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Excerpt from: Digory and His Uncle
Digory let out a scream, for it was so horribly unlike anything that had happened to him, even in a nightmare. Immediately his uncle put his hand over his mouth.
“None of that.” he hissed. “You wouldn’t want to wake your mother.”
Words: 42
Excerpt from: Spider Quinn
She looked over towards a café where she saw Helen and Mrs. Rowe enter. She smiled under her mask. At least her mother was reaching out to those other than her colleagues. She then heard police sirens in the direction of the Creek. With a sigh she then swung in that direction.
Elisabeth looked back at the strange sound.
“Elisabeth?” Helen asked.
“I think SpiderGirl was just watching us.”
“Now who’s being paranoid,” Helen said.
“Anastacia has told me all about the rumors at school,” Elisabeth said, referring to her daughter by her full first name.
“Daria said it was she and Jane who started it,” Helen said as she lead the way into the café.
“But how?” Elisabetha asked.
“Things they said were misinterpreted,” Helen answered.
“That makes sense.”
They then went to order their coffees.
While her mother was talking to Elisabeth, Daria was watching Sick Sad World with Jane when they heard Trent’s cheerful music in a commercial break!
“Hey, it’s Trent’s hell music,” Jane said.
“If you don't have a car or your present car sucks, go to Happy Herb with a few thousand bucks. Then you can drive here, you can drive there, drive where you want, Happy Herb don't care. It won't make you better or smarter, that true, but you can drive around when there's nothing else to do. So go buy a car, buy a damn car, hit the road to nowhere in your Happy Herb car.”
“I'm Happy Herb, and I sell cars, so come on down.”
“So now you know,” Trent said, with shame in his voice, from the door.
“Oh, um, nice jingle,” Daria said.
“You don't have to tell me. I'm a complete sell-out. But I really needed the gig,” Trent explained.
“What's the going rate for an artist's soul these days?” Jane asked.
“20 bucks, an hour of free studio time and a set of tires,” Trent answered.
“That’s it?” Jane asked.
“They’re new tires,” Trent explained.
Sick Sad World returned.
“Hey, look, it’s that guy,” Trent said.
“And what unspeakable acts did the space beings perform on you?” the usual reporter asked.
“They took my flesh and replaced it with an alien synthetic skin. A skin capable of sensations you can't even imagine. But that's not the worst of it,” the former Pizza guy said before breaking down and crying.
“Uh-oh, he's gonna get his skin wet and shrink it,” Jane commented.
“They used me, and then they made me lose my job.”
“You saw it first on Sick, Sad World. Alien love goddesses are depriving Americans of their skins and their jobs.”
Then a shot of Daria and Jane in ‘space vixen’ outfits were shown.
“Hey, cool,” Trent said.
“We should be upset, right?” Daria said.
“I don’t know, those outfits look pretty good,” Jane said.
“You’re kidding, right?” Daria asked.
“Nope!”
“Then again. I doubt anyone is taping this.”
“Only very few,” Jane said in reassurance.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Thursday, December 3, 1999
Teacher Falsely Accused
Anthony DeMartino claims that he was falsely accused of being an illegal immigrant prior to his arrest on Tuesday.
Words: 520
Total: 562
Excerpt from: Digory and His Uncle
Digory let out a scream, for it was so horribly unlike anything that had happened to him, even in a nightmare. Immediately his uncle put his hand over his mouth.
“None of that.” he hissed. “You wouldn’t want to wake your mother.”
Words: 42
Excerpt from: Spider Quinn
She looked over towards a café where she saw Helen and Mrs. Rowe enter. She smiled under her mask. At least her mother was reaching out to those other than her colleagues. She then heard police sirens in the direction of the Creek. With a sigh she then swung in that direction.
Elisabeth looked back at the strange sound.
“Elisabeth?” Helen asked.
“I think SpiderGirl was just watching us.”
“Now who’s being paranoid,” Helen said.
“Anastacia has told me all about the rumors at school,” Elisabeth said, referring to her daughter by her full first name.
“Daria said it was she and Jane who started it,” Helen said as she lead the way into the café.
“But how?” Elisabetha asked.
“Things they said were misinterpreted,” Helen answered.
“That makes sense.”
They then went to order their coffees.
While her mother was talking to Elisabeth, Daria was watching Sick Sad World with Jane when they heard Trent’s cheerful music in a commercial break!
“Hey, it’s Trent’s hell music,” Jane said.
“If you don't have a car or your present car sucks, go to Happy Herb with a few thousand bucks. Then you can drive here, you can drive there, drive where you want, Happy Herb don't care. It won't make you better or smarter, that true, but you can drive around when there's nothing else to do. So go buy a car, buy a damn car, hit the road to nowhere in your Happy Herb car.”
“I'm Happy Herb, and I sell cars, so come on down.”
“So now you know,” Trent said, with shame in his voice, from the door.
“Oh, um, nice jingle,” Daria said.
“You don't have to tell me. I'm a complete sell-out. But I really needed the gig,” Trent explained.
“What's the going rate for an artist's soul these days?” Jane asked.
“20 bucks, an hour of free studio time and a set of tires,” Trent answered.
“That’s it?” Jane asked.
“They’re new tires,” Trent explained.
Sick Sad World returned.
“Hey, look, it’s that guy,” Trent said.
“And what unspeakable acts did the space beings perform on you?” the usual reporter asked.
“They took my flesh and replaced it with an alien synthetic skin. A skin capable of sensations you can't even imagine. But that's not the worst of it,” the former Pizza guy said before breaking down and crying.
“Uh-oh, he's gonna get his skin wet and shrink it,” Jane commented.
“They used me, and then they made me lose my job.”
“You saw it first on Sick, Sad World. Alien love goddesses are depriving Americans of their skins and their jobs.”
Then a shot of Daria and Jane in ‘space vixen’ outfits were shown.
“Hey, cool,” Trent said.
“We should be upset, right?” Daria said.
“I don’t know, those outfits look pretty good,” Jane said.
“You’re kidding, right?” Daria asked.
“Nope!”
“Then again. I doubt anyone is taping this.”
“Only very few,” Jane said in reassurance.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Thursday, December 3, 1999
Teacher Falsely Accused
Anthony DeMartino claims that he was falsely accused of being an illegal immigrant prior to his arrest on Tuesday.
Words: 520
Total: 562