Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar! Sylar!
Sylar: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN FOR THE PAST WEEK?! I WAS ACTUALLY GETTING WORRIED.
Me: (Shocked) Worried? ABOUT ME?!
Sylar: uh YEAH! And why are you so tanned?
Me: (Begins) Well I went to...
Sylar: YOU GOT A SPRAY TAN! WOW IT’S SO NICE!
Me: NO! I went to...
Sylar: YOU USED A TANNING BED!
Me: NO! Those are bad for you. WHY WON’T YOU LET ME FINISH?!
Sylar: (Thinking...) if that’s not it...Let me think for a second.
(Leaves him to think about it, goes into a coffee house to grab something to drink)
Sylar: (Turns around) I KNOW WHERE YOU WENT! Hey! (Looks around for me) WHERE’D YOU GO?! Nicole? Hey! NICOLE! (Looks behind a tree)
Me: (Inside the coffee house) WOOOW... (Cashier looks at where I’m looking)
Cashier: What is he doing?
Me: I think he’s looking for me?
Cashier: Here are your drinks! Have a nice day!
Sylar: (Doesn’t notice me) NOO! I’VE LOST HER AGAIN! THE MADNESS!
Me: Dude. What are you doing?
Sylar: (Blinks) I...um...dropped my...um...KEYS!
Me: (Looks at him) here, I got you a drink. (Hands it to him) So have you figured it out yet?
Sylar: Figured out what?
Me: MY tan?
Sylar: (Absolutely and completely serious) WHOA! YOU GOT SO TANNED! HOW DID YOU TAN? Did you get a spray tan?
Me: -_-
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Sylar: (Intimidating voice and stare) you wanna play a game?
Me: (Wide eyes) okay...it depends what it is...
Sylar: (Walks up super close to me) staring contest.
Me: (backs away a bit) okay...
(for 10 seconds neither of us blink)
Sylar: There’s a spider on your arm!
Me: (Jumps and brushes off arms, blinking like mad) OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH GET IT OFF GET IT OFF.
Sylar: MAHAHA! I WIN!
Me: HEY! NO FAIR!
Sylar: Fine...one more time.
(15 seconds go by, neither of us blinking)
Me: (Eyes glance behind him, smiles)
Sylar: (not blinking) what?! Is there a spider? WELL I’M NOT GOINGTO FALL FOR IT.
Me: (not blinking) it’s not a spider. Someone is going to come up behind you and...
Sylar: NOPE! NOT FALLING FOR IT.
(Person comes up closer, I see that it’s Peter, he puts his finger to his mouth, I blink)
Sylar: HAH! I WIN! WOOP WOOOP! (Peter taps his shoulder, Sylar turns around)
Peter: (gives Sylar a pie to his face, runs away laughing) THAT’S WHAT YOU GET FOR RUINING MY ART PROJECT!
Me: Can’t say I didn’t warn you!
Sylar: (licking the whip cream around his mouth) -_-
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Me: WHERE ARE YOU!? (Sees him off to the distance with a bunch of adults and children) Uh oh... (Walks up to him)
Sylar: (singing) happy birthday dear Timmy! Happy Birthday to you! (Claps with the adults while the children cheer)
Me: (nudges him) what are you doing?!
Sylar: (Pulls me off to the side) I’m trying to score some free cake!
Me: (scoffs) really? Okay then. (Sits close to the table)
Parent: So who’s your kid? (hands Sylar a huge piece of cake)
Sylar: Oh, just little Randy over there. (Stuffs a big piece of cake in his mouth)
Parent: Randy? There’s no Randy at this party... HEY! WHO ARE YOU?!
Sylar: Did I say Randy? I meant Candy! No...Mandy! um...um...(Parents closing in on him)
Kid: (walking towards me with cake) hey! You want some cake?
Me: Sure (takes cake from him) Thanks!
Kid: No problem. My party was pretty boring until this crazy guy showed up looking for cake. This is just good entertainment!
Sylar: AHHHH!!! (runs away while the parents chase him)
Me: (eats cake and we both watch Sylar run away) you can say that again.
Sylar: (runs behind me and steals my cake) MAHAHAHA!
Me: -_-
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Sylar: MAHAHA! I’VE MASTERED THE ZORRO THING!
Me: (Looks at the tree, many Z’s marked into it and a couple S’s) nice! Let’s see!
Sylar: (Arm comes up and index finger points out, he makes the Z on the tree, grins)
Me: (confused. Cocks head to the side) did you hear that when you made that mark in the tree?
Sylar: (Looks at me) what noise?
Me: Make the Z again.
Sylar: (He does, and there is a high screeching sound) HUH! I’ve never noticed that!
Me: (cocks head to the other side) slice something else!
Sylar: (He does, the screeching sound is made again) WHERE IS THAT COMING FROM?! (He keeps slicing random things whilst people stare at him)
Me: OH MY GOSH! YOU HAVE YOUR OWN SOUND EFFECT!
Sylar: (Brightens up with a huge smile) that’s so true! I wonder if the “others” have a sound effect! (Calls up Hiro)
Hiro: YOU’RE RIGHT! I DO HAVE A SOUND EFFECT! (Teleports somewhere, we hear a sound effect, comes back) YATTA!
Me: (Pretends to be sad, sniffs) I want a sound effect. (Pout)
(Sylar and Hiro look at each other, shrugs, and Hiro continues teleporting back and forth and Sylar keeps slicing things, their sound effects keep going)
Me: -_- Wow.
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