[Saturday, July 31, 2004.] [Veronica was taken to the hospital! There, she had to remove her clothes and get her blood pressure taken and had an IV stuck in her and was scanned for a concussion and all *sorts* of fun stuff. She also got a very, very good view of the ceiling on the way to the emergency room.] [Christy went with her, but she was only there part of the time, as she was usually forced to wait in the lobby. She annoyed plenty of people there. Honest.] [After that, and after it became Saturday, Veronica's parents came over to pick her up! They were notified, yes. Christy got a ride from them, too, and y'all were driven back to Veronica's place. The parental units were iffy on Christy staying overnight, but she, again, cited moral support.] [This time, she even had flowers.] [It's now two in the morning! Veronica has a headache, but she probably won't sleep, because Christy's there! The parents have given up on keeping the girls in line and just told them not to stay up too late, then went to bed after making sure Rica really *isn't* going to pass out again.] [It's Veronica's den! With a TV, a couple of couches, a coffee table, and popcorn. Christy's on her stomach on the floor, and she has the remote control. You can tell, because she's changing channels every two seconds.] [Mini Start!] * Veronica lays on her side on the couch and reaches for some popcorn. She's watching the flickering image on the television wondering to herself when Christy's going to get off the natural sugar high she calls life. Currently she's wearing a long T-shirt and boxers. Y'know, standard sleepover attire. * Veronica also has her Cubs hat on. Silly dork. [Christy stole clothes from Veronica! She's wearing sweatpants and a flannel shirt that are far, far too big for her. In the summer. She's insane. She's also got the remote.] * Veronica finally glances at Christy. "D'ya really have to do that?" [Christy flips the channel again. "But there's nothing good on!"] * Veronica eyes Christy steadily. "Then you...uh...turn the TV off?" She shifts up on the couch restlessly. "Come on, let's play a game or something." [Like what?" She turns off the TV and looks at Veronica. "Are you feeling okay?"] * Veronica grins. "I'm fine. Got my lucky cap an' everything." She shifts the bill of her cap for show, then turns slowly to Christy. "Why do you ask?" ["... 'Cause you passed out?"] Oh that. * Veronica waves it off and pulls her knees up a little onto the couch. "You worry too much. I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be?" ["Because they don't even know why you passed out! Besides, you have a giant bump of death on your head."] Bump of death? [She points. "Right there. It's big and purple."] * Veronica looks at where she points, rolling her eyes up to see it, not quite making it and frowns. "You think I can cover it up?" ["Nah." And then Christy grins. "But it's not like you have to go to work tomorrow. You can hide in bed!"] I just hope it doesn't leave a mark. I mean..that's just what I want to be known as first day of school. Giant goose-egg. ["Aww, c'mon. It'll be mostly gone by then. Probably just some splotch instead." Christy helps herself to another handful of popcorn.] That's just as bad... * Veronica gets up off the couch. "I'm gonna get some ice for it." * Veronica heads off towards the kitchen. [Christy watches Veronica go, but she doesn't say anything.] * Veronica comes back in with a baggy full of ice. "And another thing. Save some popcorn for me, you hog." [Christy snorts. "Oink."] Oink back at ya. * Veronica goes to the popcorn bowl, bends over, and pops some in her mouth. [Christy grabs Veronica's baggie of ice and pulls a cube out of it, popping *that* into her mouth.] Hey! That's for my HEAD, you goof! Give it here! ["Mmmph mrfl." She hands the rest of the ice over.] What was that? * Veronica flops back on the couch and holds it onto her bump of death. [Christy pushes the ice to one side of her mouth. "I said..." [She takes a breath: "Mmmph mrfl."] In English? ["That's what I said!"] Which means? ["Mmmph mrfl."] * Veronica rolls her eyes and throws a piece of popcorn at Christy's head. [Christy ducks. "Hey!"] * Veronica grins and throws another one. "Cheater. Stand and take your medicine!" [She dodges again. "That's a waste of perfectly good popcorn!"] Pfft. You'd eat it if it landed in used chewing gum and you know it. [She cracks the ice with her teeth. "Nah. Only unused chewing gum."] Doesn't have quite the same flavor? ["That and you never know whose spit you're chewing on."] ...eww. Now that's just gross. * Veronica plops down on the couch. "Weren't we gonna play a game or something?" [Christy rolls and stretches on the floor, ending on her stomach and facing Rica. She props herself up by her elbows. "I dunno. What do you want to play?"] Well...it's not an official slumber party without Truth or Dare, right? Of course if you've got something else in mind... ["Naaaah." She crunches on the ice again. "But only if I get more!"] [Christy hops to her feet and runs to the kitchen.] * Veronica sighs and goes towards the TV. She takes the baggy away and stares at the bump in the reflection. [A few minutes pass, and then Christy's looking over your shoulder. "They've got mirrors for this sorta thing, y'know."] * Veronica jumps suddenly and puts her hand on her chest over her heart. "GEEZ, Christy, what are you trying to do? Give me a heartattack?" [Christy jumps back. She's holding a glass of ice. "Sorry! Sorry. Uh, do you need to lie down? Maybe we shouldn't play that now."] * Veronica takes a deep breath and holds her hands out. "I'm fine, I'm fine...everything's...cool. I'm just kinda...edgy, that's all..." ["Oh." Christy chews on her lip for a moment. "Do you wanna talk about it?"] * Veronica curls up on the couch, pulling her knees up to her chin. "You'll think I'm insane..." ["That's cool!" Christy hops onto the couch next to Veronica. "Then we'll be even."] * Veronica shakes her finger. "I don't think you're insane. I think you're totally nuts. There's a difference." [She folds her arms. "Could've fooled me." And then she digs into the cup and pulls out another ice cube, sucking on it.] What do you mean? ["I thought it's the same thing."] * Veronica shakes her head and then stares off into space. "Nuts don't see their friends being eaten in a dream..." [She blinks. "What?"] Well... * Veronica curls up more. "You didn't really end up getting eaten. I came just before you were about to and...and...well..." [Christy looks worried. "Rica?"] * Veronica doesn't answer, she just curls up more into a tight little ball. She isn't crying right now because she's too strong for that. [She crunches her ice, then takes out another cube and chews on that one, still watching Veronica.] * Veronica sighs and uncurls. "See? Now you think I'm insane. I told you." ["I don't think you're insane. People dream all sorts of crazy stuff."] Yeah but... ["But it felt real, right?"] More then real...it felt like... [Christy doesn't interrupt this time! Go her?] * Veronica shakes her head. "I don't know...I'm freakin' myself out and I don't like it." ["Oh. Uh... well, I'm here! And you're here. And sometimes dreams can be really scary. Like, one time, I dreamed I was stuck in a whole swimming pool of spiders."] Ewww. That's pretty disgusting. [Christy shivers. "They were all crawly and eeeew." She waggles her fingers.] Yeah, but you didn't die, did you? ["Well, I dunno. It's hard to keep dreaming after you die in a dream. I just kinda wake up."] I don't know what happened at the end of mine...but it was scary... * Veronica rubs her wrists and half-whispers. "I've never met anyone that strong before..." [Christy puts her hand on Veronica's arm. "Hey, it was just a dream. You could meet Superman in a dream."] * Veronica laughs sharply and ironically. "I don't meet Superman. Just golden eyed freaks who tell me they've been stalking both of us for a while." ["... Okay. That's creepy."] Told you. ["Well..." Christy mulls that over, then smiles. "It was a dream. That means it's not real. So we're cool."] * Veronica stares off a little. "Yeah...sure..." [Christy crunches down on another ice cube.] I think maybe we should get to bed. [Christy blinks. "Okay. Um... I'll make nachos for breakfast."] Something more than that.. ["Chili nachos?"] ...I give up. We'll go for nachos [Christy beams. "Okay. I'll stay here and sleep on the couch, like usual."] Nah, I got the couch. ["Fine! But I get the other couch!"] Deal. [Christy gives a thumbs up and scampers to said couch. With her glass of ice. "Wake me up if you get another nightmare, okay?"] I'll try... * Veronica takes a deep sigh. "Thanks, Christy. Thanks a lot." [Christy smiles and makes herself comfortable, which includes kicking off half of the pillows. "Hey, what are friends for?"] Throwing popcorn at. * Veronica flicks another one at Christ she's been saving. [It misses! And lands in Christy's glass. "Awwww."] * Veronica turns over and faces the couch as she curls up. "Night." [Christy gives up and sets her glass on the ground. She reaches to the light switch and turns it off. "'Night."] [Mini End!]