Frankie, Ryan, Michael and Bridget come
BACK FROM THE DEAD
in this double drabble sillyfic.
Cass woke up one morning to find two women in bed with him. One was his late (evidently not so late after all) wife, Frankie. The other was Lila, whom he had married on June 25th, 1999. Cass had a definite feeling of deja vu.
"Oh, great," a groggy Cass mumbled. " Just what I need. Another wife coming back from the dead. Here we go again."
"What are you talking about, and, more to the point, what is she doing in my bed?" Frankie demanded.
Grant was having an awkward moment. He didn't know what to say to Ryan. What can you say to your brother after you've shot and killed him?
"Ryan!" he blurted out. "What are you doing here? You're dead."
"Where did you get an idea like that?" Ryan asked.
"But you can't be here!" Donna gasped. "You and Shane Roberts were killed in a car crash."
"Shane Roberts?" Michael repeated, obviously puzzled. "Who's Shane Roberts?"
"And you were murdered in the hospital," Donna continued.
"Nonsense," Bridget answered. "Now how about a nice cup of tea?"
Yes, folks, in an unprecedented case of collective amnesia, Frankie, Ryan, Michael and Bridget had all forgotten that they were dead.
Glad ya liked it.
Actually, though, this is a one-shot
story.
I'd LOVE to bring Mac back to life,
but since his death was made
necessary by Douglass Watson's
death, I don't feel that I can do it. _________________ These ain't PEACOCK feathers I'm shakin'!
Rochelle
www.priestsforlife.org www.hli.org www.thehungersite.com
"And you were murdered in the hospital," Donna continued.
"Nonsense," Bridget answered.
Bridget was murdered? Who killed Bridget? What????
Ummm...and where is Lucas? Maybe his back-to-life-car can land right on top of John Hudson's head right before he and Felicia take that jeep/truck/van (whatever it was) ride!
Quote:
I like 'em short & sweet like that!
Me too, problem is, I got blabberfingers so always write too much. Like now!!
A _________________ "It has been a magnificent journey..." ~ Linda Dano, 1999 Daytime Emmys
This is a one-shot double-drabble sillyfic.
I'm poking fun at two soap opera cliches.
BTW, I'm starting a new topic, independent
of this one.
_________________ These ain't PEACOCK feathers I'm shakin'!
Rochelle
www.priestsforlife.org www.hli.org www.thehungersite.com
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