The next morning at exactly 6 am......
~IS's POV~
I woke up the next morning felling like crap. My chest hurt like hell, my body ached, and I probably smelled like homeless person's foot! I looked around and noticed I was in a hospital. OH SHIT, DOES THAT MEAN THERE ARE NEEDLES ATTACHED TO ME!? I absolutly HATE needles more than anything in the world. There cold, long and pointy, and the fact that they can take blood out of your body isn't a pleasent thought either. I was realived to see that no needles were attached to me. Actually, nothing was attached to me. Everything in the room was off. The machines, the thing that tells you your pulse, even the lights were off! Weird. Just as I started to get up a nurse walked in the room with her full attention on whatever was written on the paper in her hands. Uh, Hello. Can you tell me what I'm doing here? My voice must have scared the shit out of her because she jumped, dropped her papers, and started to turn white as a ghost. "Y-Yo--This isn't possible! You were dead!" FUCKING HADES!! Heh, sorry to disappoint you but I'm alive now so can I go home or... "Oh, Uh yeah of coarse...just let me talk to my.....You really were dead though!" Suddenly I felt sick and depressed. So when I die every night, I really do DIE. I better die in private so this doesn't keep happening to me. I guess I'm just lucky then! I said putting on a fake smile.
About 20 miniutes later I walked out of the Hospital feeling....a lot better than I did yesterday... causing strange looks from all the doctors and nurses who believed I really was dead. I was quite ammusing but also annoying. This will get old after a few weeks. My feet started walking me somewhere without me realizing it so I had no idea where I was going, I just let it be. when I stopped I was across the street from a comic book shop? All That And More.....OH YEAH! I HAVE A JOB NOW! :D ~score~ Well lets do this then!
*DING* The first thing I noticed when I walked in this comic book store was-- HOLY SHIT THIS PLACE IS AWESOME! :D I ran right over to a shelf that held thousands of my favorite video games, comics, books, you name it! WOA! YOU GUYS HAVE X-MEN COMICS!! :D ~sweet~ While I was ranting about how kick-ass this place was, a tall,skinny guy who I assume was the manager came around the corner with an irritated, anamused expression on his face. Hey I know this guy! Jack? When he saw who I was his face expression softened and faded into a large, creepy smile. "Oh hey IS, your just on time *checks watch* 4:32...not bad for your first day." When he saw that I was fully absorbed in the comic I had grasped tightly in my hands and that I wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to him, he smiled and took the comic away. Heeeeyyy! I was reading that! "Haha you can read on your own time, right now you need to get up there and start selling these comics!" Uh, fine! I said dramatically and flipped my hair! "Haha wow, your such a drama queen!" "Hey, while I'm thinking about it, let me introduce you to your co-worker, Frank." He led me to the frount of the room behind a counter and introduced me to a man who was really.....short! He looked to be about 5'4 at the most. He had short blck hair that went down to about his neck, hazel eyes, and MY GOD HE HAD LOT OF TATS! Hehe tAts gerrd, not tits calm down :3 "IS this is Frank, Frank, IS." "YEAH! :D YOU FINALLY GOT ME SOME HELP!" He started to say something else but I cut him off by ninja jumping at him and attacking his many tattoos. WOA! YOUR LIKE A HUMAN PAINTING! :D "NICE TO MEET YOU TOO!" Heh. Sorry you just look really cool. He suddenly grew possible the biggest pedophile glare in the world and gave me a huge bear hug. "AWE THANK YOU! :D" "Ahem, should I leave you two to get to know each other inside your pants or are you guys goign to get to work?" ":O JACK!? YOUR NOT JELLY ARE YOU?" "Cause we can always have some alone time-- "ALRIGHT SHUT UP ND GET TO WORK BEFORE I FIRE BOTH YOUR ASES!" Frank and I started laughing uncotrollably knocking comic books all over the floor while Jack just shook his hed and left the room. "Haha! So IS tell me about yourself!" Huh, well I have a huge fettish for chickens and everytime I go to KFC I have a little explosion in my pants. " O_O Uh....." JUST KIDDING! AHAH! Uhm lets see, I'm a huge nerd, so I love pretty much everything here, I love rock, Love to draw, Likes to yell at sluts and ...you know, have fun! :D "Pfft! That's better! But still..NO KFC FOR YOU ANYMORE! >:D" Awe but the chickens..... "NOPE! NNNNOOOOPPPPEEEE!" he then proceded to frolic round the shop chanting "No chickens for IS! IS GETS NO CHICKENS TONIGT WOHOO!" Pfft! Asswad! That's it! I'm bringing a huge bucket of KFC to work tomorrow and eating it right in frount of him with a creepy grin on my face! >:D
A few hours later we both got out of work and started heading home. I really got to know Frank today. He was really cool. We both had the same taste in music, he is as weird as I am, and were both really hate pigeons....I don't know how we got into that conversation but we just don't like the fact that they can just fly around anywhere they want eating people's food and pooping on there cars. Speaking of that! Neither of us idiots have cars nd we have to walk to work everydy...looks like we won't become fat blobby zombies from lack of exercise. "So long story short, I learned that women with mustaches shouldn't wear a dress EVER!" NICE CONCLUSION BRO! WE MIGHT JUST HAVE TO DOCUMENT THAT SHIT! :D "Your MOM needs to document her shit!" I-I don't think anyone would like to see that..... "You never know man, the National History Muesum might be intrested in that shit....BA -DAM- PSH! :'D" Psh! so your saying my mom's shit has ancient history in it! o_O "Yeah....ANCIENT HISTOEY OF LAST NIGHTS DINNER!" "Hahaha!! :D" I noticed that Frank and I have been walking around in circles for a couple hours now and that we needed to get home soon. I casualy pulled out my phone and the time said 10:20. SHITSHITSHIT! I was going to die in 10 miniutes and I have no idea where I am. I hope I'm not anywhere near a hospital because it would suck major egg pellets if I woke up in the same situation I did this morning. Haha, hey Frank do you know where we are? "No actually I don't." ....Thanks for the help buttface -_- PSH! Then we better find a map for this bitch! "Agreed my brotha!"
We eventually made out way back to my appartment building (which Frank happened to live in as well -_-) and the time was 10:28. Heh. I didn't really want Frank to have to see me die because we just meet but I guess he'll have to find out about my 'life condition' sooner or later. "Hey what number is your appartment bro?" "Mine is 220." Oh mine is ---- ~HEART ATTACK TIME! :D~ As soon as I hit the ground, Frank was already panicking leaning down next to me screaming my name, slapping my face so I'll stay awake. Psh! I can still feel that asshole! Hmm, I decided to have fun with this. As soon as I wake up, I'm going to scare the crap out of Frank and do a little victory dance around him.Yupp, that's the plan. Well....Death, HERE I COME! *dramitic pause*
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10 miniutes later...
~Frank's POV~
SHIT! IS! IIISSSSS!!! WAKE UP BUDDY! WAKE UP! I quickly started to panic. Did he just die? How the Hell!? Oh god, if anyone were to walk out of there rooms right now seeing me over IS's dead body they would think I just murdered him. SHIT! I need to get out of public. I guess I'll just take him to my appartment. But what am I going to do with his ded fucking body!? Geese Frank think! I started hearing distant footsteeps so I did the first thing my concious told me to which was take him to my appartment. ....FML -_- ... I dragged IS's lifeless body upstairs to my appartment door and had to practically catapolt him onto the cold, hard floor of my kitchen. GOD DAMN YOUR HEAVY IS!! Well I guess anyone would be heavy if they were dead..... Oh so now I'm talking to myself!? GREAT! Just great Frank. go crazy with IS's dead body laying 2 feet in frount of me. My mind was too full. I did the only thing I could which was to stumble off to bed and try to forget this whole thing. Mybe if I have a good night's rest then all this will be gone in the morning... PSH, YEAH RIGHT! ^_^ *YAWN* Whatever... *falls onto bed face first* ZZZzzzz
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The Next Morning...
~IS's POV~
I woke up on Frank's cold kitchen floor really excited. But geese man, you could have spared a pillow or two for your dead homie! Frank better be redy for his revenge because I sure as hell am! >:D *evil snicker* I found Frank passed out cold on his bed, still in his clothes from last night. I guess my 'death' really put him in shock.....COOL! :D ....something's seriously wrong with me...OH WELL, TIME FOR REVENGE! >:D I grabbed a marker that was laying on Frank's counter and ran for his face. MUSTACHE TIME! :3 When I had completed my 'revenge' Franks face was covered in mustaches, monicles, and looser signs. *snicker snicker* Oh who am I kidding! HAAHAHA FRANK GET YOUR SS UP AND CHECK OUT YOUR FACE, IT'S HILARIOUS! :'D "Frank, scared shitless, jumped out of his bed and landed on the floor which caused me to laugh even harder. He then got up saw me and almost peed himslef. "D-Dude what the hell! You were just dead on my kitchen floor! How are you alive!?" AHAHHA FF-FRANK! LOOK AT YOUR FACE! IT'S ALMOST AS TATTOOED AS THE REST OF YOU!! "IS! I'M SERIOUS! How are you alive right now?" ...ugh fine! *takes a long dramitic breath which caused Frank to roll his eyes* There uhm, there was something I forgot to tell you about me.... "....WELL!?"
I spent the next 2 and half hours explaining my story to Frank who looked confused, worried for my health, and hilarious because this bastard still hasn't washed off his face drawings! :) "So your saying that YOU! *points to me* yes "Die every night at 10:30 and wake up the next morning at 6:00?" yupp! "Dude...THAT'S AWESOME! :D" "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH FUN YOU COULD HAVE WITH THIS!?" Psh! what do you think I did this morning!? "What did you do this morning?" HAAH! YOU STILL DON'T KNOW!!?? "STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT!?" I tried to answer his question but all that came out of my mouth was a mega hyena laugh. B-BRO AHAHA GO CHECK YOUR FACE! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! Frank quickly ran into the bathroom and exactly 2.5 secconds later I heard a "IIISSSS!!!!" HAHAHAHAHAAHAHH!!!! "Dammit IS!" "GET THE FUCK IN HERE AND CLEAN MY FACE UNTILL IT'S SORRY!" Hah whut? " *mumble muble* stupid...elephant testicles up his....i'll give him a REAL mustache and looser sing on his face!" Haha oh shit! *runs like a little girl* He spent the next half hour cleaning his face and chasing with a piantball gun. I think it's now officially safe to say that Frank and I are best friends. =D
(A/N: Hello! :D Well uhm, after IS died the first time, I was susposed to do this whole '19 years later thing' becasue he was only 15. But I'm to fucking lazy! xD So just know that IS is 34 years old at the time and Frank is 32. Okay, you can go bck to your lives now :D )