Fab4 dramas, children Flacons and Missing Nancys, oh my [audio]
--PERSONAL DATA LOG 20XX10.21.024 SAMUS ARAN. RECORDING...--
What a month... Sometimes it seems I can't go longer than a few days before something eventful happens in my life.
[[This is where Samus makes a big, fat, long, broody entry regarding the results of this very important log and her relationship with Otacon and Snake is assumed to be incredibly strained, at best.]]
...Immediately after that I thwarted another attempt at panty pillaging by Jeff and his new accomplice attempted to make good use of the weather and wash away my-- my bike. Hah... I couldn't even get five minutes of peace doing that. It was then I discovered something strange had happened to Falcon that Saturday which lasted the entire following week. Somehow he was a teenager. For an entire week. To make matters more complicated there was a... job description malfunction which resulted in my forced teaching of home economics. That was nothing short of a disaster, all thanks to Justin Bailey. He even burnt off half of Ollie's eyebrows while he was filling in for tactical stealth! I still can't believe he did all that. I still don't even know what to make of the apology flowers as sweet as they were. I think seeing the Flyer completely rebuilt and flying on it's own again made all that worth it anyway.
Regardless, that also meant Nancy was supposed to teach my Armed Weaponry class but failed to show up, which aroused suspicion amongst half the student body. On the 27th I foolishly tagged along an overzealous rescue mission which turned out to be a fluke all a long. He had seriously left just to get his laser-eye fixed? Why couldn't he of asked someone HERE? The whole charade so so incredibly stupid. Capcom High probably doesn't think too highly of us now, hah. At least... I got a chance to get a better look at Edward.
And at least I managed to get in a good drink in before all that. I could use another one at this rate.
--...END RECORDING.--
What a month... Sometimes it seems I can't go longer than a few days before something eventful happens in my life.
[[This is where Samus makes a big, fat, long, broody entry regarding the results of this very important log and her relationship with Otacon and Snake is assumed to be incredibly strained, at best.]]
...Immediately after that I thwarted another attempt at panty pillaging by Jeff and his new accomplice attempted to make good use of the weather and wash away my-- my bike. Hah... I couldn't even get five minutes of peace doing that. It was then I discovered something strange had happened to Falcon that Saturday which lasted the entire following week. Somehow he was a teenager. For an entire week. To make matters more complicated there was a... job description malfunction which resulted in my forced teaching of home economics. That was nothing short of a disaster, all thanks to Justin Bailey. He even burnt off half of Ollie's eyebrows while he was filling in for tactical stealth! I still can't believe he did all that. I still don't even know what to make of the apology flowers as sweet as they were. I think seeing the Flyer completely rebuilt and flying on it's own again made all that worth it anyway.
Regardless, that also meant Nancy was supposed to teach my Armed Weaponry class but failed to show up, which aroused suspicion amongst half the student body. On the 27th I foolishly tagged along an overzealous rescue mission which turned out to be a fluke all a long. He had seriously left just to get his laser-eye fixed? Why couldn't he of asked someone HERE? The whole charade so so incredibly stupid. Capcom High probably doesn't think too highly of us now, hah. At least... I got a chance to get a better look at Edward.
And at least I managed to get in a good drink in before all that. I could use another one at this rate.
--...END RECORDING.--