~Demi and the Monster~ =O
(Yes...I'm finally finishing it. =O)
Last time on "Demi and the Monster!" Weslie, the monster, had just revealed its true form to Demi due to her heart-breaking rejection. Demi, becoming the damsel in distress, screams and feints. Will Demi's cries be heard? Will Weslie resort to necrophiliacism? Or will she decide that all this drama is just not worth it and decide to just live with the molesting idiot. All your answers will be solved tonight!
As I just began to give up hope (in my unconscious state...) my cries were answered by the one and only, smokin’ hot, brainwashing, Eric.
As he runs to my rescue, his shirt was suddenly ripped from his chest to reveal incredibly cut abs and pecks. If I were conscious at the moment, that probably would have made me feint just the same. With a sexalicious flip of the blonde highlighted brown hair, and a swift (yet sexy) movement of the arm, the sexy beast, Eric (if you haven’t gotten it yet, I think Eric is very sexy), pulled out a super big and shiny sword from behind his back and in a deep, yet sexy voice bellowed in my defense, “Stop you fiend!”
He ran after Weslie as Weslie took off down the hall attempting to escape with me to his secret lair (behind the school at the near by Starbucks) to secretly molest me ((>.< wink ). Eric pursued his slime covered trail with intent intensity upon saving my ever so meaningful life.
Well, as Eric catches up to Weslie the story really starts to heat up!
It’s at the intersection between two major streets. Of course there are cross walks, but of course in a chase no one’s going to follow the rules.
There are but two paths that are needed to be crossed in order to get to Weslie’s secret lair. And as Eric closed in the gap on Weslie, Weslie had already crossed one.
Dodging cars in his path, Eric nobly stands up to the challenge that Weslie placed before him. Of course, if Weslie were to get hit by a car, more damage would be done to the car than him, so he had nothing to worry about. But Eric on the other hand was small.
He sped across the first path, pausing only once to let the car beat him. Weslie, being the idiot that he is, stands there staring at Eric, probably drooling. Before Weslie has a chance to pass another crosswalk, Eric pierced his sword into the beast’s abdomen, slicing open the one thing keeping Weslie in his power: the massive protrusion around the crotchal area that had been well described before.
As Weslie’s pouch deflated, as did he, leaving him once again as a puny little a** wipe with nothing left to say or do but grovel at the great an powerful Eric’s feet.
Eric, of course, being the noble warrior that he is, did the right thing in slicing out his heart and squeezing it in his hand, blood running down his wrists, waiting it out slowly as the heart came to an eventual stop.
What happened next might not be suitable for the young readers on this website, so I’ll leave it at: we had the whole “Hollywood ending” to a dramatic, yet heart throbbing adventure.
As he runs to my rescue, his shirt was suddenly ripped from his chest to reveal incredibly cut abs and pecks. If I were conscious at the moment, that probably would have made me feint just the same. With a sexalicious flip of the blonde highlighted brown hair, and a swift (yet sexy) movement of the arm, the sexy beast, Eric (if you haven’t gotten it yet, I think Eric is very sexy), pulled out a super big and shiny sword from behind his back and in a deep, yet sexy voice bellowed in my defense, “Stop you fiend!”
He ran after Weslie as Weslie took off down the hall attempting to escape with me to his secret lair (behind the school at the near by Starbucks) to secretly molest me ((>.< wink ). Eric pursued his slime covered trail with intent intensity upon saving my ever so meaningful life.
Well, as Eric catches up to Weslie the story really starts to heat up!
It’s at the intersection between two major streets. Of course there are cross walks, but of course in a chase no one’s going to follow the rules.
There are but two paths that are needed to be crossed in order to get to Weslie’s secret lair. And as Eric closed in the gap on Weslie, Weslie had already crossed one.
Dodging cars in his path, Eric nobly stands up to the challenge that Weslie placed before him. Of course, if Weslie were to get hit by a car, more damage would be done to the car than him, so he had nothing to worry about. But Eric on the other hand was small.
He sped across the first path, pausing only once to let the car beat him. Weslie, being the idiot that he is, stands there staring at Eric, probably drooling. Before Weslie has a chance to pass another crosswalk, Eric pierced his sword into the beast’s abdomen, slicing open the one thing keeping Weslie in his power: the massive protrusion around the crotchal area that had been well described before.
As Weslie’s pouch deflated, as did he, leaving him once again as a puny little a** wipe with nothing left to say or do but grovel at the great an powerful Eric’s feet.
Eric, of course, being the noble warrior that he is, did the right thing in slicing out his heart and squeezing it in his hand, blood running down his wrists, waiting it out slowly as the heart came to an eventual stop.
What happened next might not be suitable for the young readers on this website, so I’ll leave it at: we had the whole “Hollywood ending” to a dramatic, yet heart throbbing adventure.
~The end~
