want?" He asked, looking at Megan. Megan's face flushed. There was no easy way to ask this question,
"Um...would you...mind...uh...having sex...a little....quieter? Please?" she asked, biting her lip. Then, she heard Daron's voice,
"Who's there? ...Megan? Is that you?" Megan blinked and ran into the room. When she ran inside, she saw Daron. He was handcuffed and laying on a sofa, naked. His bare chest covered in whipped-cream.
"Daron...erm. I'm sorry to interrupt but...we need you... Your next presidental debate is tommorrow!" Megan said, tugging on Daron's arm. She turned him over and began using a stray paperclip to pick the lock on the handcuffs. Alex walked in,
"What do you think you're doing!? He's mine! Find your own!" he said. Megan rolled her eyes,
"No. Sex has nothing to do with this. Daron has a presidental debate to prepare for... So, c'mon Daron," she said as she unlocked the handcuffs, "Put some clothes on, and hurry up! We have an hour. It starts at 8:00 AM sharp!" Daron jumped up, and immediatly began to get dressed. Alex sighed sadly. But, Megan walked over to him,
"...Maybe you can have him back...later. If you wanted him, you should've asked..." she said, knowing how ridiculous that sounded.
"Well, c'mon Daron...We have a debate to get to..."
PART 15: PRESIDENTAL DEBATE, BALTIMORE!
The third presidental debate...And, like always, Daron stood behind his podium, while everyone else sat backstage, cheering him on. Hillary, who had a smug smirk on her face, looked like she had the election won! And, she was the first to speak, and this time, nobody could throw anything at her... She stood proudly and began to speak,
"Do...We? The American People? Really want...this man to be our leader? Many of you think 'Yes' but, I know the truth! I was at his 'Presidental Concert' last night. All he did was stand on stage and yell horrific obscenities while running around without pants off!" she said, pointing an accusing finger at Daron.
"He does many drugs, and those girls who follow him...Are his hos! He whores them out to people!" she shrieked. Megan, Stephanie, and Caitlin, who were outraged by these accusations, stepped onto the stage,
"...That's...n-not true!" Megan said, attempting to overcome her stage fright,
"Sure...he says '********' alot...but, he...w-would never put us out on the corner! I'm...shocked that you would make such an accusation without any proof!!" Megan shouted. Stephanie interjected,
"Yeah, and so what if he ran around without any pants on?! I'm sure you've done it before...And if you have...Don't do it again..." Then, Caitilin added,
"If Daron is a Drug-addicted, foul-mouthed, ***** pimp...Let's see what he has to say about...you" Daron stood up and began to speak,
"Hillary! You are a gerontophile! You love to have fantasies about ******** morbidily geriatric people! And, you also slit the throats of innocent little puppies and kittens, drink their blood, then ******** their corpses with a strap-on! And you say I'm ******** up...HA!" as he said this, the crowd went into whispers. Both the accusations against both of them were pretty...extreme... Then, Daron went into his pocket and pulled out a picture.
"You see this?! This is a picture of Hillary, and what's that in her hand? Hmm...It sure looks like a crack pipe..." Hillary's face flushed bright red...she couldn't argue with the incriminating pictures. As if that wasn't enough, Daron took out a picture of Hillary and Bill Clinton having sex. The crowd gasped, and a reporter stood up,
"OMIGOD! Bill actually did Hillary?! That's...amazing!" she said, as Hillary stormed off the stage. She was getting pretty tired of being upstaged by Daron. Hillary spoke to herself,
"I guess...to win this election...I'll have to play a little dirty..."
PART 16: Hillary's Dirty Tricks...
Hillary sat in her dressing room, staring into space, her mind racing.
What could I frame Daron for? Those girls he hangs out with humiliated and upstaged me out there today! I need to get revenge on those little bitches, too. But how? she thought. Then, she had an idea.
"Polygamy? It is just crazy enough to work! I am a quite adept when it comes to manipulating the law...and people. If I could find some way to get Daron married to those girls...It would ruin him! But, that's only option one...I could also try to rub him out...quietly...A sniper...or poison? Nah...too suspicious...Or...I could try doctaring photos...The possibilties are endless!" she said to herself as a wicked smile spread across her face. She went onto her computer and, using MS Paint, made incriminating photos of Daron and put them all over the Internet.
:O The evidence of Drug-use!
The Evidence of ***** href="https://test11.gaiaonline.com/gaia/redirect.php?r=http%3A%2F%2Fi3.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fy93%2Fcuddlesrevenge%2Fdaroncen.jpg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"> Evidence of Supporting Nudism...(what a suprise rolleyes )
(Pictures by Salog <3)
Washu O_O;; By Washulove
Part 17: o.o;;
"Daron?! Look at these! They're all over the Internet and news!" she said, pointing to the screen of her laptop. Daron grabbed the computer and stared at it, dumbfounded.
"What the ********?! These things look like they were made with MS Paint! What sort of dumb ******** would buy this s**t?!" he shouted. Surely enough, many people did buy this s**t, but, some people knew that this was poorly doctored s**t and they could find better ones on the Internet(...kidding...) So, Daron, Megan, Stephanie, and Caitlin, were outraged, and, the four set out to go find Hillary...and kick her a**. She was mildly irritating at first, but her dirty tricks have gone on long enough! They've taken all her s**t, and it's time for restitution.
mad
PART 18: Restitution
They all set out to find Hillary, and, found what they were looking for suprisingly quick. She was in a dark alley, all alone...The perfect time for them to tear her limb-from-limb. Hillary, who apparentley didn't notice us, was completeley unaware. And, they were at a loss as to why she was in a dark alley. But, this was no time to ask questions. They attacked. Megan jumped out from behind a trashcan,
"Hello, b***h...Did you hvae fun with your MS Paint? Did making slanderous stick pornography of us turn you on? Really, you're a pathetic excuse for a human being...Truly a disgrace." Hillary looked at her,
"...It didn't matter. I wasn't going to win any other way! It was either play dirty or lose!" Megan looked at her, then shook her head,
"As I said before, you are a disgrace to humanity." Hillary was quite tired of Megan's little mind game. The look on her face was almost comical. She stepped towards Megan, and struck her across the face, according to plan. Then, the others jumped out. They didn't plan on her hitting anyone again. Hillary, suprised and scared, attempted to run, but slipped and fell on the wet pavement. Stephanie, Caitlin, and Megan were the first to jump on Hillary, eager to rip at her throat, though as barbaric as that sounds, would be quite satisfying to them. Stephanie was the first to speak to Hillary as the girls started to beat her,
"What the hell is your problem?! I know Daron is your enemy...but, what right do you have putting us in thos photos...making us look like whores?! And, you made them with MS Paint! b***h! If you're going to make s**t, at least make an effort to make it look good!" Megan was the next to speak,
"And...what the ******** is with your 'free drugs' picture?! Since when are crack rocks pink and blue?! And, I agree with Stephanie. And, my thoughts are, this sick, twisted manipulation gives you some kind of pleasure...What's the matter? Didn't Mommy and Daddy give you enough attention while you were growing up?" Then Caitlin spoke,
"You b***h! Why would you make a picture of Daron doing me?! It's Shavo! He's the one who is supposed to be doing me! Get it right!" Everyone froze when they heard this, particuraly Shavo,
"R-really?" Shavo asked, his eyes fixed on Caitlin. Caitlin, somewhat embarressed that she said it aloud, flushed and looked to the ground. Shavo smiled and winked,
"Maybe...We'll see..." he said, as Caitlin squealed with joy. Then, as if Hillary wasn't humiliated enough having the ******** beaten out of her by girls nearly 1/5 her age, Daron came over, and socked Hillary in the jaw. He normally never hit girls, but, Hillary...it...was the exception. After they has finished, they left her. But, Hillary was probably even more hellbent on ruining them then ever, and nothing, not even them beating the ******** out of her, would stop her. This...could get ugly...
PART 19: Things'll get ugly...
Hillary had an idea. She could kidnap one of the girls, sexually and physically inflict harm, and blame it all on Daron. It couldn't be that hard...While they slept, Hillary crept into the hotel room, bound and gagged the first girl she encountered, which happened to be Megan. Hillary picked up the girl as she kicked and scratched, but, Hillary overpowered her, because, she had bound the poor girl in ropes. Hillary got tired of her squirming, picked up a lamp, and cracked it against her skull. Then, everything went black.
Megan woke up, tied to a wall, naked. Hillary stood in front of her, smirking. The little b***h. Megan shivered,
"Hillary?! What is this for?! Why have you done this? This is an all-time low, even for you, you slimy, pathetic rodent!" she said, as she kicked and struggled in her bondage. Hillary walked over and slapped Megan,
"Shut up, you arrogant little b***h. Who's the one tied up to a wall? Who's got the whip? ...Hmm? I thought so...It's quite obvious who's in power here." Megan stared, her eyes fearful.
"What...d-do you plan to do to me?!" she asked, fearing for her life. Hillary smiled smugly.
"Hm...torture? Murder? Sexual assualt? The possibilites are endless. And...I'll blame it all on Daron." Megan blinked, and shivered with fear,
"What?! That's disgusting! But, I won't budge. ******** you, Hillary. You can do whatever to me, but, I'll die laughing. I'll move on, while you, you old witch, will be damned to the pits of Hell, where you will spend the rest of your days, rotting, and being sodomized by Satan. So, I don't really give a s**t." Megan smiled. Nothing Hillary could do was going to break her. She walked over, and smacked her again. She then took a metal pole, and impaled it through Megan's bare stomach. Luckily, it missed Megan's vital organs. It only looked bad. But, she was sly. She immediatly milked it, and, if all went according to plan, she would be free. Megan made her eyes bulge, and then, her body went limp. Hillary stood there, dumbfounded.
"I...I killed her?! Omigod!! Oh s**t!!" she said, fretting. Megan had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Hillary, fearing for her own public image, threw Megan in a burlap bag, and threw it into a nearby lake. As soon as she was gone, Megan climbed out of the bag. She stared down at the metal pole that jutted out of her stomach. Although it looked unbearably painful, it really did not hurt a bit. Megan stood up, and began to walk back to the hotel, trying to stick to the alleys, as not to be seen.
(MEANWHILE)
"Megan? Where are you?"
Daron called out as the others searched for her. They were tearing the hotel room apart, hoping this was some kind of sick joke. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Daron walked to the door, and opened the door. He stood there, mouth agape, when he saw Megan. She was naked, and her face and body were covered with small scratches and abrasions, but, the metal pole that stuck out of her abdomen is what caught his attention the most. Megan smiled and spoke calmly,
"Now, Daron...It isn't as bad as it looks...It didn't hit any organs...I'm still alive...see?" Megan said, looking Daron in the eye as she took his hand and laid it upon her chest, to show him that her heart was still beating.
PART 20 That dirty b***h!
Daron pulled his hand back, his eyes locked on the metal pole that was in her stomach. He called to the others,
"Guys? I...found Megan...I mean, she kind of came to me...Er...yeah..." he said, not taking his eyes off the pole. When they saw Megan, they were shocked. Serj spoke,
"Megan! I'm not going to let you hang out with Daron if you're going to prance around naked like him. It's not very...lady-like...er...WHOA! What the hell?! Where did that metal pole come from!?" he said, somewhat sickened. Megan winced,
"...Hillary. She kidnapped me...Stripped me, tied me to a wall, and threatened to do all sorts of horrible things to me...and blame it on Daron. Then, I got smart with her, and she shoved this pole through my stomach. Then, I played dead, she thought I was dead, and threw me in a pond. I swam out, and made my way back here. Er...The end?" she said. As she mentioned the name,'Hillary', their faces and eyes darkened.
"That dirty b***h. She dare land her filthy hands on you, Megan?!" Stephanie asked, her eyes filled with hate. Megan nodded, and Serj turned to Megan,
"The first thing we need to do is remove this pole before infection sets in..." Daron's eyes lit uo,
"I'll do it!!" he said, as he ran over and grabbed the pole, tugging on it. Megan's eyes filled with tears and pain as she clutched her stomach and fell to her knees, moaning in pain. Serj's eyes widened,
"NUMBNUTS! What the ******** is wrong with you?! You don't do that?!" he shreiked, as Daron stepped back, and Megan stood back up.
"Er...sorry..." Daron said, smiling sheepishly. Megan grabbed the pole, and twisted it, and it came free with a sickening noise. She stood there and gently fingered the ugly gash that was left behind.
"We need to get her to a hospital...If that thing gets infected, it isn't going to be pretty..." Serj said, taking out a cell phone and dialing the local hospital. Megan quickly clothed herself, while leaving the wound exposed. They got into a car and quickly drove to the hospital ER.
PART 21: The Hospital
System and everyone else walked into the ER's waiting room, while Daron and Serj helped Megan get to the receptionist's desk. The receptionist looked at the three and spoke,
"Can I help you?" she asked flatly. Daron stared at her and pointed at Megan's wound,
"What the ********, woman?! Are you blind?! She has a gaping hole in her stomach! You can see her entrails!" as he said this, the receptionist looked down, and her eyes bulged,
"ACK! We need to get you help right away!!" she said, picking up a phone and murmuring something into the reciever. Almost immediatley, two doctors rushed out into the waiting room with a strecher, threw Megan upon it, and wheeled her into the ER ward, as she waved akwardly at everyone. The receptionist then said,
"Sirs? You and your friends will have to wait out here until they bring her back out." Daron and Serj, along with everyone else, sat in the waiting room, waiting for the good...or bad news.
PART 22 Good(Or Bad) News!
Megan sat up and looked around, everyone was crowded into her room. She looked down at her stomach, where the wound was now freshly bandaged. She was still somewhat dazed. Then, Daron spoke,
"Now, back to buisness...Hillary is going to pay... with her blood. Caitlin? Stephanie? Care to join me?" he said, heading for the door. Megan's eyes widened,
"You're not going to kill her?! NO! You'll get in trouble! the manipulative media...will..." Daron smiled,
"Not, 'kill...We'll just beat her within an inch of her pathetic waste of a life." Megan looked up at them, and sighed.
"...O-Ok..." She said, reluctantly laying back down. Daron walked over and touched Megan's cheek in a comforting way,
"We'll be back, and trust me, She'll never lay her hands on you ever again," And with that, Daron, Caitlin and Stephanie walked out of the hospital room, to take care of the 'unfinished buisness'.
PART 23: The 'Unfinished Buisness'
Later That Night...
Megan woke up, and looked around the dark hospital room. Her eyes adjusted to the dim light, and she saw everyone sleeping, some in chairs, some on the floor. But, she didn't see Daron, Stephanie, or Caitlin anywhere. This worried her. She stood up and weakly stumbled towards the door. She groped in the dark to find the doorknob, and pushed her way into the dark hallway. She heard the beeping of the EKG monitors, and the eerie breathing noises of the respirators. She nervously made her way down the steps into the hospital lobby. Then, Megan recalled back to her memory. She needs to retrace the steps to find Hillary, and hopefully, the others. She remembered...an apartment. Not exactly narrowing her search down, she sat down on the marble steps of the hospital and buried her face in her hands. Just then, she heard the slapping sounds of feet hitting the pavement...Someone was runnign up to her. Megan jumped out, her stomach twinged slightly, then, she realized who it was...It was Caitlin! She was breathing heavily, had small scratches all over her, and her clothing was slightly ragged, as of she was in some sort of struggle. When she caught her breath, she began to speak,
"H-Hillary! We tried to mess her up...but...she was ready. She used sleeping gas! She...got Stephanie and Daron...I-...managed to escape...But...t-they're still there...HURRY! I'll show you," Caitlin poured out, tugging on Megan's arm frantically to show her where to go. Megan followed her, and after running for about six blocks, they came to a large apartment building. Caitlin pointed up to it,
"...They're in the...5th floor. Apartment Number...83." Megan nodded and began to walk into the building, beckoning Caitlin to follow. They both walked up the steps and made their way to the 5th floor, and walked down the narrow, dark hallway to apartment #83. When they stood in front of it, Megan grabbed a fire extinguisher from the wall and began bludgeoning the door, which was already old, weak, and splintered. After about 2 minutes, the door splintered and broke in half, giving way to the room. Inside, she saw Daron and Stephanie. They were chained to the wall, their clothing also ragged. Both of them had a look of fear on their face. Megan's face went dark. She fumbled around an picked up a long, smooth, pointed object that layed on the ground, and looked around the dim room for Hillary. She was in the kitchen, apparently sharpening knives. Megan stood in the doorway, then spoke the Hillary,
"At first...I thought your little 'jokes' were cute. An attempt to get attention...Then, they became mildly irritating...Especially after those bullshit tabloid pictures, then, I became irked when you impaled me on a metal pole...But...now...You've come to an all-time low. Using sleeping gas...What's the matter?! Couldn't take them in a fight? But, now...It comes down to this..." Megan said, her face devoid of any human emotion, while Stephanie, Caitlin and Daron looked on with curioisty and fear. Megan, who was tired of Hillary's game, took the smooth metal point and shoved it into her chest. Hillary held her chest, gasped, then fell to the ground as blood began to pool around her body. Megan shivered then, her eyes filled with tears,
"...W-What...have I done!? I...killed her..." she said, falling to her knees, knealing in the puddle of blood. Caitlin undid Stepahnie and Daron's bondage, and they both walked over, while Megan looked at Hillary. Then, Hillary's chest began to rise up and down, with shallow breaths. Megan, gasped then stood up. She smiled,
"Well, I got my revenge, and didn't kill her! Let's just leave her...and give her time to...think" She said as she walked out of the apartment, Daron, Caitlin and Stephanie followed her all the way back to the hospital.
PART 24:
Megan, Stephanie, Caitlin, and Daron walked back up to the hospital room. When they opened the door, everyone was still asleep. They didn't even notice that anything was amiss. Megan climbed into the bed while, Stephanie, Daron, and Caitlin alked off to change their clothes and wash off. Megan stared up at the ceiling, still feeling guilt about stabbing Hillary... What if I did kill her? Then, it is just going to be one downward spiral, ending with suicide...or worse... I can't let anything like that happen... she thought, her eyes blankly staring at the ceiling.
(MEANWHILE )
Hillary woke up and peered down at the metal spike that had lanced her. She stood up, somewhat weak, but, not deathly weakly.
"What was that? All I remember was a voice...then, waking up here..." she said absently, "Oh well...At least I still have my prisioners...!! OH NO!!" She shrieked as she looked into her empty living room.
"They escaped?! HOW?!" she shreiked, groping around the dark room for car keys.
"Who could've freed them?! It couldn't have been Megan...I killed her...And, the others wouldn't know to look here..." Hillary sat down and put her hand to her forehead.
"I-I need to calm down...I have another debate...Tommorrow..." she said, shuffling towards her bed.
PART 25: Another Debate?
Megan woke up to someone shaking her.
"ME-GAN?? WAKE UP! We're going to be late!" Kevin said, shaking her by her shoulders. Megan smacked him off of her and got out of bed. Serj turned to Megan,
"Are you sure you're feeling up to it? I mean, you just got over having a pole stuck in your stomach..." Megan nodded and began brushing her hair,
"It'll...be good for me to get some fresh air...not to mention the nasty shock Hillary will get when she sees me there...alive." she said with a smirk. Everyone crammed into the elevator and entered the lobby, which was crowded with noisy reporters. One stopped us and asked Daron,
"Why were you at the hospital?" she asked, shoving the microphone into Daron's face.
"Get that goddamn thing out of my face before I shove it up your a**," he said, pushing the microphone away, "And, the reason we are here is because...Hillary kidnapped Megan and shoved a metal pole into her stomach...Wanna see?" he said eagerly, pushing Megan towards the cameras.
"Thanks for getting them out of my hair, Megan," he whispered to her. Megan stood and stared at the cameras. A reporter asked,
"Where is this 'wound', Megan?" Megan lifted up her shirt, and exposed the bandaged wound. The reporter grinned,
"Will you show us your wound?" Megan rolled her eyes,
"Back off, you parasite," she said, pushing the reporters aside to get outside.
(AT THE DEBATE)
Hillary and Daron both stood at the podium. As soon as the man signalled for Daron to speak, he beckoned Megan to come on the stage. As soon as Hillary laid her eyes on Megan, her face went livid.
"Y-YOU!....I-I thought you were....I-I thought I k-killed yo..." Hillary stopped herself. The crowd, obviously understood, and began throwing things at Hillary, and booed her as two police officers 'escorted' her off the stage. Then, a short, old man came out onto the stage and spoke to the crowd,
"It's...Official! Hillary is out of the presidental race...So...that means...Daron Malakian, you're our new president!"
PART 26: All Hail President Daron 'The Stripper' Malakian.
Daron stood there, looking very confused,
"...I won? You mean...I won?!" he said, looking to the crowd, whom were cheering loudly for their new President. Then, everyone filed onto the stage. Serj, Shavo, John, Kevin, Kate, Sean, Caitlin, and Stephanie, all filed onto the stage, all to congratulate Daron on his...success. Daron, was still confused about the whole thing, stood there. Then, the reporters flooded onto the stage.
"Mr. President? What do you plan to do now?"
"Mr. President? What laws do you plan to pass?"
"What about the War in Iraq?"
"Drugs?"
"...Mr. President?!"
The reporters bombarded him with questions. Daron, who just wanted to be left alone, dived off the stage and tore through the crowd, and jumped into the tour bus, thankful to get away from the reporters.
PART 27: >_> Perverted PressConference:
When they arrived at the White House, men in black suits ushered them up to the Oval Office, where a barrage of reporters awaited them. Daron stood infront of the cameras, while the rest of us stood behind him. As Daron answered various questions for the press, Shavo reached over to Caitlin, and pinched her a**. Caitlin squealed with delight. Shavo then, grabbed her hand, and led her underneath Daron's desk.
(5 MINUTES LATER)
"...Hey! Where is Caitlin and Shavo?" Megan whispered to Serj, who turned around, just as confused. Then, Megan glanced over at the desk, which was shaking slightly. Hanging from the chair was...Caitlin's shirt...You can guess what they were doing under that desk. Megan laughed to herself,
"Was it that urgent, to do in front of cameras, broadcasting nationwide?"
Part 28: Vice President...?
After all the reporters left, Daron got a phone call.
"...Hello? ...This is him...What?! ...You're serious?! ...aw ******** NO!......Fine...Bye..." Daron slammed the phone down on the reciever.
"I got some...news. Since, I didn't run with a vice president, Hillary...is now...the vice...p-president," Daron said, "The good news is...they...did something to her...and now she shouldn't remember ever hating us...Some weird CIA s**t..." Then, Shavo and Caitlin walked in,
"What about Hillary? Is that b***h back?" Caitlin said, clenching her fist. Daron shook his head,
"No...she is the Vice-President...but, she'll have no memory of hating us...Say...where were you two?" Caitlin blushed, but Shavo spoke up,
"...Er...Playing Chess?" he said, as 'convincingly' as he could.
PART 28: Celebrating x3
Daron excitedly spilled his plans for his 'celebration of being elected' party.
"This'll be the best! We need everything to be perfect! PER-FECT! That means nothing can go wrong!" Megan looked at him,
"We're not retards. We know what perfect means...but...define what you mean by 'perfect.'" Daron took a deep breath,
"We need to have the best food, invite...people...We need a guest musical appearance...ok...no we don't...We already have one!! We're are own Musical Guest Appearance!" he said, almost to hysteria. Stephanie and Megan grabbed his shoulders, trying to calm him down. Stephanie spoke,
"Fine...Fine. We'll go out and find a caterer, while you and the band rehearse."
PART 29: PAR-TAY! whee
(That Night! >.>)
The whole day, everyone worked extremely hard in order to make this party a success, partly because...if this party sucked a**...it would reflect upon them...and Daron does not want to convey that image to the public. System was busy getting ready while the others were milling around in the foyer, greeting guests...and I mean alot of guests! Because, this party required no invitation, and, System was going to perform for free!...and System fans from all around flocked to see a free show! Stephanie turned to Megan,
"...Can you go check to see if they are ready to perform yet? I'll stay here and greet the guests." Megan nodded and went into a dark corridor, the only light was from the open door at the end of the hall, where System was getting ready. She walked over, and rapped on the door, which she had to do several times. It was hard to hear anything over the noise in the foyer.
"Guys? It's time for you to perform. Everything is all set up outside, because, mosh pits in this little building is a recipe for disaster." she said, as they filed out of the room. Daron spoke, more to the band then me,
"Remember...Mine...our public image is dependent upon this!"
Then, they all walked out to their performing area, an enthusiastic crowd cheering loudly.
Part 30:
As the walked on stage, Daron turned to Stephanie, Caitlin, and Megan.
"I want you guys to be...well, 'security'. Keep those annoying little ******** off the stage, and feel free to beat the s**t out of them if they get unruly." he said with a wink, turning away, and walking out on the stage. Daron turned to the crowd and spoke into the microphone,
"Can you people believe it? I ran for President, all as an intended joke, and, I actually win the election! Take that, Hillary! You b***h! We're going to celebrate all night until all of us are wasted, or the cops haul us away!" The crowd burst into cheers as the band started playing.
(And the band played on... >>)
The three girls stood near the stage, though nobody really tried to jump on it. Then, over the music, they heard pounding at the door. Megan and Caitlin ran to answer it while Stephanie stayed to keep an eye on the crowd. When they opened the door, two fat, bald policemen stood before them.
"...Can we help you?" Caitlin asked, looking suspiciously at them.
"Yes, you can. I've been getting reports from neighbors that some kind of riot is going on here." the policeman said, attempting to push the two girls out of their way. Caitlin and Megan held them back. Although they were fat, they weren't very strong.
"No. You have no invitation, so haul your fat a** out of here!" Megan said curtly, and with the help of Caitlin, pushed the cops out the door.
"You can't tell us what to do...We're the Secret Service. The President himself said don't let anyone in." Caitlin said. The cops glared,
"You're kids. Get the hell out of our way, before we arrest you."
"No, you get your fat a** out of here before we tax you with failure to vacate the premisis, and endangering the president." Megan said, "We're 'government'. That makes us better then you, pig." the two cops, stood there, humiliated. They turned away and headed towards their patrol car.
"YEAH! That's right! Get the hell out of here! You might be late for hot doughnuts!" Caitlin called to them.
The cops got into their squad car and drove off. Caitlin and Megan, proud of themselves, walked back to the concert area, where everyone was leaving, and System had already started to walk off to their rooms. Tommorrow, they started their lives as leaders! (^^b So Patriotic)
PART 31:
(The Next Morning)
As soon as Daron woke up, he was almost immediatly pounced upon by hoards of reporters, all eagerly asking one question,
"Mr. President? What do you plan to do next?"
Daron looked at all of them sleepily, and said,
"Well...I was hoping to eat breakfast, or something, if certain people were to get the hell out of here..." he said, irked that reporters would jump on him this early in the morning. As if on cue, Stephanie, Caitlin, and Megan came out of their bedrooms, and 'escorted' the reporters off the premesis.
"And stay out! You ******** parasites!" Megan called out after them.
Daron sat down and sighed,
"And I thought girls leaving notes on my door and knocking on my door at 3 in the morning was bad enough..."
PART 32: Leave us alone! Dx
Caitlin, Megan, and Stephanie were sick and tired... Those goddamn reporters were hellbent of getting Daron in a corner and bombarding the poor guy with questions. They sat outisde, and in their hands, they held tazers, eager to taze anything that moved. Just then, through the front gates of the White House, a television van rolled in. Out stepped a man, presumably, some kind of agent...He just had that sleazy look about him. He walked over to the three girls, and took out a card,
"Hello, girls. My name is...!!" before he could finish, Megan tazed him.
"What was that for?!" he screamed, when he came to his senses, "I wasn't threatening you..." Megan just shrugged,
"I know...I just felt like tazing someone..." a vein in his forehead bulged, but, he held his temper in check...
"Anyway...My name is George Markis. I am a TV producer, and, I want to make a reality show out of Malakian's prescidency." The three girls stared at him, but, he continued speaking before they could interject.
"Could I speak with him please?" he said, attempting to brush the three girls out of his way. They immediatly tazed him,
"We're his...'bodyguards.' Anything you have to say to him...goes through us first," Stephanie said crossly, folding her arms. George sighed,
"C'mon! Just let me speak with him for...five minutes! That's all!" he was desperate. Caitlin smiled, looking behind her,
"Well, it looks like you're just in time...here is 'Mr. President' now..."
Daron walked over, and immediatly stopped when he saw George. He laughed nervously and turned to his bodyguards,
"...Er...Who the hell is this guy...and why aren't you guys kicking his a**?" he asked, although not rudely. The man brushed past the three girls and extended his hand to Daron. Daron looked at the man and folded his arms. George embarresedly drew his arm back and began speaking,
"Er...Hello, Mr. Malakian...My name is George Markis...and, I was...well, wondering...if...you would star in my new show...Because...this is a new event..." he said, "Y'know...the whole...You being president...thing..."
((to be continued in another post)) [/color:1476
