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: WHAT?!
Me: (Looking for him in a crowd of people at the mall) WHERE ARE YOU?!
Sylar: You’re looking right at me.
Me: (squint eyes to get a better look) I don’t see you...wait WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
Sylar: What?!
Me: WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR!? (People start to look at me weirdly)
Sylar: I just got a hair cut!
Me: (Mouth gaped open, resisting the urge to swipe my hand over his head) why such a drastic change?
Sylar: (pulls a chair for me) sit down.
Me: (Sits down, worried)
Sylar: I was hanging out with Peter and we were ... (softly says something I couldn’t hear)
Me: (Eyebrow raised) doing what?
Sylar: We were... playing with Star Trek figurines.
Me: (Attempts to hold in laughter) go on...
Sylar: And Peter jokingly suggested I should cut my hair like Spock’s. While I went to take a nap, he used my power and started to cut my hair! Then I woke up to a BOWL CUT!
Me: (still trying to hold in the laughter, nodding fast)
Sylar: And so here I am; fresh out of the barber shop. (Looks into a window to check his reflection) I think it looks good, very military. Maybe too short, I don’t know. What do you think?
Me: (hesitating) um...uh...err... Oh wow, now I know what it’s like when girls ask their boyfriend of husband if the thing they’re wearing makes them look bad.
Sylar: -_-
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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: (Behind a bush) SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Me: Jeez! What?!
Sylar: I’m watching Spock and this girl. She actually reminds me of you. It’s so interesting. It’s like déjà vu! (laughs)
Me: Okay...I’ll watch with you. (Crouches with Sylar behind a bush)
Girl: Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock!
Spock: (emotionless, as usual) What?
Girl: Hi.
Spock: Hello.
Girl: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Spock: Excuse me? For what reason did you squeal? My ears are terribly sensitive.
Girl: YOU’RE SPOCK. THE ONE AND ONLY SPOCK! (Hugs him and doesn’t let go)
Spock: Excuse ... er... um.... (awkward moment for him)
Uhura: SPOCK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Why are you hugging her?
Spock: (Lifts hands up) she’s hugging me and she won’t let go.
Uhura: (taps the girls shoulder) excuse me, can you stop hugging my boyfriend?
Girl: NO! He’s mine! (growls at Uhura)
Uhura: Are you serious? Did you just growl at me?! Spock, I’m warning you; get her off or I’ll do it myself.
Spock: Um... (Looks around, sighs, pinches her neck, she falls to the ground) There. Happy?
Uhura: Yes (smiles and kisses him)
Me: Awe, that was cute. Wasn’t that cute Sylar? (looks beside, he’s not there) Sylar? (looks behind) Sylar?! SYLAR! SYLAR! SYLAR! SYLAR!
Sylar: WHAT?!
Me: Where did you go?
Sylar: I went to buy a drink, I got bored. Why? Did you miss me? (Smug smile)
Me: No, not really. (smiles)
Sylar: YES YOU DID! (hugs me tightly)
Me: (muffled) SYLAR! GET OFF. LOOK OVA DARE. (Sees Spock and Uhura behind a bush laughing at us)
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