But....but she's dead...! was the first thought that ran through my mind. Obviously she wasn't; she was sitting in front of me.
Oh, shit. At this point I realized that Chi Chi was staring at me, waiting for a reply, and I had been gaping at Atomic Jumper, most likely openmouthed, for at least sixty seconds. Crap.
"Oh," I said lamely. Thankfully, I didn't have to elaborate, because just then, Chi Chi's pager rang.
"Umm..." she muttered. "Sorry, but I have to take this..." She looked up at me. "He told me not to leave you alone, but I think you'll be okay...won't you?"
"Yeah..." I murmured absentmindedly, my gaze having drifted back to Atomic Jumper. I still couldn't believe she was here; I was waiting for someone to jump out and say "Just kidding!!", but no such luck. It was a sign of the hopelessness of her situation that she didn't notice me staring.
That's about to change, I thought fiercely (can you think fiercely?). Chi Chi scurried out.
I didn't see how I was going to communicate with Atomic Jumper; I guessed that the walls were soundproof. My heart pounding, I pressed my fist into the weird substance of her cell.
She looked up with a dull expression. "Is it food already?" she said listlessly.
"Atomic Jumper, can you hear me?" I half-yelled.
"If I couldn't, would I be attempting to talk to you?" she replied dully. "Seriously, you're the dumbest worker here. But at least you're not a Jap."
"That's because I'm not a worker here," I snapped. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then took a deep breath. "Atomic Jumper, I'm an undercover Killjoy. Name's Sweetheart Gift, and I know your boyfriend."
The dull look left her face almost immediately, and she sat bolt upright. "You know..."
"Yes, I know Fun Ghoul."
Her mouth formed into a small O, then turned into a big grin. "I knew he'd come get me!! Oh my God-"
I held up a hand to cut her off. "Believe me, he didn't send me." Her expression morphed into hurt. "Well, he did. But you were definitely the last thing we hoped to find. He got some wrong information," I explained at her confused expression. "He thinks you're dead."
There was silence for a moment. I glanced around to find that everyone else was now gawping at us like children.
"He thinks I'm...dead?" she repeated. I nodded. She put her head in her hands.
"Don't worry; I'll tell him the truth. We're gonna get you out of here. All of you," I said to the rest. As one, their faces broke into smiles. Their colorful outfits contrasted brilliantly with the white walls that were burning my eyes out. It was so beautiful that I couldn't help but grin; Korse was going to get what he deserved. "I'll be back. I'll bring everyone I can. We'll get you out of here, and then march on this headquarters. All hell is gonna break loose!" This was met with rousing cheers of "Yeah!" and "Woo!" and whistling.
I would have loved to talk to them forever, but I had a job to do. I sighed and turned to Atomic Jumper. "Atomic J-can I call you Atomic J?" She nodded, beaming, tears running down her cheeks. "When are you due?"
"Two months," she said, swelling with pride.
"Tell you what," I said. "Your and Fun Ghoul's kid's gonna be born to a BLI-free world."
The cheers were ear-shattering at that, and the hope that swelled in my heart almost made it burst. Silently, Atomic J mouthed "Thank you."
I waved and, reluctantly, turned and ran back down the hallway, being hollered at the whole way.
When I made it back to the common area, Korse was waiting for me. I found it odd that he was the only one there, but I shook it off. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head. It was strange, but when he was pretending to be gentle, pretending to be a legitimate human being, my heart fluttered. I didn't want my body to respond like that, but I guess he was my first love. I knew that if Party Poison touched me at all, my heart would spaz out and beat for at least an hour at a pace that was totally unhealthy. So Korse can suck on that.
How the hell was I thinking about Party Poison at a time like this?!
"Did you find anything interesting?" he murmured.
"Yeah," I said, putting my facade back on. "I saw a bunch of losers. Their bright clothes hurt my eyes." On the contrary, I found their bright clothes a welcome contrast to the white.
"Babe," he said, smiling. "You usually wear clothes like that."
"Yeah," I said. "But I look good in them."
"I'll say." He leaned back so I could see his evil grin.
"Well...I'd better get going," I said awkwardly.
"Naw," he said. "Stay a while. Where do you have to go, anyway?"
"I have friends," I said, fumbling for reasons.
"Who?" he asked.
At this, I grinned mischievously despite myself. "You'll meet them soon." I promise
He looked at me, and then, to my incredible surprise, released me. "See you later, then," he said, and with a wave of his hand, walked swiftly away.
Since when did he seem like such a normal person? But why did he want to get away from me so quickly?
My eyes followed him, and rested on the locked door on the same wall:
And along the wall:
WANTED: THE KILLJOYS
My fucked-up relationship would have to wait.
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So, my loving of you aside, time to randomly talk about my life like I do. And the topic of the day is: Osama bin Laden's death!! Bet you didn't see that one coming because it's not important or anything...so...anyway, I don't really know what to think. I mean, I guess I'm happy, but I don't know...killing is wrong, but...eh. He really deserved death; he's one of the few. Excluding fictional characters, of course.
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