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 Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 1:19 pm
"Well still it helped." Danielle said with a smile. "I suppose i should let you go its getting late." Dante said as he looked to the clock. "Oh here.. in case you ever do need anything.. or just want to hang.... as friends." Dante said as he produce one of the stores new cards. It had Dante's info on it.
Dante R. Tepes
Co. Owner of the Tepes General store
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"Where back and better than ever!"
Getting up Dante handed it to Hayden and waited for the man to get up so that he could show him to the door.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:18 am
 __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ - Hayden Rusacanth - __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hayden smiled at that. He was glad to be of help. But it did seem to be late, and though it had been a nice time, it was about time it was called a night. "Thank you. I just might" said the sculptor as he took the card. He let Dante show him to the door and was about to leave before looking back at the man. "I had a nice time... You know, don't lose hope" smiled the man before giving a slight wave and heading back home.
-Exit Hayden/End of Day-
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 7:33 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
Jillian arrived to the home, sometime in the afternoon. She had a plan to see Una.. after who knows how long, again! A brilliant plan, a horrible plan! Una will thank her once she finds out, she will find it romantic! And sexy! Or whatever. So the teenager impersonating a teacher went up to the door, and knocked on it. Waiting patiently. She was had a side bag with her, that held a few folders, a gun, pepper spray, and her stun glove. Normal stuff. Really the only thing that mattered was the single piece of white paper she held in her hand, which would be revealed very soon~
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:05 pm
"Guten Tag." Hansel said as he opened the door, Abel was right behind him growling softly. "Vhat can i do fur you?" Hans asked the woman. She was cute, bright blue eyes, tan skin white hair. Vlad would have gone nuts for this one. But Hans wasnt Vlad. So all the German male did was smile gently and let his eyes trail once to look the woman over. Okay yeah he wanted her to dominate him. Yes he was lonely and horny.. who wasnt?!
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:11 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
"Hello Mr. Weber. I'm Ms Habanero, a teacher in your niece's school." She said, in her cute little voice, as she held out a white piece of paper to him.. or really just held it right at his face. It was a (faked) paper showing that Una was failing EVERYTHING in school! "As you can clearly see, Ms Anderson is at high risk of failing the 12th grade. Can I come in to discuss this with you and your niece, please?" She had no idea how this plan would end, but worse come to worse; she had the tear gas and a gas mask in her bag too. So.. it wouldn't end that badly for her at the very least. Though it might end up with a dead dog, really depends if she got the tear gas or mustard gas, she always gets those two mixed.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:26 pm
"Ztat ist impossible!" Hans frowned and furrowed his brow. He grabbed the paper to examine it himself. "Una Anderson!" Hans barked as he handed the paper back to the teacher, half looking. "You vill kommen sie down heir!" Hans yelled. He stopped and turned back to the woman. He stepped aside to let her in. "Abel Heel." Hans ordered, the dog backed up some to let the woman through. "Bitte, Kommen sie im." Hans said with a smile. He shut the door once the teacher was inside and sighed lightly. "She must be up in her room playingt video games. Kommt mit mir." Hans said as he led the way upstairs and to Una's room.
Knocking on the door, Una opened it up, loud video game noises in the background. "Vas ist das Unkle?" Una said with a huff. He was interrupting her gaming time!
"You are failingt school?!" Hans yelled. He grabbed the paper from Ms Habanero and shoved it in Una's face.
"VAS?! I am not! Ztis ist black mail!" Una said in shock and awe."I hast done everztingt! Study und study.. noztingt but ztat! How can i be failing. I know i got an A in ztat class! Bitte Unkle you must believe mich!" Una said before she started tearing up. School was her life! How could she be failing it!
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:37 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
Ms. Habanero nodded and came into the home. She went to the nearest seat (the white sofa near the staircase) to wait.. and listen. Jillian was having a hard time keeping her giggling down, using her hands to keep her mouth shut. Sometimes it was easy to do this; other times, like when she was dong it to a friend, it was very difficult. It would be funny, and whatnot, since Una isn't failing at all! Well, not by her standards, who knows what Judith thinks. She just knew that it would be silly, and she would explain later, then they would all have a nice laugh. So she listened and waited.. Una sounded like she was playing video games. Sounded fun, maybe they could play some later. Hm.. Hans sounded really mad. Oh, was that Una's voice? Huh, a bit too sad. Well she's not going to start crying or anything. Right? Of course not. That would just be a horrible way to start the prank.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:44 pm
Hans started yelling at... well it was more like yelling sternly at Una in German. Which was a langauge that ended up sounding angerier than intended.
Una replied in German back her voice breaking and near tears. Something about no more video games, or festivals until Una's grades improved. Una pleading with her Uncle that this had to be wrong, that someone was playing a horrible trick on her. Of course this was all in German soit was hard to determine who was talking about what, when.
It ended with Hans's silence and Una clinging to her Uncle and crying.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:47 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
Jillian was happily chewing on her hair, until they started yelling, angrily, in German. She stopped chewing and started feeling very awkward, almost as if she wanted to run out of the house.. but then it would probably stay horrible for Una. Really, the worst part was that Jillian knew German! The only way it could be worse is if he kicked her out or threatened to send her back to Germany or smacked her across the face. But that would be a bit excessive, so now she hoped they would stop yelling and come downstairs for her to apologize, or say that it was a misunderstanding! Or that she got the wrong Una Anderson! Anything really. Since she doubted a friend would find it very funny after all that...
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:55 pm
The wood creaked and then the stairs soon followed suit as Hans and Una came downstairs. Una came first, her head down and hands folded in front of her. Her eyes were red from crying, a few tears still trickled down her face. Hans followed after her a hand on Una's shoulder. Hans could never kick the girl out, nor hit her, or anything but just yell. And even that he felt bad for. Usually he made up with his niece pretty quick and always in the form of some delicious German dinner.
"Guten tag. I- you vanted to meet vith me und mein Unkle about mein failingt grades?" Una said gently as she and Hans came up to Ms Habanero. She sniffled lightly and met the womans gaze.
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"You two schould talk. Tell her exactly vhy she ist failing und vhat she und i can do to turn ztis around." Hans said gently. He was really a good guy underneath all that hard exterior.. okay he didnt have a hard exterior.. but he could.. at times.. like just then.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:00 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
Jillian's eyes met with Una's.. and slowly started to water seeing her red eyes. Either Una found her sophisticated underground bunker filled with pot, or she must have really gotten yelled at. "I.. erm.. your.. uh..." She mumbled, seeing her look so saaad! It made her sad! "I-I'm sure it has to be a uh.. c-complete mistake for erm.. a-all your grades to be t-that bad. B-but just in case, I was erm... g-gonna offer tutoring. A=-after school. H-here." Should she take out her stun glove and shock Hans for yelling at Una? No.. no not yet. "E-erm.. Mr Weber, could I speak to uh.. your niece.. alone.. please...?" She asked, with a nervous laugh. She didn't want Hans to be mad at her for lying. Not that she wanted Una mad at her either.. but at least Una didn't look like she can snap her neck in half with one hand.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:13 pm
Hans went from ticked to confused. Why was this woman now a stuttering fool? A mistake? Then why had she come all the way here- wouldnt you check something like that? Such a simple mistake would get you killed in battle-... right. Hans's thoughts stopped there. They werent in battle.. this wasnt the army. And he didnt want to turn into he tyrant known as his father. He rubbed Una's back and nodded. "Auf course." Hans said as he left the two girls, patting his leg for Abel to follow. The dog, growled lightly at Habanero before following after Hansel.
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"Mischtake? T-tutoring? Vell Vhich ist it Fraulien?" Una asked as she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. "I dont underschtand vhere i vent vrong. I study alot.. pay attention im classe... take notes. I thought i vas doingt gut on die tests.. und homevork.. vhat am i doingt vrong? Am i really failingt?" Una asked the woman.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:18 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
Paprika stood up from her seat, and rubbed the back of her neck, nervously. She watched, to make sure Hans wouldn't be around for her to speak to Una without worrying that he'll sick his dog at her. "If.. if I tell you that this is just a really elaborate way for one of those ordered birthday strippers, would you believe me...?" She asked, with a nervous laugh, then had her head sag down. "Crud! Can I come up to your room? To uh.. check for.. pot.. yeah.. pot.. I'm actually a cop, and here to check for pot.. from you.. through an anonymous tipster." She asked this taking a badge that she stole (John's) Which is silly, because if Una had pot, she would recognize her. Habanero always recognizes her costumers.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:30 pm
"Vas?! No you are ackusingt me of smokingt pot? Vat? vho are you? Ah-" Una demanded growing angry. She frowned, her brow furrowed. A cop? Who.. freaking cops. It made sense.. it was probably that peeping tom of a reporter always outside her window. "Auf course. I have noztingt to hide. Cause i dont do drugs." Una said as she put her hands on her hips and sighed angrily.
Una turned on her heels, angry at herself and still rooting her mind through all this. A cop had come to her house, pretending she was failing school.. all to check her room for pot?! Una didnt even know what pot looked or smelled like! Let alone the fact that she had only just recently touched alcohol. Any other drug was out of the question for now.
Una headed to her room, leading the way. "Look avay." Una said in an annoyed tone as she flung open her bedroom door and went to go sit on the small couch in her room. There her game awaited her, paused. It was mario of course.
"But you vont find anyztingt." Una said as she picked up the controller and started playing the game, ignoring the cop whom she was mad at. Give her the cold shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:35 pm
Ms Habanero ❤ ❤ ❤
Paprika followed behind her quietly, and once up the stairs, and in the room, she turned to close the door, and locked it from her murderous uncle.. who was actually pretty nice. She was expecting a 6'5'' neo-nazi like the newspaper said he was, not some normal looking fellow. She cleared her throat, making sure the door was closed.. before running over and hugging Una, sobbing. "I'm so sorry Una! I thought it would be funny, and now you're mad, and it's not funny, and your uncle is mad, and the doggie is mad, and you're sad, and you cried, and and.. WHAAA!" She squeezed Una and sobbed, but just as quickly as she did that, she let go of her and stood in front of her, sniffling. "It's me. X. I suck at j.. j.. JOOOOKING..." She now quickly went down on the couch and hugged Una again, sobbing.
Guilt was a b***h when she wore this wig.
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