^^;; I had to continue my story in another post...Apparently...I ran out of room...
Sorry, alot is going on in my life, and, my fanfic is kind of last on my list. ;~; I'll update as soon as inspiration strikes me...
You can read parts 1-32 here
PART 33:
Daron looked the man,
"I'm paranoid enough. I don't need cameras all around me...What I do in my private time is nobody's buisness...I mean, GOD! Does the world need to gawk at other people's secrets...just to feel better about themselves?!"
Geroge fidgeted,
"Don't look at it that way...just...Oh, come one! PLEASE?! Just...Do it!! We need a new show! Just let the public get a taste of it!"
Daron sighed, and actually pitied the pathetic man.
"Whatever...I'll try it...But, just to get you out of my face..."
The man smiled and rubbed his hands together,
"GREAT! The cameras will arive tommorow!" and, as he said this, Stephanie and Megan grabbed the man by his arms and threw him over the White House gate, not bothering to escort him to the exit. So, tommorow, everyone who has tagged along with Daron, will be on TV.
PART 34: (I'm going to try and work in Sean, Kevin, Kate, Carlie, and other characters that aven't had the oppurtunity to shine. <3)
{THE NEXT DAY}
Everyone was in for a rude awakening the following morning. Around seven in the morning, there was a loud knocking at the door. Still in their pajamas, Caitlin, Megan, and Stephanie went to the answer the door. When they opened it, they were greeted to a forest of people. Cameramen, mostly, and, George Markis stood behind the camera, eagerly recording.
"Well, look who we got here...Sleeping beauties..." he said, his voice dripping with contempt. Megan narrowed her tired eyes,
"******** you." she said, streching. George gasped,
"CUT! What is your problem? You can't say '********' on TV!"
Megan folded her arms,
"Ok, two things, One, I believe I just did, and two, if we can't say '********,' why are you making a show staring Daron?"
George flushed, with either anger or embaresment.
"Fine...I guess we'll move it off primetime...But, that's beside the point," he said, as him and his camera crew crowded into the White House foyer. He looked at the girls,
"Who lives here? ...Besides Daron?" Megan thought for a second,
"Let's see...Me, Stephanie, and Caitlin. Serj, Shavo, and John from System, and Kevin, Kate, and Sean...Some people we picked up along the way. George nodded,
"Great, now...Let's find Daron." he said, taking out a crudely-drawn map of the White House. George proceeded to walk up the steps, down a long corridor, and found his way to Daron's room. As soon as he opened the door, there was an overpowering smell of weed. Once they got over it, they stepped inside, they saw Daron. He had apparently passed on...why else would he be asleep on the floor, in his clothing? The cameraman focused the camera on Daron, and, as he pushed the lens into Daron's face, he woke up. And, he wasn't too happy about a camera crew breaking into his room,
"What the ********?! Why are you in my room!? I was sleeping!" he shreiked. His eyes were still a little bloodshot, apparently, he smoked something before passing out. Daron grabbed an empty bottle and chucked it at George,
"Get the ******** outta my room! "
George nervously and slowly stepped out of the room,
"Who's next?" George said, as he pawwed over the map. Megan glared at him and thought,
I'm going to ******** kill that parasitic scum...
Everyone else will eventually feel the same...
George directed the camera crews attention to the bedroom:
"Sshh...I think someone's having sex...Beds don't squeak on their own..." They barged into the room, and heard a scream. In the bed was Caitlin and Shavo...what they were doing is...obvious. Caitlin shreiked,
"What the ******** is your problem?! Dosen't anyone knock anymore?" George sneered,
"Why should I care?! You're under contract. And, the fans love this stuff." Just then, Megan walked by the room, and she looked pissed when she saw George harrasing the two,
" You b*****d! Just 'cause you'll never get any, dosen't mean you can watch them! Get the ******** out!" she screamed, grabbing George, and tossing him out the window...after forgeting to open it. After this, the camera crew fled, not wanting to be tossed out the window. Megan turned away, and left the room. Caitlin called out behind her,
"Thanks...Megan." Megan shrugged,
"Those parasites have been working on my nerves...It was only a matter of time...Just next time, lock the door..."
PART 35: (Introducing Angel as Devon) <3
Devon is sitting on the bus, staring absentmindly out the window. It was a long, long bus ride from Kansas to DC. She didn't even know why they had to go. The only good thing about it was that, Daron Malakian, from her favorite band, System of a Down, was the president. But, she was pessimestic, figuring that she would probably never get to see him. But, two days away from home would be nice. Finally, the bus came to a halt, and she and her class filed out. A plump, old woman in a suit stood in front of them,
"Hello, my name is Ms. Marilyn, and I shall be your tour guide today." she said, as she led everyone inside the White House. Devon strayed away, and saw Megan, Caitlin, and Stephanie talking, and she immediatly recognized them! She walked over to them and spoke shyly,
"Hey...I remember you guys..." Megan turned and looked at her,
"...I remember you, too! Your Devon, right?" Devon nodded her head,
"And, your Megan...And, Stephanie and Caitlin. So, why are you guys here?" Caitlin laughed,
"You won't believe it, but...We're Daron's body guards...His Secret Service!" Devon's eyes shot open,
"You mean...you know him? And everyone else?! All of System?!" they all nodded. Devon squealed,
"That is so awesome! You're all so lucky!" Stephanie sighed,
"Not really, ever since that damned George guy decided to make a commodity out of our Daron." Just then, Daron stormed out of his room, really looking pissed. Behind him, George and his vultures camera crew were following. Daron yelled at George,
"What I do in my bedroom, on my time, is none of the world's buisness." George smiled,
"So? It gets me viewers? Why should I care about you? You're under contract," his voice dripping with contempt. Megan stepped forward, in her hands she held a tazer,
"George...Just because we're under contract, dosen't mean we can't kick your a** for harrasing poor Daron. What he does on his own time isn't really any of the world's buisness...Although alot of people would probably like to know, it dosen't concern them." George looked like he had just been smacked across the face, his face almost comical.
"Fine, I already got footage of Shavo doing Caitlin, and Serj in the shower...and, now, I have footage of Daron..."
"...THAT'S ENOUGH!" Megan interrupted. George turned around,
"Fine, I still need footage of Kate, Kevin, Sean, and John...I'll exploit Daron later." As George stormed away, Daron turned to his bodyguards and Devon,
"Who's this?" he asked, looking at Devon, who blushed out of shyness. Stephanie spoke up,
"This is Devon. She is a friend of our's." Daron smiled,
"...I coud always use a new bodyguard." he said thoughtfully.
"You mean...?" Devon stuttered. Daron nodded,
"Sure...Welcome aboard."
PART 35: (Idea from me and Salog <3)
Daron looked at all his bodyguards, then, made a strange decision,
"Ok, I know what we should do next. I want to give little kids speeches... About, what it's like to be president and stuff..." the four girls stared blankly at Daron, then Megan spoke up,
"Oh, oh! I know! Let's go to Chuck E. Cheese! There is alot of little kids there!" Daron nodded as the girls rounded everyone up for an 'educational' visit to Chuck E. Cheese.
(30 minutes later)
"Welcome to Chuck E. Cheese! Would you like to..."
"No, we just want to go in." Daron interrupted the guy at the entrance and brushed past to get inside. Everyone else followed. Just then, the Chuck E. mouse ran over and slapped Megan's a**. She turned around, and decked the guy. His mask flew off, and she saw it was her friend, Danny,
"What the ********?! What was that for?" Danny grinned,
"I saw that a**, and I just had to spank it. Why are you here...with System?!" Megan glared,
"I'm a bodyguard. Daron is here to tell the kids something educational..."
"...And that's where babies come from..." Daron finished saying to some kid, as the little kid walked away, eyes wide in horror. Danny shot Megan a crooked smile,
"Not the brightest crayon in the box, is he?" Megan shrugged,
"That's why we love him."
Danny grinned as Daron walked over to a table, and pulled out a joint,
"My kind of guy. He's got a joint!" Just then, a waiter walked over to Daron,
"I'm sorry, sir. You cannot smoke in here." Daron glared,
"******** you! I'm the president!" he said, sticking the joint in his mouth. The waiter's eyes shot open,
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. President! Here, let me light it for you!" he said, taking out a lighter and lighting Daron's joint. Daron took a puff, then, remember why he was here,
"OK! OK! Gather around little kids...I said gather around," but, no little kids were listening to him. Daron lost his temper, "HEY! YOU LITTLE ********! I'M TRYING TO TALK TO YOU! DAMN!" when he said this, all the little kids, and their parents, turned around and came over to Daron, as he continued talking,
"Ok, my name is Mr. President, ok? I'm the President of The US of A...and I've come here to explain to you...Um..." he paused in mid-sentence and took another puff of his joint,
"Yeah, I'm the president, and I'll just say...Blah blah blah, stay in school, and stuff...Hey! Does anyone want to see me pole dance?" he said, walking over to a rubber pole, that held up the tunnels. The parents, disgusted at this, escorted their children out of the restaurant, while George and his camera crew taped it, and Daron's bodyguards just watched as he threw off his clothes. Devon, who was new, was a little suprised,
"Does he always do that?" Megan wiped some drool off her lip,
"You get used to...it," she said, not diverting her attention from Daron. George rubbed his hands together greedily,
"The fans'll eat this stuff up!"
(The Next Day)
"DARON! Look! They're airing your show!" Megan screamed, as everyone crowded around the TV to watch. George appeared on the screen, and began speaking,
"Hello. Today, we should take a look inside the White House...And what happens within it. Viewer discretion is advised." Then, Megan, Stephanie, and Caitlin appeared on screen, in their pajamas, looking like s**t. Then, Megan's mouth opened,
"~BLEEP~ you." Then, the scream went black for a moment. It flashed back on to Daron, who was passed out, holding a bong. Then, it flashed on again, to Shavo and Caitlin...having sex. They are quite into it, then, as the camera zooms in on them, they notice. Caitlin, on television, screamed, and her and Shavo pulled the covers up,
"Doesn't anyone knock anymore?!" Then, Megan ran into the room, grabbed George, who was standing by the bed, and tossed him out the window. The screen went blank again, and flashed on to Serj in the shower. George opened the curtains, and, Serj turned around, and decked him. The screen went blank, and revealed Daron in his bedroom, with the covers on him (What he was doing is anyone's guess... ) Then, the screen flashes to Daron at Chuck E. Cheese, smoking a joint, cussing at the kids, and pole dancing. Then, George came back on the screen,
"Tune in next week for more raw footage...Good night." Everyone stood around the TV, shocked. Daron's mouth was agape,
"What the ******** was that?!"
(The Next Day)
Hillary, whom we haven't seen awhile, was holed up in her bedroom. She spoke to herself,
"Those fools! Did they really think the CIA's mind-erasing bullshit would work on me?! You need a mind for it to work! I'm back to my old ways. By hiring this, George guy, he'll video tape Daron, and his little bitches, and make fools of them on prime time television! The public will be so outraged, they'll want to impeach him! Talk about adding insult to injury! They aired the first episode, now, I want to see how the public reacted," she flipped on the TV. The news was on,
"Today's top story: The Daron Malakian Presidential Show. It was filmed by Mr. George Markis, and it consists of 30 minutes of raw footage! When it was aired on prime time, the public loved it! They seem to love the person that is hidden behind the political facade of Mr. Malakian and his entourage. Though, some of it is quite graphic, it is definitely an interesting thing to watch. More at 11," Hillary was outraged,
"WHAT?! They loved it?! I paid him to demean them! Not glorify them! Looks like I'll have to go back to my old ways. Screwing it up on my own..." She left her room, eager to cause mischief.
PART 36:
Hillary walked over to George, who was briefing his crew on what to do today. She spoke in a sugar-coated tone, trying to convince him to bend to her will,
"George...I employed you to make him look bad...Not glorify him...Do you wanna...rethink how you're doing things?" She said, pulling a wad of money out of her pocket. George eyed it greedily, then, Hillary stuck it back in her pocket,
"You won't see a cent of this money, unless you find a way to make Daron look bad." George nodded, and as Hillary walked away, started re-explaining to his crew, what they were doing,
"Ok, new provocative. We are trying to demean Daron. We need to think of ways that will make him look really, really bad...But...what?" George thought, his eyes glazed over in thought. Then, he snapped his fingers,
"I got it! We can frame him, when the crimes were committed by someone who looks like Daron. We need to find someone like that! To the mugshot books!"
(MEANWHILE)
Megan, Caitlin, Stephanie, and Devon sat around, and were talking about the show they had just been in. Megan looked embarrassed,
"I looked horrible. My hair was matted against my head. I looked like Samara." Caitlin shook her head,
"Nu-uh. It was worse being on TV, while being caught in bed...with Shavo." Daron walked into the room,
"Y'know, I thought staring in some bullshit reality show would suck major a**, but, y'know, it isn't really all that bad. The public loved my pole-dancing in public! I should do that more often. Stephanie giggled,
"Yes, you should."
(And...Mean-whilst)
Hillary sat up in her room, and, had a piece of paper on her nightstand, on which she was drawing crude 'revenge schemes.' She very well knew if Daron was dead, she would be the president...But, no suspicion would fall upon her because, 'she had her memory erased.' ...Or so they thought. She had everyone fooled, even Daron and the girls. Hillary shuffled through her papers, then began speaking to herself again,
"Now, who shall I focus my hate on? Last time it was that girl, Megan. But, that b***h got me good in vengeance. Who shall it be this time...Hmm...That new girl, Devi...? No, Devon. She shall be whom I use to my will. Kidnapping her perhaps? Or doing something. She is more of a bait then anything, but, all I know is I'll get what I want in the end...If this all goes according to plan..." a wicked smile spread across her face.
Part 37: According to plan?
Hillary watched from around a corner, spying on the four girls as they talked,
"I need to lure that Devi girl away from the others...but how?" she folded her arms...then, an idea struck her,
"Of course! They think I'm 'good'...I'll just tell the other three that pothead needs them, and then, when I have Devi alone, I'll strike!" she innocently walked over to the four girls, and spoke, her voice honey-sweet,
"Girls? Daron needs your assistance..." she said, pointing down the hallway, "he said he wanted to see Megan, Caitlin, and Stephanie." the three girls nodded, then Devon spoke up,
"What about me?" Hillary smiled sweetly, her pleasant facade masking her deviant mind,
"You don't need to worry. I'll find you something to do, Devi." Caitlin, Megan, and Stephanie then went down the hall to find Daron.
"I wonder what Daron needs this time," Caitlin groaned. Stephanie giggled,
"Hopefully, an audience for his pole dancing", the three girls giggled as they walked away. Devon frowned and turned to Hillary,
"Um...my name is Devon..." Hillary smiled, and beckoned with her finger,
"Of course it is...Now, follow me..."
Devon reluctantly followed Hillary down the hall as Hillary smiled to herself,
This is almost too easy she thought to herself as she ushered Devon into a room. Devon looked around,
"Um...why am I in here?" she asked as Hillary laughed to herself,
"Poor, naive, little Devi...You've become yet another pawn in my revenge scheme against Daron and his little bitches." Devon stood there, unable to digest this information, for she has no knowledge of the things Hillary has done in the past. Hillary smiled smugly, jumped on Devon and overpowered the girl with the element of surprise. Bonding the girl with rope, she carried her away to her room. Hillary whispered soothingly to Devon,
"Don't worry, dear. You're just bait. It'll all be over soon." Devon kicked and struggled,
"As soon as I get free, I am so kicking that old, lopsided a** of yours"
PART 38:
As Devon struggled, Hillary stood there, explaining her 'evil plan' to Devon,
"As long as you're here, I might as well explain my plan to you. My ingenious plan was to kidnap you, Devi, and...um...well...I haven't worked out the details yet," she admitted, a bit embarrassed. Devon looked at her,
"Firstly, my name is DEVON! Get it through your ******** head. Second, you're a dumb b***h. How is kidnapping me going to get what you want?" Hillary stood there in silence for a moment,
"...Um...I don't know. Seemed like a good idea at first." Devon struggled in her bonds. She had been rubbing the rope against the iron spikes on Hillary's bed frame, and almost broken through the bonds. Devon clenched her teeth as she heard the ropes snap, then, with her hands free, smiled,
"Oh, Hillary?" she said, cracking her knuckles. Hillary turned around and, gasped when she saw Devon wriggled out of the ropes. Devon jumped on Hillary and began banging the s**t out of Hillary. She punched her in her face and busted her lip, and blackened her eye. Devon spoke as she beat the s**t out of Hillary,
"I told you! And remember, my name is DEVON!! Don't forget it!" she said, punching Hillary into her bed frame and walking out of the room.
PART 39:
Devon ran to the girls, who were in a room, three doors down from Hillary's. Daron was sitting there, trying to explain that he didn't call for help.
"...What? Oh yeah! I need no help! I was quite happy doing whatever...Oh, hello!" he said with a smile, turning to Devon. Devon knew right away that Daron was stoned. His eyes were coated in tears, and were quite red. Devon spoke,
"...I think Hillary is ...sick. She tried to kidnap me and use me as 'bait'...she said to me. Then, I got out of my bonds, beat the s**t out of her, and she is laying on her bedroom floor as we speak," everyone looked at Devon as she told her story, except for Daron, who was talking to a ceramic skull on his dresser. Megan's eyes went wide,
"But...I thought we...fixed her! She is supposed to be...good," she said, "Lead us to the bedroom!" Devon nodded and lead the girls to Hillary's bedroom, where the old crone laid, black and blue upon the floor. Caitlin laughed,
"Served that b***h right!" Hillary groaned and rolled over...She realized that she must put on her harmless facade...if she ever wants t devise another plan. She stands up, brushes off, and speaks in a sickly-sweet voice,
"I'm so sorry, Devon...I don't know what came over me...Please forgive me." she said, hanging her head in shame. Devon gave her a crooked look,
"I don't know..." Hillary's stomach knotted with worry... She was afraid she was going to be found out...Then, Devon nodded,
"Just don't let it happen again...Or, I won't be as friendly..." Hillary nodded, and as soon as the girls left the room, she smiled deviantly,
"This is too easy! Now...what next?" she said, digging through her blueprints...
"Hmm...'Mind Control Consoles'? I like it..." she said with a deviant grin. She read over the blueprint,
"Hmm...This isn't so difficult. I can buy this stuff at Home Depot! Then, I just need to find someone to control..." she put her finger to her lips and thought. She figured since she already had done something...or at least attempted to do something to Devon and Megan, they couldn't be her puppets,
Don't want the other girls to feel left out... she thought cruelly and laughing,
"I don't want to play favorites. They'll all get a turn..." she said, as she laid out her bluepirnts and took out some equipment. Hillary stood up and walked out of her room.
"I just need to make a quick stop at Home Depot, then, victory is mine!"
Part 40:
Caitlin walked down the hallway, when she noticed that Hillary's door was open. She raised her eyebrow,
"Suspicious...Oo! For a laugh, I should go through her room and take her Vagisal and stuff...It'd be funny to make her suffer, that b***h!" Caitlin giggled and walked into the room, and noticed the blueprints spread out on the bed. She picked them up and read them,
"'Mind-Control Chips'? Why would Hillary need one of them?" Caitlin said. She shrugged and put the papers down.
"Oh well...Now, where is that Vagisal. Ah! For an even bigger laugh, I should hide the stolen tube in Daron's room! This should be funny!" she said, picking up a tube of Vagisal and walking out of the room and slamming the door. She walked down the hallway and laid the tube on Daron's pillow, then walked out of the room, biting her lip to keep herself from laughing.
"I don't know which'll be funnier. Daron's reaction or Hillary's?"
PART 41:
As Caitlin walked away from Daron's room, whistling, Hillary returned to her room, her arms filled with random thingies from Home Depot, convienently wrapped within orange bags. She threw them upon her bed, and looked to the blueprints,
"Shouldn't take me long...Maybe an hour or two..." She said as she looked over the blueprints while assembling the mind control chips...
Part 42: The Mind Control Chips:
Hillary finished making her chips around midnight the next day. (errr...night) She figured it was the perfect time to implant them. She crept into Stephanie and Caitlins' rooms and implanted the chips on the backs of their necks. Because of the way it was engineered, they would not feel it, and it would allow her to freely control via voice command. (The poor girls =/) She slunk back into her room, eager for the next day, and her devious plan to start.
Part 43:
"Ok! I have an idea!" Daron announced,
"I know how must 'youngins' today hate the president...So I have an idea! I'll throw a huge party for college-aged students to gain popularity," Megan blinked,
"Um...what's so great having a bunch of s**t-faced college students running around, pissing in public, flashing their 'assets', and passing out everywhere?" Daron grinned,
"Heh. You answered your own question."
Hillary was still in her room,
"Heh...So, that idiot has a party planned eh? Well, my girls will find some way to mess it up..."
That Night:
"WHOOOOO! SHOW US YOUR TIIITS!"
"THE KEG'S EMPTY!"
"STOP HITTING ON ME!"
Daron watched as the party was in full-swing...At about 11PM. Daron wanted to make an impression, so he walked out on the pool deck, high on weed. He striped off his clothes, and everyone stared. He jumped in the water, naked. Then, everyone cheered,
"The president ain't such a bad guy after all!" and, a bunch of college people followed suit. Caitlin was snickering,
"Whoa. It looks like a p***s...only smaller,"
Part 44 (Switching Perspectives):
Alisha crept around the White House and climbed over the gate,
"Heh...Now's my chance...Daron's the...WHOAMIGOD IS HE NAKED?!" she said, her heart practically skipping a beat. She looked around, then ran out onto the pool deck,
"DARON! I LOVE YOU! You're my husband! And don't deny it; you're my baby's daddy!" She said, throwing off her clothes and jumping into the pool...landing on Daron. Daron's eyes shot ********!!" he said, throwing her off and jumping out of the pool, with Alisha following close behind. He ran around a corner, looked around, and in a desperate attempt to escape, dove through a holly bush,
"OWW! OWW! OWW!" he shrieked, crashing through it. He found his way to the other side...right in the middle of a news conference...in front of the White House. He stood there, dumbstruck, holly leaves stuck in his hair (both places >>; ) and his eyes bloodshot,
"What the ********?! Where'd these camera's come from?"
"Mr. President? Are you ok?"
"Hey! Am I on TV? Can you show this on TV?" he asked, gesturing to his pelvis. The reporter's eye twitched,
"...This is live, Mr. Preisdent. The whole world can see the Commander-In Cheif's...er...chief"
"...Not that there is much to look at," Caitlin said, stepping out with Megan, whom both had Alisha by her wrists. Daron turned around and looked at the three girls. Alisha winked at Daron while Caitlin and Megan squeezed her wrists to get her to stop wriggling. The reporters quickly gathered around Megan and Caitlin,
"Wow, who is this?"
"A terrorist?"
"Homigod! Her boobs are showing!"
"Is she involved with Daron...romantically?"
While they pummeled Caitlin and Megan with stupid questions, Daron made his escaping, tip-toeing into the White ******** cameras..." he muttered.
Part 45:
"And, there was quite a...suprising scene at the White House this night where President Malakian was throwing a party...While newscrew were holding a press conference, he came crashign through the bushes...not exactly dressed for the occasion. And, his Secret Service also caught someone who claims to be the President's wife...She had this to say:"
"Daron! I love y-(cut off)"
"Hmm, yes...Well, we'll have more at 11."
Shimi was at home, watchign TV with her dad...Her dad stared at the screen,
"Daron Malakian?! Isn't he in that band you like?" Shimi didn't answer. She dashed out the door and ran to the nearest airport, boarding a plane for DC. Within two hours, she was in DC, and rushed to the White House,
"Homigoddess!! Daron! Daron?!" she said, her eyes darting around the foyer. Caitlin walked out and looked at Shimi,
"Ummmmm...are you another fang-Shimi!?" Caitlin said, freaking out,
"Homigod! Shimi! Shiiiimi!" she said, causing the other girls to come out,
"Shimi?! It is Shimi!" Megan said, pratically tackling Shimi. Shimi stood up and looked around,
"Hrm...yeah. It's me. Where's the president?" Daron stumbled out into the foyer, still naked, looking at the girls with bloodshot eyes,
"Oh, hello thar...I'm..." he fell over, unconcious. The partying and weed had gotten to him.
"...Hot," Shimi said, finishing his sentence.
MEANWHILE!
Hillary was in her room, holed up, ploting,
"Well, I couldn't ******** up the party...but I can ******** up someone else. I think I'll ******** over that Megan girl. I'll let Stephanie and Caitlin spike Megan and Daron's food...The drugs'll do the rest..."
Part 47: Hillary's...erm...'Evil' Plan.
Hillary picked up a small, microphone-looking thingy,
"All right...I want you to drug Megan and Daron...slip some weed in their food...put some LSD in their drink...I want them both high as hell. Then, I know what'll happen next..." Stephanie and Caitlin nodded, as if under a trance. They then prepared the drugged drinks, and offered them to Megan and Daron. Daron looked up,
"Oooh...Water. I need it..." he muttered, grabbing it and downing the cup. Megan sipped it, and finished it in like, five minutes. Hillary, watching from her room, via a security camera, snickered,
"Heh...Not only will she be ******** might get knocked up!"
Devon and Shimi walked around back,
"It's awesome that you could come! We got all of System here..." Shimi squealed,
"Omigoddess!! They...They're..." Devon pointed at the pool deck, where Shavo, Serj, and John were idling about in their swimsuits. Serj was just about to dive in the pool, when Shimi ran over, and grabbed his a**! Serj jumped, laughed, and fell into the pool. Shimi pumped her arm,
"Sheah! One of my life's dreams, realized."
(Meanwhile)
Megan tripped and fell on the floor,
"Whoa...colors...heh..." she reached her hands out, and started swatting at the air. Daron watched, giggling like a stoner,
"Whoa...You..." he said, falling on top of her. Megan blinked...and after five minutes, spoke,
"Ow..." she said, giggling. Daron stood up, and hung his head,
"Um...It may not be very big...but I have the cutest way of getting on and off!" he said with a stoned smile. Megan blinked,
"Huh?" Daron sniffled,
"Have my babies?"
"OOOH! Hell yeah!"
And...then...Well, yeah...You can guess what happens...
(5 Minutes Later)
A tour guide with is group walked into the room where Daron and Megan were...doing it. The tour group stared, while the tour guide tried to distract them,
"AND! This lamp was touched by Kennedy!" One member of the tour group took out a camera and held it up. The tour guide immediatly grabbed it,
"NO FLASH PHOTOGRAPHY! You'll scare them..."
(To be continued...My dream, realized. cool )
Sorry, alot is going on in my life, and, my fanfic is kind of last on my list. ;~; I'll update as soon as inspiration strikes me...
You can read parts 1-32 here
PART 33:
Daron looked the man,
"I'm paranoid enough. I don't need cameras all around me...What I do in my private time is nobody's buisness...I mean, GOD! Does the world need to gawk at other people's secrets...just to feel better about themselves?!"
Geroge fidgeted,
"Don't look at it that way...just...Oh, come one! PLEASE?! Just...Do it!! We need a new show! Just let the public get a taste of it!"
Daron sighed, and actually pitied the pathetic man.
"Whatever...I'll try it...But, just to get you out of my face..."
The man smiled and rubbed his hands together,
"GREAT! The cameras will arive tommorow!" and, as he said this, Stephanie and Megan grabbed the man by his arms and threw him over the White House gate, not bothering to escort him to the exit. So, tommorow, everyone who has tagged along with Daron, will be on TV.
PART 34: (I'm going to try and work in Sean, Kevin, Kate, Carlie, and other characters that aven't had the oppurtunity to shine. <3)
{THE NEXT DAY}
Everyone was in for a rude awakening the following morning. Around seven in the morning, there was a loud knocking at the door. Still in their pajamas, Caitlin, Megan, and Stephanie went to the answer the door. When they opened it, they were greeted to a forest of people. Cameramen, mostly, and, George Markis stood behind the camera, eagerly recording.
"Well, look who we got here...Sleeping beauties..." he said, his voice dripping with contempt. Megan narrowed her tired eyes,
"******** you." she said, streching. George gasped,
"CUT! What is your problem? You can't say '********' on TV!"
Megan folded her arms,
"Ok, two things, One, I believe I just did, and two, if we can't say '********,' why are you making a show staring Daron?"
George flushed, with either anger or embaresment.
"Fine...I guess we'll move it off primetime...But, that's beside the point," he said, as him and his camera crew crowded into the White House foyer. He looked at the girls,
"Who lives here? ...Besides Daron?" Megan thought for a second,
"Let's see...Me, Stephanie, and Caitlin. Serj, Shavo, and John from System, and Kevin, Kate, and Sean...Some people we picked up along the way. George nodded,
"Great, now...Let's find Daron." he said, taking out a crudely-drawn map of the White House. George proceeded to walk up the steps, down a long corridor, and found his way to Daron's room. As soon as he opened the door, there was an overpowering smell of weed. Once they got over it, they stepped inside, they saw Daron. He had apparently passed on...why else would he be asleep on the floor, in his clothing? The cameraman focused the camera on Daron, and, as he pushed the lens into Daron's face, he woke up. And, he wasn't too happy about a camera crew breaking into his room,
"What the ********?! Why are you in my room!? I was sleeping!" he shreiked. His eyes were still a little bloodshot, apparently, he smoked something before passing out. Daron grabbed an empty bottle and chucked it at George,
"Get the ******** outta my room! "
George nervously and slowly stepped out of the room,
"Who's next?" George said, as he pawwed over the map. Megan glared at him and thought,
I'm going to ******** kill that parasitic scum...
Everyone else will eventually feel the same...
George directed the camera crews attention to the bedroom:
"Sshh...I think someone's having sex...Beds don't squeak on their own..." They barged into the room, and heard a scream. In the bed was Caitlin and Shavo...what they were doing is...obvious. Caitlin shreiked,
"What the ******** is your problem?! Dosen't anyone knock anymore?" George sneered,
"Why should I care?! You're under contract. And, the fans love this stuff." Just then, Megan walked by the room, and she looked pissed when she saw George harrasing the two,
" You b*****d! Just 'cause you'll never get any, dosen't mean you can watch them! Get the ******** out!" she screamed, grabbing George, and tossing him out the window...after forgeting to open it. After this, the camera crew fled, not wanting to be tossed out the window. Megan turned away, and left the room. Caitlin called out behind her,
"Thanks...Megan." Megan shrugged,
"Those parasites have been working on my nerves...It was only a matter of time...Just next time, lock the door..."
PART 35: (Introducing Angel as Devon) <3
Devon is sitting on the bus, staring absentmindly out the window. It was a long, long bus ride from Kansas to DC. She didn't even know why they had to go. The only good thing about it was that, Daron Malakian, from her favorite band, System of a Down, was the president. But, she was pessimestic, figuring that she would probably never get to see him. But, two days away from home would be nice. Finally, the bus came to a halt, and she and her class filed out. A plump, old woman in a suit stood in front of them,
"Hello, my name is Ms. Marilyn, and I shall be your tour guide today." she said, as she led everyone inside the White House. Devon strayed away, and saw Megan, Caitlin, and Stephanie talking, and she immediatly recognized them! She walked over to them and spoke shyly,
"Hey...I remember you guys..." Megan turned and looked at her,
"...I remember you, too! Your Devon, right?" Devon nodded her head,
"And, your Megan...And, Stephanie and Caitlin. So, why are you guys here?" Caitlin laughed,
"You won't believe it, but...We're Daron's body guards...His Secret Service!" Devon's eyes shot open,
"You mean...you know him? And everyone else?! All of System?!" they all nodded. Devon squealed,
"That is so awesome! You're all so lucky!" Stephanie sighed,
"Not really, ever since that damned George guy decided to make a commodity out of our Daron." Just then, Daron stormed out of his room, really looking pissed. Behind him, George and his vultures camera crew were following. Daron yelled at George,
"What I do in my bedroom, on my time, is none of the world's buisness." George smiled,
"So? It gets me viewers? Why should I care about you? You're under contract," his voice dripping with contempt. Megan stepped forward, in her hands she held a tazer,
"George...Just because we're under contract, dosen't mean we can't kick your a** for harrasing poor Daron. What he does on his own time isn't really any of the world's buisness...Although alot of people would probably like to know, it dosen't concern them." George looked like he had just been smacked across the face, his face almost comical.
"Fine, I already got footage of Shavo doing Caitlin, and Serj in the shower...and, now, I have footage of Daron..."
"...THAT'S ENOUGH!" Megan interrupted. George turned around,
"Fine, I still need footage of Kate, Kevin, Sean, and John...I'll exploit Daron later." As George stormed away, Daron turned to his bodyguards and Devon,
"Who's this?" he asked, looking at Devon, who blushed out of shyness. Stephanie spoke up,
"This is Devon. She is a friend of our's." Daron smiled,
"...I coud always use a new bodyguard." he said thoughtfully.
"You mean...?" Devon stuttered. Daron nodded,
"Sure...Welcome aboard."
PART 35: (Idea from me and Salog <3)
Daron looked at all his bodyguards, then, made a strange decision,
"Ok, I know what we should do next. I want to give little kids speeches... About, what it's like to be president and stuff..." the four girls stared blankly at Daron, then Megan spoke up,
"Oh, oh! I know! Let's go to Chuck E. Cheese! There is alot of little kids there!" Daron nodded as the girls rounded everyone up for an 'educational' visit to Chuck E. Cheese.
(30 minutes later)
"Welcome to Chuck E. Cheese! Would you like to..."
"No, we just want to go in." Daron interrupted the guy at the entrance and brushed past to get inside. Everyone else followed. Just then, the Chuck E. mouse ran over and slapped Megan's a**. She turned around, and decked the guy. His mask flew off, and she saw it was her friend, Danny,
"What the ********?! What was that for?" Danny grinned,
"I saw that a**, and I just had to spank it. Why are you here...with System?!" Megan glared,
"I'm a bodyguard. Daron is here to tell the kids something educational..."
"...And that's where babies come from..." Daron finished saying to some kid, as the little kid walked away, eyes wide in horror. Danny shot Megan a crooked smile,
"Not the brightest crayon in the box, is he?" Megan shrugged,
"That's why we love him."
Danny grinned as Daron walked over to a table, and pulled out a joint,
"My kind of guy. He's got a joint!" Just then, a waiter walked over to Daron,
"I'm sorry, sir. You cannot smoke in here." Daron glared,
"******** you! I'm the president!" he said, sticking the joint in his mouth. The waiter's eyes shot open,
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. President! Here, let me light it for you!" he said, taking out a lighter and lighting Daron's joint. Daron took a puff, then, remember why he was here,
"OK! OK! Gather around little kids...I said gather around," but, no little kids were listening to him. Daron lost his temper, "HEY! YOU LITTLE ********! I'M TRYING TO TALK TO YOU! DAMN!" when he said this, all the little kids, and their parents, turned around and came over to Daron, as he continued talking,
"Ok, my name is Mr. President, ok? I'm the President of The US of A...and I've come here to explain to you...Um..." he paused in mid-sentence and took another puff of his joint,
"Yeah, I'm the president, and I'll just say...Blah blah blah, stay in school, and stuff...Hey! Does anyone want to see me pole dance?" he said, walking over to a rubber pole, that held up the tunnels. The parents, disgusted at this, escorted their children out of the restaurant, while George and his camera crew taped it, and Daron's bodyguards just watched as he threw off his clothes. Devon, who was new, was a little suprised,
"Does he always do that?" Megan wiped some drool off her lip,
"You get used to...it," she said, not diverting her attention from Daron. George rubbed his hands together greedily,
"The fans'll eat this stuff up!"
(The Next Day)
"DARON! Look! They're airing your show!" Megan screamed, as everyone crowded around the TV to watch. George appeared on the screen, and began speaking,
"Hello. Today, we should take a look inside the White House...And what happens within it. Viewer discretion is advised." Then, Megan, Stephanie, and Caitlin appeared on screen, in their pajamas, looking like s**t. Then, Megan's mouth opened,
"~BLEEP~ you." Then, the scream went black for a moment. It flashed back on to Daron, who was passed out, holding a bong. Then, it flashed on again, to Shavo and Caitlin...having sex. They are quite into it, then, as the camera zooms in on them, they notice. Caitlin, on television, screamed, and her and Shavo pulled the covers up,
"Doesn't anyone knock anymore?!" Then, Megan ran into the room, grabbed George, who was standing by the bed, and tossed him out the window. The screen went blank again, and flashed on to Serj in the shower. George opened the curtains, and, Serj turned around, and decked him. The screen went blank, and revealed Daron in his bedroom, with the covers on him (What he was doing is anyone's guess... ) Then, the screen flashes to Daron at Chuck E. Cheese, smoking a joint, cussing at the kids, and pole dancing. Then, George came back on the screen,
"Tune in next week for more raw footage...Good night." Everyone stood around the TV, shocked. Daron's mouth was agape,
"What the ******** was that?!"
(The Next Day)
Hillary, whom we haven't seen awhile, was holed up in her bedroom. She spoke to herself,
"Those fools! Did they really think the CIA's mind-erasing bullshit would work on me?! You need a mind for it to work! I'm back to my old ways. By hiring this, George guy, he'll video tape Daron, and his little bitches, and make fools of them on prime time television! The public will be so outraged, they'll want to impeach him! Talk about adding insult to injury! They aired the first episode, now, I want to see how the public reacted," she flipped on the TV. The news was on,
"Today's top story: The Daron Malakian Presidential Show. It was filmed by Mr. George Markis, and it consists of 30 minutes of raw footage! When it was aired on prime time, the public loved it! They seem to love the person that is hidden behind the political facade of Mr. Malakian and his entourage. Though, some of it is quite graphic, it is definitely an interesting thing to watch. More at 11," Hillary was outraged,
"WHAT?! They loved it?! I paid him to demean them! Not glorify them! Looks like I'll have to go back to my old ways. Screwing it up on my own..." She left her room, eager to cause mischief.
PART 36:
Hillary walked over to George, who was briefing his crew on what to do today. She spoke in a sugar-coated tone, trying to convince him to bend to her will,
"George...I employed you to make him look bad...Not glorify him...Do you wanna...rethink how you're doing things?" She said, pulling a wad of money out of her pocket. George eyed it greedily, then, Hillary stuck it back in her pocket,
"You won't see a cent of this money, unless you find a way to make Daron look bad." George nodded, and as Hillary walked away, started re-explaining to his crew, what they were doing,
"Ok, new provocative. We are trying to demean Daron. We need to think of ways that will make him look really, really bad...But...what?" George thought, his eyes glazed over in thought. Then, he snapped his fingers,
"I got it! We can frame him, when the crimes were committed by someone who looks like Daron. We need to find someone like that! To the mugshot books!"
(MEANWHILE)
Megan, Caitlin, Stephanie, and Devon sat around, and were talking about the show they had just been in. Megan looked embarrassed,
"I looked horrible. My hair was matted against my head. I looked like Samara." Caitlin shook her head,
"Nu-uh. It was worse being on TV, while being caught in bed...with Shavo." Daron walked into the room,
"Y'know, I thought staring in some bullshit reality show would suck major a**, but, y'know, it isn't really all that bad. The public loved my pole-dancing in public! I should do that more often. Stephanie giggled,
"Yes, you should."
(And...Mean-whilst)
Hillary sat up in her room, and, had a piece of paper on her nightstand, on which she was drawing crude 'revenge schemes.' She very well knew if Daron was dead, she would be the president...But, no suspicion would fall upon her because, 'she had her memory erased.' ...Or so they thought. She had everyone fooled, even Daron and the girls. Hillary shuffled through her papers, then began speaking to herself again,
"Now, who shall I focus my hate on? Last time it was that girl, Megan. But, that b***h got me good in vengeance. Who shall it be this time...Hmm...That new girl, Devi...? No, Devon. She shall be whom I use to my will. Kidnapping her perhaps? Or doing something. She is more of a bait then anything, but, all I know is I'll get what I want in the end...If this all goes according to plan..." a wicked smile spread across her face.
Part 37: According to plan?
Hillary watched from around a corner, spying on the four girls as they talked,
"I need to lure that Devi girl away from the others...but how?" she folded her arms...then, an idea struck her,
"Of course! They think I'm 'good'...I'll just tell the other three that pothead needs them, and then, when I have Devi alone, I'll strike!" she innocently walked over to the four girls, and spoke, her voice honey-sweet,
"Girls? Daron needs your assistance..." she said, pointing down the hallway, "he said he wanted to see Megan, Caitlin, and Stephanie." the three girls nodded, then Devon spoke up,
"What about me?" Hillary smiled sweetly, her pleasant facade masking her deviant mind,
"You don't need to worry. I'll find you something to do, Devi." Caitlin, Megan, and Stephanie then went down the hall to find Daron.
"I wonder what Daron needs this time," Caitlin groaned. Stephanie giggled,
"Hopefully, an audience for his pole dancing", the three girls giggled as they walked away. Devon frowned and turned to Hillary,
"Um...my name is Devon..." Hillary smiled, and beckoned with her finger,
"Of course it is...Now, follow me..."
Devon reluctantly followed Hillary down the hall as Hillary smiled to herself,
This is almost too easy she thought to herself as she ushered Devon into a room. Devon looked around,
"Um...why am I in here?" she asked as Hillary laughed to herself,
"Poor, naive, little Devi...You've become yet another pawn in my revenge scheme against Daron and his little bitches." Devon stood there, unable to digest this information, for she has no knowledge of the things Hillary has done in the past. Hillary smiled smugly, jumped on Devon and overpowered the girl with the element of surprise. Bonding the girl with rope, she carried her away to her room. Hillary whispered soothingly to Devon,
"Don't worry, dear. You're just bait. It'll all be over soon." Devon kicked and struggled,
"As soon as I get free, I am so kicking that old, lopsided a** of yours"
PART 38:
As Devon struggled, Hillary stood there, explaining her 'evil plan' to Devon,
"As long as you're here, I might as well explain my plan to you. My ingenious plan was to kidnap you, Devi, and...um...well...I haven't worked out the details yet," she admitted, a bit embarrassed. Devon looked at her,
"Firstly, my name is DEVON! Get it through your ******** head. Second, you're a dumb b***h. How is kidnapping me going to get what you want?" Hillary stood there in silence for a moment,
"...Um...I don't know. Seemed like a good idea at first." Devon struggled in her bonds. She had been rubbing the rope against the iron spikes on Hillary's bed frame, and almost broken through the bonds. Devon clenched her teeth as she heard the ropes snap, then, with her hands free, smiled,
"Oh, Hillary?" she said, cracking her knuckles. Hillary turned around and, gasped when she saw Devon wriggled out of the ropes. Devon jumped on Hillary and began banging the s**t out of Hillary. She punched her in her face and busted her lip, and blackened her eye. Devon spoke as she beat the s**t out of Hillary,
"I told you! And remember, my name is DEVON!! Don't forget it!" she said, punching Hillary into her bed frame and walking out of the room.
PART 39:
Devon ran to the girls, who were in a room, three doors down from Hillary's. Daron was sitting there, trying to explain that he didn't call for help.
"...What? Oh yeah! I need no help! I was quite happy doing whatever...Oh, hello!" he said with a smile, turning to Devon. Devon knew right away that Daron was stoned. His eyes were coated in tears, and were quite red. Devon spoke,
"...I think Hillary is ...sick. She tried to kidnap me and use me as 'bait'...she said to me. Then, I got out of my bonds, beat the s**t out of her, and she is laying on her bedroom floor as we speak," everyone looked at Devon as she told her story, except for Daron, who was talking to a ceramic skull on his dresser. Megan's eyes went wide,
"But...I thought we...fixed her! She is supposed to be...good," she said, "Lead us to the bedroom!" Devon nodded and lead the girls to Hillary's bedroom, where the old crone laid, black and blue upon the floor. Caitlin laughed,
"Served that b***h right!" Hillary groaned and rolled over...She realized that she must put on her harmless facade...if she ever wants t devise another plan. She stands up, brushes off, and speaks in a sickly-sweet voice,
"I'm so sorry, Devon...I don't know what came over me...Please forgive me." she said, hanging her head in shame. Devon gave her a crooked look,
"I don't know..." Hillary's stomach knotted with worry... She was afraid she was going to be found out...Then, Devon nodded,
"Just don't let it happen again...Or, I won't be as friendly..." Hillary nodded, and as soon as the girls left the room, she smiled deviantly,
"This is too easy! Now...what next?" she said, digging through her blueprints...
"Hmm...'Mind Control Consoles'? I like it..." she said with a deviant grin. She read over the blueprint,
"Hmm...This isn't so difficult. I can buy this stuff at Home Depot! Then, I just need to find someone to control..." she put her finger to her lips and thought. She figured since she already had done something...or at least attempted to do something to Devon and Megan, they couldn't be her puppets,
Don't want the other girls to feel left out... she thought cruelly and laughing,
"I don't want to play favorites. They'll all get a turn..." she said, as she laid out her bluepirnts and took out some equipment. Hillary stood up and walked out of her room.
"I just need to make a quick stop at Home Depot, then, victory is mine!"
Part 40:
Caitlin walked down the hallway, when she noticed that Hillary's door was open. She raised her eyebrow,
"Suspicious...Oo! For a laugh, I should go through her room and take her Vagisal and stuff...It'd be funny to make her suffer, that b***h!" Caitlin giggled and walked into the room, and noticed the blueprints spread out on the bed. She picked them up and read them,
"'Mind-Control Chips'? Why would Hillary need one of them?" Caitlin said. She shrugged and put the papers down.
"Oh well...Now, where is that Vagisal. Ah! For an even bigger laugh, I should hide the stolen tube in Daron's room! This should be funny!" she said, picking up a tube of Vagisal and walking out of the room and slamming the door. She walked down the hallway and laid the tube on Daron's pillow, then walked out of the room, biting her lip to keep herself from laughing.
"I don't know which'll be funnier. Daron's reaction or Hillary's?"
PART 41:
As Caitlin walked away from Daron's room, whistling, Hillary returned to her room, her arms filled with random thingies from Home Depot, convienently wrapped within orange bags. She threw them upon her bed, and looked to the blueprints,
"Shouldn't take me long...Maybe an hour or two..." She said as she looked over the blueprints while assembling the mind control chips...
Part 42: The Mind Control Chips:
Hillary finished making her chips around midnight the next day. (errr...night) She figured it was the perfect time to implant them. She crept into Stephanie and Caitlins' rooms and implanted the chips on the backs of their necks. Because of the way it was engineered, they would not feel it, and it would allow her to freely control via voice command. (The poor girls =/) She slunk back into her room, eager for the next day, and her devious plan to start.
Part 43:
"Ok! I have an idea!" Daron announced,
"I know how must 'youngins' today hate the president...So I have an idea! I'll throw a huge party for college-aged students to gain popularity," Megan blinked,
"Um...what's so great having a bunch of s**t-faced college students running around, pissing in public, flashing their 'assets', and passing out everywhere?" Daron grinned,
"Heh. You answered your own question."
Hillary was still in her room,
"Heh...So, that idiot has a party planned eh? Well, my girls will find some way to mess it up..."
That Night:
"WHOOOOO! SHOW US YOUR TIIITS!"
"THE KEG'S EMPTY!"
"STOP HITTING ON ME!"
Daron watched as the party was in full-swing...At about 11PM. Daron wanted to make an impression, so he walked out on the pool deck, high on weed. He striped off his clothes, and everyone stared. He jumped in the water, naked. Then, everyone cheered,
"The president ain't such a bad guy after all!" and, a bunch of college people followed suit. Caitlin was snickering,
"Whoa. It looks like a p***s...only smaller,"
Part 44 (Switching Perspectives):
Alisha crept around the White House and climbed over the gate,
"Heh...Now's my chance...Daron's the...WHOAMIGOD IS HE NAKED?!" she said, her heart practically skipping a beat. She looked around, then ran out onto the pool deck,
"DARON! I LOVE YOU! You're my husband! And don't deny it; you're my baby's daddy!" She said, throwing off her clothes and jumping into the pool...landing on Daron. Daron's eyes shot ********!!" he said, throwing her off and jumping out of the pool, with Alisha following close behind. He ran around a corner, looked around, and in a desperate attempt to escape, dove through a holly bush,
"OWW! OWW! OWW!" he shrieked, crashing through it. He found his way to the other side...right in the middle of a news conference...in front of the White House. He stood there, dumbstruck, holly leaves stuck in his hair (both places >>; ) and his eyes bloodshot,
"What the ********?! Where'd these camera's come from?"
"Mr. President? Are you ok?"
"Hey! Am I on TV? Can you show this on TV?" he asked, gesturing to his pelvis. The reporter's eye twitched,
"...This is live, Mr. Preisdent. The whole world can see the Commander-In Cheif's...er...chief"
"...Not that there is much to look at," Caitlin said, stepping out with Megan, whom both had Alisha by her wrists. Daron turned around and looked at the three girls. Alisha winked at Daron while Caitlin and Megan squeezed her wrists to get her to stop wriggling. The reporters quickly gathered around Megan and Caitlin,
"Wow, who is this?"
"A terrorist?"
"Homigod! Her boobs are showing!"
"Is she involved with Daron...romantically?"
While they pummeled Caitlin and Megan with stupid questions, Daron made his escaping, tip-toeing into the White ******** cameras..." he muttered.
Part 45:
"And, there was quite a...suprising scene at the White House this night where President Malakian was throwing a party...While newscrew were holding a press conference, he came crashign through the bushes...not exactly dressed for the occasion. And, his Secret Service also caught someone who claims to be the President's wife...She had this to say:"
"Daron! I love y-(cut off)"
"Hmm, yes...Well, we'll have more at 11."
Shimi was at home, watchign TV with her dad...Her dad stared at the screen,
"Daron Malakian?! Isn't he in that band you like?" Shimi didn't answer. She dashed out the door and ran to the nearest airport, boarding a plane for DC. Within two hours, she was in DC, and rushed to the White House,
"Homigoddess!! Daron! Daron?!" she said, her eyes darting around the foyer. Caitlin walked out and looked at Shimi,
"Ummmmm...are you another fang-Shimi!?" Caitlin said, freaking out,
"Homigod! Shimi! Shiiiimi!" she said, causing the other girls to come out,
"Shimi?! It is Shimi!" Megan said, pratically tackling Shimi. Shimi stood up and looked around,
"Hrm...yeah. It's me. Where's the president?" Daron stumbled out into the foyer, still naked, looking at the girls with bloodshot eyes,
"Oh, hello thar...I'm..." he fell over, unconcious. The partying and weed had gotten to him.
"...Hot," Shimi said, finishing his sentence.
MEANWHILE!
Hillary was in her room, holed up, ploting,
"Well, I couldn't ******** up the party...but I can ******** up someone else. I think I'll ******** over that Megan girl. I'll let Stephanie and Caitlin spike Megan and Daron's food...The drugs'll do the rest..."
Part 47: Hillary's...erm...'Evil' Plan.
Hillary picked up a small, microphone-looking thingy,
"All right...I want you to drug Megan and Daron...slip some weed in their food...put some LSD in their drink...I want them both high as hell. Then, I know what'll happen next..." Stephanie and Caitlin nodded, as if under a trance. They then prepared the drugged drinks, and offered them to Megan and Daron. Daron looked up,
"Oooh...Water. I need it..." he muttered, grabbing it and downing the cup. Megan sipped it, and finished it in like, five minutes. Hillary, watching from her room, via a security camera, snickered,
"Heh...Not only will she be ******** might get knocked up!"
Devon and Shimi walked around back,
"It's awesome that you could come! We got all of System here..." Shimi squealed,
"Omigoddess!! They...They're..." Devon pointed at the pool deck, where Shavo, Serj, and John were idling about in their swimsuits. Serj was just about to dive in the pool, when Shimi ran over, and grabbed his a**! Serj jumped, laughed, and fell into the pool. Shimi pumped her arm,
"Sheah! One of my life's dreams, realized."
(Meanwhile)
Megan tripped and fell on the floor,
"Whoa...colors...heh..." she reached her hands out, and started swatting at the air. Daron watched, giggling like a stoner,
"Whoa...You..." he said, falling on top of her. Megan blinked...and after five minutes, spoke,
"Ow..." she said, giggling. Daron stood up, and hung his head,
"Um...It may not be very big...but I have the cutest way of getting on and off!" he said with a stoned smile. Megan blinked,
"Huh?" Daron sniffled,
"Have my babies?"
"OOOH! Hell yeah!"
And...then...Well, yeah...You can guess what happens...
(5 Minutes Later)
A tour guide with is group walked into the room where Daron and Megan were...doing it. The tour group stared, while the tour guide tried to distract them,
"AND! This lamp was touched by Kennedy!" One member of the tour group took out a camera and held it up. The tour guide immediatly grabbed it,
"NO FLASH PHOTOGRAPHY! You'll scare them..."
(To be continued...My dream, realized. cool )
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