Monday, May 15, 2006

two of us - the beatles

The outdoors truly is beautiful. I am half listening to Peter talk about the old secret wars while he lies on the grass with his eyes closed soaking up the sun ("There were four of us, and we were all green. None of us knew what we was doing, but we learnt fast, boy. We learnt so quick you wouldn't have believed it. Truth be told, we didn't have no choice. Me? I was unprepared, to be sure, but who knew they was coming anyway? Invasions is like that..."). Turbo has gone for a walk somewhere, but i predict he will be back at some point.

Anyway, i should get back to what you actually want to read about.

That night, i had a visitor. I heard a loud thunk from outside the door late that night, at around two in the morning. Then i heard Trevor say 'Ow! What the hell was that for!?' Then there was a secondary thunk, followed by Trevor saying 'Ow! That hurt even more! What are you...' and then there was a third thunk which was followed by silence.

The door opened and it was a hooded monk, but as soon as she said 'follow me, quick!' i knew it was the one with the beautiful voice. Before we left though, i made her wait while i wrote down my blog spot address and a sorry note and slipped it into Trevor's robe, in case he ever wanted to contact me or inform me on how many push-ups he could do. I felt a bit bad that he would awaken with a headache.

She said, 'We don't have much time. They will be looking for you shortly.'

I said 'really?' and she said 'yes.'

We walked up some stairs and at the top she said 'i'm sorry i kicked dirt in your face blake. The others were suspecting me of something and i needed them to think i didn't like you.'

'Why didn't you just call me a name or something? I would have been just as hurt if you'd told me i was a stupid head, i just wouldn't have been dirty.' i said.

She said, 'i don't think that would have worked so well blake.'

Anyway, we snuck out to the front and i heard someone shout 'someone's let the prisoner out!'

She pushed me in the back and said 'Quick! The forest! Hurry!' so we ran into the forest, me in front and her telling me which way to go. I could hear people far off in the distance shouting, but we just kept running. I must have made them really mad.

We reached the road after quite some time, and strangely enough, there was a car there waiting. Even stranger still was that it was my car. She pushed me towards it and said, 'you have to go blake. Now.'

And i said, 'but i don't even know who you are.'

She took off her hood and even though it was dark i could tell who it was. It was Celes! I couldn't believe it! I was so surprised i couldn't say anything. She said, 'it's okay that you missed our date blake. Maybe if things hadn't gotten so crazy i could have shown you some of my pictures. I think i would have liked that. But you have to go blake, now, or they'll get you.'

I felt her push a crumpled piece of paper in my hand and then, get this, she kissed me! I was so surprised i didn't know what to do, but then i felt her push me away lightly. It was one of those 'we can't see each other anymore' sort of kisses, like i could taste the regret in it. She caught my eyes for a second and i don't know what i saw in hers, but before i could ask she ran into the bushes.

The keys were in the door, so i got in, started it up, and headed down the road. I was so busy looking behind me that i crashed into someone's letterbox. A man came out and looked at me and when he realised who i was he started screaming and shouting. It was Tony! He ran inside and came back out with a gun and even though i wanted to apologise i could see the monks behind me with fire on sticks and i was a bit scared of his gun anyway so i just drove off.

I think i will miss Hollow Hills. I hope to one day go back and eat some muffins. Maybe even with Celes.

I think that would be great.

Oop. Turbo has come back and i think he wants to show me something. Also, thinking about Celes has made me a little sad anyway, so i think a walk will do me some good. I think i need to keep looking up, and be happy that i even met someone like that, because it is not often that a blake meets a beautiful woman who is interesting.

No sir, it certainly is not.

Blake out.

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