The Bionic in the Basement - Lab Rats

Chapter 14- Kitty Likes a Scratch: Part 2.

A/N- I HOPE YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you for reading, commenting, voting, and all in all, being my favorite people on this very planet.

My parents are hiding away, discussing our Christmas presents. I hope I get something with an 'i' in it's title, because I want to be able to update you mobile.

I'm sorry. I'm not funny today. Don't leave me hanging though, it'll get bettah. HA HA HA HA I'M JUST TRYING TO FILL UP THIS SILENCE. 

Lol, check out my side-quote-pic-thing. It's got Kat in it, so you have a facial ref. That's one wild pic.

AGAIN, LOVE YOU READERS/COMMENTERS/VOTERS/FOLLOWERS/CASTLERS/COMBOS SORRY THIS CHAPTER IS CRAP!

(Okay, I wrote this A/N before I made some major revisions. The chapter may be better now yay, but it starts getting worse as you go. BEAR WITH ME.)

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Okay, two-billion things went wrong this morning. I'm gonna give you the run-down here-

1.) I flossed my teeth today, and I'd been very inconsistent with my oral health, so my gums bled.

2.) I tried to crimp my hair with this cool new crimpy-thingy I saw on a TV infomercial and purchased online, but the stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid thing neglected to tell me how crucial it was to spritz my hair with the "Hair Detangler" spray before I began, so now I have a choppy, frizzy, afro.

2.1) I'm wearing pigtails, and frankly, I think I look like someone shoved 2 celery sticks down each of my ears.

3.) Kat is annoying me with her never ending violent violet gaze ha ha violet violent I'm just trying not to cry. She just keeps glaring at me. But, it isn't just me she dislikes. I'm beginning to think she's being 'invaded by the redcoats', if you know what I mean, because she's constantly pissed off at everyone. 

"Kat, would you like some pancakes?"

"No."

"Kat, do you want to help us decorate the tree?"

"No."

"Kat, do you want a cookie?"

"No."

"Kat, will you sign this petition for freedom and equal rights for unicorns, fairies, and other majestic creatures, which also enables you to donate monthly to the needy, one needy person being a 5-year-old girl named Helen who's parents were killed in a car crash before she fled to the streets shortly after being abused at her foster home?"

*Murders*

"Eden."

"HELLO, KAT!" I shrieked, surprised. "Still glowering, I see."

"What?"

"I said, 'still glowing, I see.'" I lied.

"Whatever." Kat said, before stalking off, probably to kill a unicorn in front of Helen.

4.) I also bought some flats, but this morning when Eddy issued the de-contamination droid, the stupid droid (who is now on death roll, courtesy of moi) must've sucked the left shoe up. 

5.) Bree wouldn't let me borrow her boots, Adam's shoes were to big, Chase, Drake, and Leo's shoes were to small, (not that I would wear guy shoes anyway) Kat's shoes had the 'Flowers in the Attic" logo on it, (the one where the little girl is shooting herself in the head with a gun, and the blood turns into butterflies) so I threw up in them, and those were completely off my list, so the only other option were... TASHA'S RIDICULOUS ORANGE SNAKESKIN 5-INCH HIGH HEELS! Joy! Way to pick out some good Jacob Wynchills there, Tash'.