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Excerpt
from: Return to Alamos Town
“Yes!”
Ash said.
“So,
Dialga and Palkia were really there?”
“That’s
right.”
“Are the
Space-Time Towers really that impressive up close?” Goh asked.
“Of
course! In fact, I’d like to show you.”
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32
Excerpt
from: A twisted Invitation
“Brittany!”
Quinn said. “You’re here for Daria’s party?”
“Yes,”
Brittany answered. “I’m hope I’m not too late.
“Oh, not
at all,” Quinn said as she let Brittany in.
There
were a large number of people in the living room already. Brittany saw that
Jodie and Mack were already there. ‘Of course they are,’ she mused.
“Hi, Brittany!”
Daria said.
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Excerpt
from: Spider Quinn
“But, Kevvy.” He continued to be amorous “Kevvy!”
“Huh?” Kevin asked.
“Didn't you say we were going to follow her and save the
world and stuff?” she asked. She liked making him think some things were his
idea.
“Oh, yeah. But I don't think we have to save the world
right this second,’ he responded.
“Great!” she said. A few more moments of making out
wouldn’t go awry, she considered.
Suddenly there was a purr above them. ” Que
passionato!”
‘Oh great!’ Brittany thought. ‘Upchuck!’
“Hey! We're trying to save the world here!” Kevin said as
he shone his flashlight at Charles.
“And I'm trying to find the space maidens' ship so they
can take me back and make me their love slave,” Charles responded.
“Oh cool,” Kevin said.
Two more flashlights turned on. “Well, you were right.
Everyone has gone crazy,” Jodie Landon said.
“I knew you'd try something, Kevin. I figured I owed it
to the team to keep you from humiliating yourself,” Mack said.
Bushes rustled and Mr. O’Neill emerged.
“Mr. O'Neill? Don't tell me you're hunting communists,
too?” Mack asked incredulously.
O’Neill laughed nervously. “I wouldn't call it hunting. I
heard a rumor about secret police kidnapping educators and spiriting them off
to the gulag. But me? No. I frequently go for walks with a, um, flashlight in
case the streetlights go out.”
There was another rustle above and SpiderGirl emerged
upside down, lowering herself halfway down by a thread. “What’s going on here?
Paranormal?”
“Not very,” Jodie said, looking around.
‘Probably meant paranoia,’ Brittany thought.
“These reds come red-hot from the red planet itself.
We're talking Mars,” Charles said.
“Really?” SpiderGirl asked, her voice showing
incredulity.
“Charles, I think you mean Marx,” O’Neill said as he
dropped his flashlight.
Jane answered the door. “You made it. Cool. I was
starting to... whoa!”
Daria also looked at the flashing lights in the nearby
woods.
O’Neill found his flashlight. “Found it.”
“But why are you all, like, sneaking around with
flashlights?” SpiderGirl asked.
“Good question,” Jodie said.
The others all switched off their flashlights.
“Did we just see a U.F.O.?” Jane asked.
“You're getting paranoid. It's probably just an informal
get-together of local stalkers. You know, hang out, swap stories, try out each
other's skeleton keys,” Daria responded.
“But only an idiot would go stalking with a flashlight,
especially with that SpiderGirl about.”
“Come on. This is Lawndale,” Daria said as she went
inside.
“Your’re right, SpiderGirl, we’ve all been acting very
foolish.”
“Hey, man, speak for yourself,” Kevin objected.
“Oh! Sorry, Kevin, “ O’Neill said. “But I wonder if maybe
a rally might be in order. You know, something before classes to promote
understanding, remove the fear, and increase the peace.”
“Are you sure?” SpiderGirl asked, before Kevin could get
a word in.
“Quite sure. It won’t get out of control,” O’Neill said.
“But, practice is before classes. He's trying to destroy
football. He's one of them!”
“No he isn’t,” SpiderGirl said, trying to keep calm.
“Who?” Brittany asked.
“I thought you knew.”
‘Time to go, Kevin,” Mack said.
“I’ll stay and talk to SpiderGirl for a bit,” Brittany
said.
“Sure,” Jodie said. She turned to Upchuck. “Come along,
Charles, we’ve had enough excitement for one night.”
“Yes, I better go too,” O’Neill said.
SpiderGirl wasn’t sure why Brittany wanted to talk to
her. “What’s up?” she asked.
“Um, What is it like being a hero, fighting crime?”
Brittany asked, whilst twirling a pigtail.
“Difficult. But the thanks I get from the people rescued
from muggers make it more than worth it.”
“What made you start?”
“Someone died,” SpiderGirl answered, trying not to give
anything away.
But it seemed that Brittany made some connections. “Like
that carjacking, when one of my friends’ father died two weeks ago.”
“Yes,” SpiderGirl said carefully. “That was the last
straw. That was when I knew Lawndale is declining into a crime filled…” she
paused, seeing that Brittany got what she was saying.
Brittany nodded. “But you have powers, right?”
“Yes, but why are you asking all this?” SpiderGirl asked.
“Like, after that death, I’ve been thinking about what’s
been happening. And maybe I could help in some way.”
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Total: 789
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