Post by Alice Wilde on Dec 1, 2004 20:05:34 GMT -5
Well, here it is.
The first chapter of what we decided in the chat room to call the daycare center fic.
I'm rather sorry about this chapter, but it's the first one, and it's really only there to set everything up...
So, yes. No smut in this chapter, and the ships will try to go along with the chart:
Well...here you go.
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“...Is that...OH MY GOD IT IS...PANDORA, HI!!” Alice cried, dashing over to meet Pandora. She (Alice) had received a letter, and a plane ticket to Washington DC from John Edwards, informing her that there was going to be a “fun and froody party” tonight with “nice people just like her”. She had no idea what that meant, but the letter was from John Edwards. That’s all mattered. She snuck out of her house in Texas, and flew to D.C. the next day. After rereading the letter, she discovered the party was at the White House, which was confusing considering that John Edwards didn’t live there.
That didn’t matter, though.
“Belice, hi!” Pandora said, standing on the White House lawn, looking up at the structure. She turned back to Alice. “Wait...what are you doing here? ARE YOU STALKING ME? I knew it.”
“No, I got this letter from John Edwards...” Alice searched her purse for it and handed it to Pandora. While this was happening the grass crunched behind them.
“J! M! RANDOM DUDE THAT’S WITH THEM! WALTER!” Alice waved.
“That’s Zemrae to you, freaky chick.” Zemrae said.
“Hey, it’s Alice! And, Noodles!” J ran over to them, with M, and Zemrae following behind. “What’re you two doing here?” She asked.
"I got a letter from John Edwards saying to be here for a party-” Alice and Pandora said in unison. They looked at each other.
“John Edwards sent you a letter too?” Alice asked.
“Yup.” Pandora nodded.
“Really?” M questioned. “Us too. Even Walter got one.” J held up the sword for added affect.
“I told you, Snicket,” A girl said walking onto the lawn, with a pimply boy following behind her. “you should have just did the award show. That’s all 667 wanted anyway...” She stopped when she saw the large group that had also gathered on the lawn, and looked at them.
“Alice, Pandora, J, and M!” She cried, dashing over to meet them.
“And, who are you?” Pandora asked, confused.
“It’s me. Antenora. From 667.” Antenora smiled. “I check the picture thread sometimes. And, this is Snicket, you know that dude who freaked out on 667.” She gestured to the boy behind her, who nodded.
“I’ve been stalking her for months,” Snicket said, grinning.
“Hi, Antenora.” Alice said. “And, Snicket, that’s just weird.”
“‘Nora, hi!” J said.
As the rest of the group exchanged greetings, a mysterious someone appeared in the White House doorway.
“Good to see you’re all here,” John Kerry called. He was smoothed his hands through his grey hair, and smiled, in an mysterious way.
“OH MY GOD IT’S JOHN KERRY!” Snicket screamed, and fainted, while the others stared at the senator like deer in the headlights of a large bus that was screeching out of control. John continued to smile.
“Mr. Senator...” Pandora muttered, breaking the silence.
“Come on in, children.” John said, gesturing into the White House. The group stayed put, far too awed to move.
“He just told us to go inside...the White House.” Alice whispered, to no one in particular.
“I know.” M said. Zemrae, Antenora, J and Pandora said nothing. John sighed.
“I don’t bite all too hard, you know.” He said, walking out onto the lawn, and sticking his hand out to Antenora.
“It’s nice to meet you.” He said, smiling. Antenora blinked, and shook his hand starstruck. John nodded over to the rest. “It’s nice to meet you all, too.”
They nodded in return.
“Um...Senator K-Kerry?” Alice asked.
“Yes, Miss A-Alice?” John mocked.
“Are you going...Are you a part of the thing that’s happening here tonight?”
“Indeed, I am.” John grinned. “Come on. I’ll explain it all when we’re inside.”
The group ran inside, leaving the unconscious Snicket and the Senator on the lawn.
John smiled, walked inside, and locked the White House door behind him, telling secret service to make sure no one else got inside.
“Like I said, it’s good to see you all here. I think John will be really pleased.” John said, once everyone was in the hall.
A thought struck Pandora. “John...Edwards?” She asked the senator.
“Yes, John Edwards.”
“Squee!”
“And, Mr. Senator...” Alice asked, looking around White House front hall. “Why are we all here?”
“Yes, I thought that was rather odd.”Antenora commented. “No one here has really done anything...noteworthy in the political realm, at least not to my knowledge.”
“Ah.” John said. “I thought you’d ask that. You see, John (Edwards, not me) is a pretty avid reader of that book series...that AsoUE. And, he found that site, 667 Dark Avenue. He utterly loves the site...and, he loves all of you. So, he thought...because we know you’re all pretty much Democrats...that he’d throw a party for you all, and some other people he took a liking too.” John laughed, and his eyes twinkled.
“But...why at the White House?” M asked.
John’s smile grew wider. “The president and his administration have gone away from the house this weekend.”
J looked around. “That’s good enough for me.” She said. The group nodded.
“Good.” John said. “Now, follow me. The party’s this way.”
John lead the group into a lit, red, though small ballroom. A few people milled around the room, waiting for something to happen.
“Hey, look.” Ralph Nader said. Alice looked again. RALPH NADER OMG, she thought. “More people.”
The other easily recognizable people acknowledged the groups existence. Alice felt herself grow faint. She saw Bill Maher, Ford Prefect, REMUS LUPIN and SIRIUS BLACK, Will Parry, Ken Jennings, Sark, and...she uttered a low ‘squee’ when she saw this man... DANIEL HANDLER.
“Oh. My. God.” Pandora whispered, next to her.
“J IT’S REMUS AND SIRIUS!” M cried. “AND WILL! AND FOOORRRRD OMGOMGOMG!!!!”
“BILL MAHER!!” J shouted. Bill looked over at her, waved lightly and smiled.
“RALPH NADER!” Antenora screamed. “AND DANIEL HANDLER!!”
“KEN JENNINGS!” Alice raved.
“SARK SARK SARK!” Pandora shrieked. The girls (that’s everyone, but Zemrae) of the group were struck with the sudden obsessive fangirl-y desire to yell the fangirlee’s name over and over again.
“JOHN EDWARDS!” Zemrae shouted, suddenly fanning himself with his hands.
Everyone in the room looked for John Edwards at this. And, found him. John was on top of a staircase leading into the ballroom.
“Hello, everyone!” He called. “And, welcome to my first “fun” party! There are drinks on the table, and dinner will be served in a short while.”
Everyone in the room clapped, and cheered. John smiled then searched the crowd.
“Antenora!” He called. She stared at him, breathless. “Come up here!” John said. With a quick glance at the others, Antenora dashed up the staircase, followed Edwards upstairs and was not seen again for another hour or so.
John Kerry glared up the staircase, looking shocked. He did not move, or give any other sign for anyone else to move. So, everyone ignored him, and went about meeting new people, get drunk on what everyone thought was green Kool-Aid, but later turned out to be illegal and potent absinthe, and to later on have lots and lots of freaky sex.
J and M went on to attack Ford Prefect, Bill Maher, and Will Parry with their fangirlishness, and Alice decided to go chat with Daniel Handler and Ralph Nader...leaving Pandora pretty much alone.
She sighed, and went over to the “Kool-Aid” bowl.
The first chapter of what we decided in the chat room to call the daycare center fic.
I'm rather sorry about this chapter, but it's the first one, and it's really only there to set everything up...
So, yes. No smut in this chapter, and the ships will try to go along with the chart:
Well...here you go.
----------
“...Is that...OH MY GOD IT IS...PANDORA, HI!!” Alice cried, dashing over to meet Pandora. She (Alice) had received a letter, and a plane ticket to Washington DC from John Edwards, informing her that there was going to be a “fun and froody party” tonight with “nice people just like her”. She had no idea what that meant, but the letter was from John Edwards. That’s all mattered. She snuck out of her house in Texas, and flew to D.C. the next day. After rereading the letter, she discovered the party was at the White House, which was confusing considering that John Edwards didn’t live there.
That didn’t matter, though.
“Belice, hi!” Pandora said, standing on the White House lawn, looking up at the structure. She turned back to Alice. “Wait...what are you doing here? ARE YOU STALKING ME? I knew it.”
“No, I got this letter from John Edwards...” Alice searched her purse for it and handed it to Pandora. While this was happening the grass crunched behind them.
“J! M! RANDOM DUDE THAT’S WITH THEM! WALTER!” Alice waved.
“That’s Zemrae to you, freaky chick.” Zemrae said.
“Hey, it’s Alice! And, Noodles!” J ran over to them, with M, and Zemrae following behind. “What’re you two doing here?” She asked.
"I got a letter from John Edwards saying to be here for a party-” Alice and Pandora said in unison. They looked at each other.
“John Edwards sent you a letter too?” Alice asked.
“Yup.” Pandora nodded.
“Really?” M questioned. “Us too. Even Walter got one.” J held up the sword for added affect.
“I told you, Snicket,” A girl said walking onto the lawn, with a pimply boy following behind her. “you should have just did the award show. That’s all 667 wanted anyway...” She stopped when she saw the large group that had also gathered on the lawn, and looked at them.
“Alice, Pandora, J, and M!” She cried, dashing over to meet them.
“And, who are you?” Pandora asked, confused.
“It’s me. Antenora. From 667.” Antenora smiled. “I check the picture thread sometimes. And, this is Snicket, you know that dude who freaked out on 667.” She gestured to the boy behind her, who nodded.
“I’ve been stalking her for months,” Snicket said, grinning.
“Hi, Antenora.” Alice said. “And, Snicket, that’s just weird.”
“‘Nora, hi!” J said.
As the rest of the group exchanged greetings, a mysterious someone appeared in the White House doorway.
“Good to see you’re all here,” John Kerry called. He was smoothed his hands through his grey hair, and smiled, in an mysterious way.
“OH MY GOD IT’S JOHN KERRY!” Snicket screamed, and fainted, while the others stared at the senator like deer in the headlights of a large bus that was screeching out of control. John continued to smile.
“Mr. Senator...” Pandora muttered, breaking the silence.
“Come on in, children.” John said, gesturing into the White House. The group stayed put, far too awed to move.
“He just told us to go inside...the White House.” Alice whispered, to no one in particular.
“I know.” M said. Zemrae, Antenora, J and Pandora said nothing. John sighed.
“I don’t bite all too hard, you know.” He said, walking out onto the lawn, and sticking his hand out to Antenora.
“It’s nice to meet you.” He said, smiling. Antenora blinked, and shook his hand starstruck. John nodded over to the rest. “It’s nice to meet you all, too.”
They nodded in return.
“Um...Senator K-Kerry?” Alice asked.
“Yes, Miss A-Alice?” John mocked.
“Are you going...Are you a part of the thing that’s happening here tonight?”
“Indeed, I am.” John grinned. “Come on. I’ll explain it all when we’re inside.”
The group ran inside, leaving the unconscious Snicket and the Senator on the lawn.
John smiled, walked inside, and locked the White House door behind him, telling secret service to make sure no one else got inside.
“Like I said, it’s good to see you all here. I think John will be really pleased.” John said, once everyone was in the hall.
A thought struck Pandora. “John...Edwards?” She asked the senator.
“Yes, John Edwards.”
“Squee!”
“And, Mr. Senator...” Alice asked, looking around White House front hall. “Why are we all here?”
“Yes, I thought that was rather odd.”Antenora commented. “No one here has really done anything...noteworthy in the political realm, at least not to my knowledge.”
“Ah.” John said. “I thought you’d ask that. You see, John (Edwards, not me) is a pretty avid reader of that book series...that AsoUE. And, he found that site, 667 Dark Avenue. He utterly loves the site...and, he loves all of you. So, he thought...because we know you’re all pretty much Democrats...that he’d throw a party for you all, and some other people he took a liking too.” John laughed, and his eyes twinkled.
“But...why at the White House?” M asked.
John’s smile grew wider. “The president and his administration have gone away from the house this weekend.”
J looked around. “That’s good enough for me.” She said. The group nodded.
“Good.” John said. “Now, follow me. The party’s this way.”
John lead the group into a lit, red, though small ballroom. A few people milled around the room, waiting for something to happen.
“Hey, look.” Ralph Nader said. Alice looked again. RALPH NADER OMG, she thought. “More people.”
The other easily recognizable people acknowledged the groups existence. Alice felt herself grow faint. She saw Bill Maher, Ford Prefect, REMUS LUPIN and SIRIUS BLACK, Will Parry, Ken Jennings, Sark, and...she uttered a low ‘squee’ when she saw this man... DANIEL HANDLER.
“Oh. My. God.” Pandora whispered, next to her.
“J IT’S REMUS AND SIRIUS!” M cried. “AND WILL! AND FOOORRRRD OMGOMGOMG!!!!”
“BILL MAHER!!” J shouted. Bill looked over at her, waved lightly and smiled.
“RALPH NADER!” Antenora screamed. “AND DANIEL HANDLER!!”
“KEN JENNINGS!” Alice raved.
“SARK SARK SARK!” Pandora shrieked. The girls (that’s everyone, but Zemrae) of the group were struck with the sudden obsessive fangirl-y desire to yell the fangirlee’s name over and over again.
“JOHN EDWARDS!” Zemrae shouted, suddenly fanning himself with his hands.
Everyone in the room looked for John Edwards at this. And, found him. John was on top of a staircase leading into the ballroom.
“Hello, everyone!” He called. “And, welcome to my first “fun” party! There are drinks on the table, and dinner will be served in a short while.”
Everyone in the room clapped, and cheered. John smiled then searched the crowd.
“Antenora!” He called. She stared at him, breathless. “Come up here!” John said. With a quick glance at the others, Antenora dashed up the staircase, followed Edwards upstairs and was not seen again for another hour or so.
John Kerry glared up the staircase, looking shocked. He did not move, or give any other sign for anyone else to move. So, everyone ignored him, and went about meeting new people, get drunk on what everyone thought was green Kool-Aid, but later turned out to be illegal and potent absinthe, and to later on have lots and lots of freaky sex.
J and M went on to attack Ford Prefect, Bill Maher, and Will Parry with their fangirlishness, and Alice decided to go chat with Daniel Handler and Ralph Nader...leaving Pandora pretty much alone.
She sighed, and went over to the “Kool-Aid” bowl.