But The Past Aint Through With You
Killjoys, Make Some Noise
"Nuh-huh. Heel no. Oh heel no." Jess said to her. "No way 'n heel, Helena."
"Yes, we have to. It's the only way." she answered. "And don't call me that now. I'm going by Benzene. Benzene Doll."
Helena, dressed in Killjoy appearel, told the rest of the girls to prepare to leave for Tokyo to get the boys back, but so far no one was on to the idea.
"No!" Heather stated. "I have a wedding coming soon!"
"I can't! I just can't!" Sedes paniced.
"Besides," Jess continued. "whut good is it gonna du us te ga owt an' try ta ge tem? Dont ye think th' dracs ae gonna ge us ta?"
"Not really," Helena told them. "I still have the save body I had thirteen years ago-"
"About fucking time that slutty body of yours came in fucking handy for once." Jamia interrupted.
Helena then approached her slowly.
"Jamia, listen." she said calmly. "I have put up with you for who knows how long. And so has everyone else here. And this whole entire fucking tine you've bern nothing but selfish and rude to every frucking one of us. And once Frank here's about this, he will be calling the attorney's and getting full custody of the girls. So unless you want to loose Cherry and Lily forever, I suggest that you fucking cut out the goddamn alcohol and do as I fucking tell you to."
To that, Jamia had shut up.
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"Do we have to use Killjoy names?" Sedes asked.
"Yes," Helena answered. "It's only fair."
"Well......all I could come up with for me was Bella Muerte....."
"That's fine."
She then turned to the others.
"And you two?" she asked them.
"Graffiti Feline." Jess answered.
"Static Poison." Heather added.
"You three, in the boat." Helena ordered them. "I'll go get Grace and Jamia."
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"Grace," Helena called.
"I know, I'm coming." Grace called back.
"By they way, you're not Grace, at least not as a Killjoy."
"I'm not."
"Nope. You're......Kid. Missile Kid. You're old enough to have your own Killjoy name now."
"Really?"
"Yes. Now go get woth the others while I talk to Jamia."
"Ok."
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Jamia stood, blue bandanna, jeans and leather covered, and almost another Killjoy.
"Jamia-" Helena began to say.
"I'm sorry, Benzene." she said. "I know I was a total bitch this entire time. I don't know what got to me; jealously I guess. I just wanna see my girls again, j ust like you want to see your boys."
"I know, Fire Explosion. And I know we're gping to get the men and kids back from Darlenne."
The two then hugged each other and made up for their troubles.
"Let's go kick some Drac ass." Jamia said.
And the two of them headed toward the boat and went off to get the men back.
"Yes, we have to. It's the only way." she answered. "And don't call me that now. I'm going by Benzene. Benzene Doll."
Helena, dressed in Killjoy appearel, told the rest of the girls to prepare to leave for Tokyo to get the boys back, but so far no one was on to the idea.
"No!" Heather stated. "I have a wedding coming soon!"
"I can't! I just can't!" Sedes paniced.
"Besides," Jess continued. "whut good is it gonna du us te ga owt an' try ta ge tem? Dont ye think th' dracs ae gonna ge us ta?"
"Not really," Helena told them. "I still have the save body I had thirteen years ago-"
"About fucking time that slutty body of yours came in fucking handy for once." Jamia interrupted.
Helena then approached her slowly.
"Jamia, listen." she said calmly. "I have put up with you for who knows how long. And so has everyone else here. And this whole entire fucking tine you've bern nothing but selfish and rude to every frucking one of us. And once Frank here's about this, he will be calling the attorney's and getting full custody of the girls. So unless you want to loose Cherry and Lily forever, I suggest that you fucking cut out the goddamn alcohol and do as I fucking tell you to."
To that, Jamia had shut up.
••••••••••••••••••••••••
"Do we have to use Killjoy names?" Sedes asked.
"Yes," Helena answered. "It's only fair."
"Well......all I could come up with for me was Bella Muerte....."
"That's fine."
She then turned to the others.
"And you two?" she asked them.
"Graffiti Feline." Jess answered.
"Static Poison." Heather added.
"You three, in the boat." Helena ordered them. "I'll go get Grace and Jamia."
••••••••••••••••••••
"Grace," Helena called.
"I know, I'm coming." Grace called back.
"By they way, you're not Grace, at least not as a Killjoy."
"I'm not."
"Nope. You're......Kid. Missile Kid. You're old enough to have your own Killjoy name now."
"Really?"
"Yes. Now go get woth the others while I talk to Jamia."
"Ok."
••••••••••••••••••••
Jamia stood, blue bandanna, jeans and leather covered, and almost another Killjoy.
"Jamia-" Helena began to say.
"I'm sorry, Benzene." she said. "I know I was a total bitch this entire time. I don't know what got to me; jealously I guess. I just wanna see my girls again, j ust like you want to see your boys."
"I know, Fire Explosion. And I know we're gping to get the men and kids back from Darlenne."
The two then hugged each other and made up for their troubles.
"Let's go kick some Drac ass." Jamia said.
And the two of them headed toward the boat and went off to get the men back.
12/14/12