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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
91
Views:
11,130
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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507 - Art Burn (2)
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507: Art Burn (2)
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
Let's change what happened at the beginning of this episode and see what happens.
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Daria bit her lip. The gazebo didn't appear to be a very sturdy structure. A moment later, a loud crack sound could be heard. The next few seconds moved quite quickly as the band abandoned the collapsing gazebo. Unfortunately, a part of the wood structure struck Trent right on the head. Daria's eyes widen in horror while Jane ran over to where Jessie and Max were checking up on Trent. Daria rushed back into the house. Trent was going to need the help of a hospital. She would return a moment later hearing Jane yelling at her other brother, Wind, about his complaining about the gazebo falling down instead of being concerned for Trent. Hearing the ambulance, Daria rushes back inside and leads the paramedics to the back yard.
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Daria quietly sighed as she looked upon the latest creation her father had made for dinner. She ignored Quinn going on and on about whatever the hell she was going on about. However, before Helen could stop Quinn in order to Talk to Daria, the ever present cell-phone rang. Seeing her chance, Daria got up, cleaned her plate and headed for her room. She laid down and sighed. The accident with Trent was stirring those feelings for him again. For the slightest of moments, she had thought he was dead the way he'd been laying there. They had to put staples in his skull and he was in a coma for the moment.
'Damn, why is this effecting me like this?' she asked herself. The phone rang and she picked it up. Tom greeted her and she allowed herself to be distracted by him, but it wasn't working all that well in distracting her.
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Jane and Daria entered Trent's room and Jessie and Max silently let the girls replace them in their watch over Trent. Daria could tell Jane was ready to explode and that what she did.
"I can't believe that idiot Wind! He sees his brother laying on the ground with his head bleeding and all he can think about is why the naming gazebo has collapsed and if it can be fixed or not! I'm going to kill him I swear it!" Jane ranted.
"Feel better?" Daria asked.
"A little, listen, thanks for calling the paramedics."
"I was the only one that wasn't hysterical or in shock for a prolonged period of time."
"No wonder you were so stressed out when your father had a heart attack. You were the only level headed one amongst a group of family members that couldn't keep their head on straight."
"Yeah, well, this is affecting me as well."
"What do you mean?"
"That damn dead crush isn't as dead as I thought it was." she said and sighed. "Had not failed in getting us that damned music. That was what killed it in the first place."
"Damn, and I suggested bringing Trent in on that stupid assignment. Instead of yentaing, I killed it. Or, O'Neil killed it." Jane finished with a smirk and Daria groaned in displeasure.
"This is our final semester, but I think I'm no longer going to say anything in his class or whenever I have to be in O'Neil's presence."
"Why don't we just vow not to speak to anyone at that school ever again?"
"Not as long as certain idiot quarterbacks, certain idiot cheerleaders, and certain overachieving students keep wanting to talk to us." Daria countered and Jane sighed. "Have your parents come back?"
"Not yet, but the moment they do, I'm going to make sure my story paints Wind in the worse sort way."
"Have they said when he might wake up?"
"No, he took a bad blow to the head so they don't know when he'll wake..." Jane was stopped by the sound of the person laying in the bed groaning in pain.
"Man, my head's killing me. What happened?" Trent asked.
"Well, welcome back to the the realm of the conscious." Jane greeted.
"Ugh, what happened Janie?"
"You tried to get out of that piece of crap gazebo but part of it tried to occupy the same space your head was occupying and you ended up here and here is where you've been for the past couple of days."
"Man, never doing that again."
"Yeah well, I'm just glad you woke up. You gave me a scare there. You know you're the only family I can stand to be around for more than five minutes." Jane said and Trent laughed.
"Does mom know yet?"
"Nope. She and dad haven't returned but I'll give them an ear full when they get back." Jane replied.
'He's going to be fine. If he hadn't woken up soon...' Daria thought. 'One failed project and I'm set on a path to get with Jane's boyfriend...it's like a poorly written season of a show that probably at one time had good episodes but then decided to have the boyfriend of one of the characters cheat on her with another main character. Why would anyone write something like that?' She discarded those thoughts as the nurses and a doctor came into the room. He'd recover.
507: Art Burn (2)
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
Let's change what happened at the beginning of this episode and see what happens.
888
Daria bit her lip. The gazebo didn't appear to be a very sturdy structure. A moment later, a loud crack sound could be heard. The next few seconds moved quite quickly as the band abandoned the collapsing gazebo. Unfortunately, a part of the wood structure struck Trent right on the head. Daria's eyes widen in horror while Jane ran over to where Jessie and Max were checking up on Trent. Daria rushed back into the house. Trent was going to need the help of a hospital. She would return a moment later hearing Jane yelling at her other brother, Wind, about his complaining about the gazebo falling down instead of being concerned for Trent. Hearing the ambulance, Daria rushes back inside and leads the paramedics to the back yard.
888
Daria quietly sighed as she looked upon the latest creation her father had made for dinner. She ignored Quinn going on and on about whatever the hell she was going on about. However, before Helen could stop Quinn in order to Talk to Daria, the ever present cell-phone rang. Seeing her chance, Daria got up, cleaned her plate and headed for her room. She laid down and sighed. The accident with Trent was stirring those feelings for him again. For the slightest of moments, she had thought he was dead the way he'd been laying there. They had to put staples in his skull and he was in a coma for the moment.
'Damn, why is this effecting me like this?' she asked herself. The phone rang and she picked it up. Tom greeted her and she allowed herself to be distracted by him, but it wasn't working all that well in distracting her.
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Jane and Daria entered Trent's room and Jessie and Max silently let the girls replace them in their watch over Trent. Daria could tell Jane was ready to explode and that what she did.
"I can't believe that idiot Wind! He sees his brother laying on the ground with his head bleeding and all he can think about is why the naming gazebo has collapsed and if it can be fixed or not! I'm going to kill him I swear it!" Jane ranted.
"Feel better?" Daria asked.
"A little, listen, thanks for calling the paramedics."
"I was the only one that wasn't hysterical or in shock for a prolonged period of time."
"No wonder you were so stressed out when your father had a heart attack. You were the only level headed one amongst a group of family members that couldn't keep their head on straight."
"Yeah, well, this is affecting me as well."
"What do you mean?"
"That damn dead crush isn't as dead as I thought it was." she said and sighed. "Had not failed in getting us that damned music. That was what killed it in the first place."
"Damn, and I suggested bringing Trent in on that stupid assignment. Instead of yentaing, I killed it. Or, O'Neil killed it." Jane finished with a smirk and Daria groaned in displeasure.
"This is our final semester, but I think I'm no longer going to say anything in his class or whenever I have to be in O'Neil's presence."
"Why don't we just vow not to speak to anyone at that school ever again?"
"Not as long as certain idiot quarterbacks, certain idiot cheerleaders, and certain overachieving students keep wanting to talk to us." Daria countered and Jane sighed. "Have your parents come back?"
"Not yet, but the moment they do, I'm going to make sure my story paints Wind in the worse sort way."
"Have they said when he might wake up?"
"No, he took a bad blow to the head so they don't know when he'll wake..." Jane was stopped by the sound of the person laying in the bed groaning in pain.
"Man, my head's killing me. What happened?" Trent asked.
"Well, welcome back to the the realm of the conscious." Jane greeted.
"Ugh, what happened Janie?"
"You tried to get out of that piece of crap gazebo but part of it tried to occupy the same space your head was occupying and you ended up here and here is where you've been for the past couple of days."
"Man, never doing that again."
"Yeah well, I'm just glad you woke up. You gave me a scare there. You know you're the only family I can stand to be around for more than five minutes." Jane said and Trent laughed.
"Does mom know yet?"
"Nope. She and dad haven't returned but I'll give them an ear full when they get back." Jane replied.
'He's going to be fine. If he hadn't woken up soon...' Daria thought. 'One failed project and I'm set on a path to get with Jane's boyfriend...it's like a poorly written season of a show that probably at one time had good episodes but then decided to have the boyfriend of one of the characters cheat on her with another main character. Why would anyone write something like that?' She discarded those thoughts as the nurses and a doctor came into the room. He'd recover.