Saturday, December 29, 2007
Chapter 6: Dun Dun Daaa....... (and Canada!)
(Well, how is everyone? It's been a while. Almost a year. But I like this story, so I will continue it. But there will be a few changes from the original version that was written in my notebook. To Canada!)
The day after the party Manafest showed up at Tobymac's house with a friend. TC was already there and Amber and Dawn were coming so that everyone could carpool in Toby's van for the Thousand Foot Krutch concert. Jack was there too, though nobody knew why. "Hey Manafest, come in. Who's your friend?" Toby asked.
"Hello, I'm Pete the Rapping White Boy." the friend said. They shook hands. "Toby MacKeehan. Nice to meet you. Uh, what's your last name?" Pete froze. "My name is Pete the Rapping White Boy." Toby laughed. "No, your last name, you know, real name, not the rapper alias thing." Pete looked him up and down suspiciously. "My name is Pete the Rapping White Boy!"(Very persistent about that, isn't he? Almost makes you think that he has something to hide...)
"Okay. Well, we're still waiting for two people to get here, so you can go on up and play foosball if you want." Toby says, unsure if this will offend Pete. Pete nods curtly and follows Toby and Manafest upstairs.
About ten minutes later, the doorbell rings yet again. (For whom does the bell toll? It tolls for thee.) "I'll get it." Manafest says. He goes downstairs, followed by Pete. Toby smirked. "It must be Amber."
Manafest opened the door and smiled. "Hey Amber, Dawn. This is my friend, Pete the Rapping White Boy." "Hi." Amber smiled. "My name is Pete the Rapping White Boy." Pete said. She laughs. "So I've heard." Pete glances furtively at Manafest. Manafest clears his throat. "So, um, I guess we'd better get going."
With impeccable timing, Toby comes down the stairs, keys in hand. Everyone got in the van and off they went, expecting a night filled with music and laughter, but what they got was far different, and much more sinister.
(Crap! No Canada yet! But it will come, it will come. I've got a new plot in mind, and it involves paranoia, secret messages, and trips to....you guessed it! Canada! Obsess much?)
The day after the party Manafest showed up at Tobymac's house with a friend. TC was already there and Amber and Dawn were coming so that everyone could carpool in Toby's van for the Thousand Foot Krutch concert. Jack was there too, though nobody knew why. "Hey Manafest, come in. Who's your friend?" Toby asked.
"Hello, I'm Pete the Rapping White Boy." the friend said. They shook hands. "Toby MacKeehan. Nice to meet you. Uh, what's your last name?" Pete froze. "My name is Pete the Rapping White Boy." Toby laughed. "No, your last name, you know, real name, not the rapper alias thing." Pete looked him up and down suspiciously. "My name is Pete the Rapping White Boy!"(Very persistent about that, isn't he? Almost makes you think that he has something to hide...)
"Okay. Well, we're still waiting for two people to get here, so you can go on up and play foosball if you want." Toby says, unsure if this will offend Pete. Pete nods curtly and follows Toby and Manafest upstairs.
About ten minutes later, the doorbell rings yet again. (For whom does the bell toll? It tolls for thee.) "I'll get it." Manafest says. He goes downstairs, followed by Pete. Toby smirked. "It must be Amber."
Manafest opened the door and smiled. "Hey Amber, Dawn. This is my friend, Pete the Rapping White Boy." "Hi." Amber smiled. "My name is Pete the Rapping White Boy." Pete said. She laughs. "So I've heard." Pete glances furtively at Manafest. Manafest clears his throat. "So, um, I guess we'd better get going."
With impeccable timing, Toby comes down the stairs, keys in hand. Everyone got in the van and off they went, expecting a night filled with music and laughter, but what they got was far different, and much more sinister.
(Crap! No Canada yet! But it will come, it will come. I've got a new plot in mind, and it involves paranoia, secret messages, and trips to....you guessed it! Canada! Obsess much?)
# posted by RRock_With_It @ 1:27 PM 
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Well, the paranoia hasn't been that evident yet. He doesn't like people to know his real name, for one thing. I'm still trying to figure out his character.
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