Sylar Short Stories: December 4-1

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Sylar: HURRY UP! IT’S COMING!

Me: WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT. DO YOU HAVE THE STUFF?

Sylar: YEAH. HURRY AND GET YOUR BUTT HERE!

Me: OH MY GOD IT’S STARTING! (Grabs the bowl of popcorn from Sylar)

(Heroes theme song blasts from the TV)

Sylar: OOPS! Wrong channel. (Switches the channel)

(Moulin Rouge is on, scene where Ewan McGregor sings “Come What May”)

Sylar: (quietly sings along, all of a sudden, stands up and raises his arm dramatically, sings) “I WILL LOVE YOU, UNTIL MY DYYYIIIIING DAY!”

Me: (Melting inside)

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Sylar: WHAT?!

Me: How do you stand it?

Sylar: What? The fame? The girls chasing after me? My good looks? My power to entrance women?

Me: No, how can you stand that spider in your hair?

Sylar: (Goes wide-eyed) AAHHHHHHH! (Flips hair around, quickly moving his fingers through his hair)

Me: (Watching this in awe)

Sylar: You’re enjoying me flipping my hair aren’t you?

Me: Mhmm.

Sylar: -_-

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Sylar: (sucking on a Sylar lollipop, carrying bags of Sylar merchandise) WOT?

Me: Why did you buy so much stuff at the convention?

Sylar: (Takes the lollipop out, holds it out for everyone to see) Well...

HowlWithThePack, ZachsFire, Jeslil7, Sylarlikesu4urbrains, Hollyjolly, Kannbrown, Paint By Letters, and ImhavingaZachAttack: AHHH! SYLARRR’S LOLLIPOP!!!!

(In two seconds, his lollipop is gone)

Sylar: Did it just get colder?

Me: Where did your shirt go? (Looks off into the distance, fan girl waves Sylar’s shirt above her head)

Sylar: -_-

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(Alternate Ending)

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Sylar: WHAT?!

Me: OH MY GOSH COME WITH ME TO THE SYLAR CONVENTION? (Grabs his arm and drags him to the convention)

Sylar: Sylar convention?

(Opens the doors)

Sylar: OH...MY...

HowlWithThePack, Gayle, Sylarlikesu4urbrains, Hollyjolly, Kannbrown, Paint By Letters: SYLAR!!!!!!!

(fan girls tackle him)

Me: HEY! SYLAR! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?

Sylar: (On the floor) Yeah! I think so. GET THESE GIRLS OFF OF ME.

Me: Give me a second. DON’T USE ANY OF YOUR POWERS. (Runs out of the convention center, comes back in record time)

Me: Hey! (they look) You want Sylar’s coat? (waving it in front of them, they start to get up, Sylar moves away) Go and get it (throws it as far away as possible, they run to get it)

Sylar: Wow, now I’m never going to get my coat back.

Me: OH, I still have it, that was just a coat I borrowed from a random stranger. (Looks at Sylar) WOAH. Your hair is all messed up and you have lipstick markings all over your cheeks!

Sylar: Yeah, I know. -_-

Me: And your shirt is backwards.

Sylar: That’s fine. I’m glad I still have my shirt.

Me: -_-