Subject: Re: [FFML] The SKJAM! Revengefic Challenge!
From: Stormwalker
Date: 9/26/1996, 11:02 PM
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Well,  here is the continuation of that last piece (I accidentally sent
it before I put this part in.)


	Two days later,  Stormwalker sat and pecked one-handed at the
keyboard.  He had still not quite decided whether or not to finish
Collapse, so he was editing the parts he had already written while he
made up his mind.
	"I thought you said you weren't going to work on this any more?" A
familiar voice prompted.
	Oh, no. He turned around, to see a normally-attired Nene this time.
"Umm... I can explain... please..."
	"All right.  I guess I'll just have to find another way to stop you
from writing.  Ooooh... I know!"  Nene grinned wickedly.  "Tell me... if
you could be anywhere, doing anything right now... where would you be?"
	"Uh... College Station, with my fiancee... and... um... you don't want
to know."
	Nene blushed.  "Right.  Maybe we can arrange that?"
	"You mean... I get to STAY there?"  Stormwalker looked suspicious.
	"What's keeping you from it now?" asked the Knight Saber.
	"Well... I have to finish school..."
	"There's a good school there," she countered
	"Yeah... but there's a slight problem with my GPA there..."
	Nene chuckled, "Easily remedied."
	"You wouldn't!"
	"I would.  You do realize, though, that I'm going to have to watch
you."
	Stormwalker chuckled.
	"That's not what I meant!" Nene shouted, following with a sharp slap
across his face.  "Hentai!"
	Stormwalker smirked, thinking.  "At least she's not wearing the
hardsuit this time."
	"You..." she continued, rolling her eyes.  "You don't even deny it."
	"Never.  What DID you mean, anyway?" he asked, not sure he was going to
like the answer.
	"Just suffice to say that some of us want to be sure you don't write
that fanfic... and we'll be staying close enough to see to it."
	"Uh... how close is close?" he asked nervously.
	Nene grinned.  "Let's just say you'll need a big apartment."
	"Great," he mumbled.  "I don't have a choice in this, do I?"
	"Not unless you'd like your other wrist broken."
	"Ok, you win."
	"Good.  Start packing."
	"NOW?"
	"Sure!  Why wait?"
	"Oh, boy."

END.



	Ok.  I'll admit that this wasn't as good as I'd have liked, but I just
kind of wrote it off the top of my head.  I hope it's not too terrible. 
It's kind of one-dimensional... but then again, there's only one thing I
can see really wrong with my life right now.
	
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