Holy hand grenade (Adam)

[ELISE MARIE VILLETTE]

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[atrb=style, background:#84979e; color:#1a5f79; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #1a5f79; border-left: 3px solid #1a5f79; border-bottom: 3px solid #1a5f79;] STREAKING THROUGH THE PARK SKINNY DIPPING IN THE DARK “ Today was going to be the best day of Elise’s life! Well, the girl thought everyday was going to be the best day of her life, but today was actually a very important day! Today Elise was going to meet her bestest friend ever in the entire universe and stuff!  The strange lady at the school front desk said he was supposed to be her butler or something, but Elise wasn’t going to think of him as a butler just like she never thought of her house maids as maids, but friendly mothers. When she was growing up she had a lot of maids, and papa told her to address them as so, but her big brother said they were special friends! Although, her papa did say big brother did get kicked out of the house for ‘fooling around with the maids’ and marrying a stripper.  Elise always wondered what he meant by ‘fooling around’ and ‘strippers’. Was her big brother playing too many board games with the maids? Elise liked to play monopoly with then from time to time…..Does that mean she was fooling around with the maids too!? What the heck was a stripper? Daddy said they were dirty women, but if they just took a bath then they wouldn’t be dirty. Maybe she should ask her new best friend what a stripper was….Anyway, the lady said Elise was ordered to meet him at this park after school so here she was. The park was a nice place with tall trees, a fountain in the middle with naked people on it, and several winding paths to walk on. Each path had its own distinct name too! Elise stumbled upon a path that had a sign next to it with a cute bunny picture and said, “Rabbit path.” The little blonde girl absolutely loved the heck out of bunnies so she skipped along the bricked trail hoping to find her new friend or maybe a fluffy blue rabbit. Elise had never seen blue rabbit before, but maybe they existed! Like, there is a secret underground colony of bunnies that hate carrots and eat blue popsicles flavored like cotton candy! Elise often told her friends about her blue bunny fantasies. Oh, and they wouldn’t eat little girls ‘cause one of her classmate said bunnies ate girls, but her classmate was a icky girl who stuffed her bra with tissues. The lass wasn’t quite sure why she stuffed her bra with tissues and she would think to herself” why would you want to make your boobs look bigger when they are such a pain to run with when they bounce around everywhere and coach laughs and plays pocket hockey….wait…what is pocket hockey again?” So after two paragraphs of rambling about bunnies, boobs, and bra’s Elise stumbled upon a great discovery. “Squirrel!” the young girl cried as she pointed at the furry creature with wide eyes. He was sooo cute with his fluffy little tail, and small ears. “Bonjour! I’m going to make you a present for my new friend! I’m sure he will love you mr. Big Nuts! I call you Mr. big nuts cause you have a big acorn in your wee little hands!” Elise squealed as she began to chase after the rodent. The squirrel immediately darted through the bushes, but luckily for Elise, got himself tangled in a branch. The squirrel was now at the mercy of a seventeen year old lady. The blond haired girl picked up the animal and gave him a great big hug! Unfortunetly, squirrels really don’t like hugs so he chomped down on her finger in response. The lady cried out in surprise, and immediately dropped the critter and let him run off. Elise stared at the red liquid oozing from her finger, and completely freaked out.  “Im bleeding….IM GOING TO DIE!” she shrieked before she ran off the find the closest person nearby for help. Luckily she found a nice looking boy and ran right up to him with drops of tears forming in her eyes. “M-Mr. please help me! I got attacked by a wild squirrel and he bit me now I’m going to perish!” Elise whimpered as she held up her bit finger, and pouted adorably. [div style="font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #1d88af; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform:[br"] lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”

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― ELISE VILLETTE

TAGGED : TEXT HERE

WORD COUNT : TEXT HERE

NOTES : TEXT HERE

CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC

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[ADAM STONE]

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The black headed male only sighed as he put on the hood of his black jacket. Many people gave him skeptical looks as they passed him on their strolls through Griffith Park. Adam Stone, was waiting, for the young Lady Elise Villette to meet him at this very bench. He had received a letter earlier in his day stating that he was to accompany Lady Villette as her butler and attend to her needs. Adam had only nodded and tucked the letter into his jacket and been on his way. He was a Class C Butler and had been serving the Ladies of Stella Fiore since he was 16 as a Class A butler. He now was working his way to become a Class F butler. He had the potential to become the best Class F butler that Stella Fiore had ever hosted. But, that wouldn't happen if his new Lady didn't show up. Hefting a sigh Adam took off his hood and sighed as he felt the sun's rays beat down on his head. He would have prefered to be in the shade serving a nice cup of tea or lemonaid, which ever his Lady preffered, but he couldn't find her anywhere. Normally he'd met all of his previous Ladies in the school and had been easy to track them down but he couldn't know if some of the people here were just common people who actually lived here or students of Stella Fiore. He heard someone screaming that they were going to die and holding their hand as blood oozed out of a finger. Before Adam could examine the cause of the wound the woman babbled that she'd been bitten by a squirrel and that now she was going to die. Adam briefly wondered if this girl was serious. She looked be around 15 to 16 years old. He almost turned a shoulder to her and started to scout out Lady Villette. Giving a sigh, Adam gave in and reached for the white hankerchief that he kept with him for emergencies. "Hold still now, you're not going to perish from a squirrel bite." Adam said neatly wrapping the white cloth around the girls finger as to stop the bleeding. He didn't know why he was helping this girl, but he knew he'd never left someone bleeding on a path before. He may be a insensitive jerk, but heartless he wasn't. Satisfied that the bandage would work until he could get her to somewhere with an actual first aid kit. "There. You're all better. Now, I'm sure a squirrel wouldn't attack a person randomly. Are you sure it didn't have rabies or any sort? We may need to get you to a hospital. What's your name?" Adam asked putting his hands in his pockets and calculated the distance of how long it would take to get to the nearest hospital. He hoped he didn't miss Lady Elise Villette's arrival. That wouldn't do at all for a first impression. Sighing, Adam scratched the back of his head and looked back at the girl. Well, he'd focus on her and ask if she'd possibly seen the Lady. .[/style][style=background-color: gray; width: 350px; height: 1px; color: gray; font-size: 1px; float: right; margin-right: 10px; border-left: 1px dashed gray]...[/style] [style=float: right; width: 360px; text-align: justify; border-left: 1px dashed gray; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 5px; opacity: .8] [/style]

[ELISE MARIE VILLETTE]

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[atrb=style, background:#84979e; color:#1a5f79; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #1a5f79; border-left: 3px solid #1a5f79; border-bottom: 3px solid #1a5f79;] STREAKING THROUGH THE PARK SKINNY DIPPING IN THE DARK “   Now Elise wasn’t the smartest girl in the world when it came to common sense, actually she has no common sense at times, but the girl knew enough to know a bad guy from a good guy. This young gentlemen before her seemed like a pretty good guy. Sure, he looked at the girl like she was a complete idiot, but he was nice enough to stop and help. Most people didn’t care much for Elise’s childish games unless they were pedo-bears. Pedo-bears seemed to like Elise because she is small, cute, and looks like she has a skull full of hot air. Yet, they usually find themselves being beaten with a wooden spoon or object, and kicked in the jimmies. Anyway, Lady Villette immediately stopped sniffling and obeyed as the boy whipped out a hanky and wrapped it around her wounded finger. He looked much older than the blond girl by three or four years or maybe it was because he wore such a stern face. The lady was not quite sure if she liked the seriousness about him, and he didn’t show much concern like the nice nurse at school. Although, as he wrapped the piece of cloth around her finger her seemed as precise as a nurse, while telling her to hold still and that her fear of death was not upon her…much like s nurse.  Another thing to note, Elise was not crying or causing trouble by moving around like she did with the poor school nurse, but she was as still as a statue and stared at him with wide eyes. “Thank you Mr. Nurse.” she mumbled as she gently pulled her finger a way. Seeing her finger bandaged up suddenly refueled the French girl’s high spirits, and spurred a wave of excitement. “ Oh! No I tried to catch a squirrel for my new best friend today, but when I hugged him he didn’t seem to like it so he bit me! Oh!” she suddenly remembered the boy she was suppose to meet today. “I was supposed to meet my friend! His name is Adam Stone, have you seen him?” Elise looked around with a worried expression slapped on her face. Maybe if she could give him a description he might know….but the darn front office lady never told her what he looked like! “well,” The girl pondered out loud ,”I don’t honestly know what he looks like, but his name reminds me of the guy named Keith Stone who is on those commercials! He is always saving pretty girls, and they say he is really smooth. So I guess my Friend Adam can be described as really smooth!”  She beamed up at the tall guy as if the smooth information was going to be a big help. As the boy continued to ask a volley of questions she found herself becoming distracted once more by the squirrel incident.“I didn’t see any shaving cream on his face…so I don’t think he was mad…” Man this guy asked questions like a nurse too! This was becoming tiresome way too fast, and just when Elise was about to bid farewell she was asked a question that she had to respond to…strangely. The blond girl’s legs twisted as she lightly lifted the sides of her skirt, and rearranged herself into an elegant curtsy. The rowdy, blue eyed child’s mannerisms changed drastically,” My name is Lady Elise Marie Villette. It is an honor to meet your acquaintance.” Elise spoke in a professional voice when she presented her name, and retracted from her display of lady-like greetings. For some odd reason her father had hardwired that she must present her name like a lady, or be rejected from the family, and the Villette lass had never broke the habit.   [div style="font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #1d88af; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform:[br"]lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”

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― ELISE VILLETTE

TAGGED : Adam Stone

WORD COUNT : over nine thousaannndddd!

NOTES : Hurhurhur

CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC

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[ADAM STONE]

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[ELISE MARIE VILLETTE]

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[atrb=style, background:#84979e; color:#1a5f79; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #1a5f79; border-left: 3px solid #1a5f79; border-bottom: 3px solid #1a5f79;] STREAKING THROUGH THE PARK SKINNY DIPPING IN THE DARK “   It’s funny how you picture someone before you meet them, and later come to find that what you had imagined was all wrong. Sometimes it turns out for the best like when you first meet your uncle Jim, who you had pictured as a creepy guy, but looks a lot like Santa Clause instead. But, sometimes it turns out for the worst… The worst was imagining a sweet doctor to fix up your broken leg, and then coming to find a bald, rat faced man that secretly stole all your pain pills. I cannot say whether or not this surprise was a good or a bad one for Elise. This had happened several times to the young lady, but never in her life had she been as blown away as she had today. The first strange clue the girl picked up on was how the boy seemed to retreat slightly at the name of her friend Adam Stone. At first she thought maybe he knew him, but had a bad experience with him, but his stated that he had never seen him, but he was looking for someone lost as well. Was it a mere quinky-dink that they were both in search of someone, and why did he step back at the name of her friend? This did not happen often, but the gears inside Elise’s skull began to churn as she put together this mad jigsaw. Could this guy be her new friend, but they just don’t know each other’s names yet!? As soon as the idea popped in her head the lady immediately waved it off as ridiculous. ‘No way!’ she thought,’My friends going to be fun! This guy looks like a bump on the log, a killjoy, and way too serious or perhaps too adult like. My friends going to be fun, and exciting, and cute!’ Elise took a quick look at the boy, and thought once more,’well I shouldn't be so mean...he is very nice and kinda cute.’ Yet, life doesn’t exactly work out in a way that always suits this nice French lady, and it was clear after the boy recognized her name. The kid looked like a statue for a moment, then gave his splur of information, and left Elise to turn into a statue. ‘This guy is my butler!? No way, man! This can’t be true!’ Her mind ran in circles while the mademoiselle stood there wearing a shocked expression. So her guy wasn’t going to be super fun, or super exciting….  It took her only a couple of seconds to recoup, but then the tall butler flashed a smile, and she went back into another  cold, statue phase with a obvious blush on her face. Aww Damn. After she took another minute to adjust her mind, Elise altered her way of thought, and flashed a bright smile back. Well, if this was going to be her new butler then she was going to show him what it means to have some fun, and maybe he wasn’t a totally serious guy. In her little mind the lady took up this challenge that was probably not much of a challenge at all. “I am quite well, now. Thank you.” She threw her professional lady voice back on, while her hand clasped behind her back. “But, if you are to be my butler I have a few rules to make things clear.” Elise gave the boy a mock-stuffy look, much like the ones the other spoiled girls look like at the school, and continued. “Number one, don’t apologize if you did nothing wrong, it makes me feel like giving you a hug. Two, Do Not call me Lady Villette! I’m only seventeen and not yet a bitter old hag.” Elise couldn’t help but giggle to herself at number two.” But please call me Ellie. Three, I want you to smile more because your actually very cute when you smile, and try to loosen up a little. I’m not a slave driver. Four, I am not your master, your  boss, or your ultimate ruler of doom, but I’d like you to think of me as a friend seeing as we have to spend a year together, Oui (yes)?” The blond lady cleared her throat dramatically, and walked towards a bench, ”Five, I’d like you to take this present.” Behind the bench Elise undid the door of a small cage, and returned holding up a purring, coal black kitten, ”Look! He kinda looks like you! Isn’t he cute!?” She gave her new butler a genuine smile, and looked up with her sparkling blue eyes.   [div style="font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #1d88af; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform:[br"]lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”

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― Elise Villete

TAGGED : Adam Stone

WORD COUNT : over nine thousaannndddd!

NOTES : Hurhurhur

CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC

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[ADAM STONE]

[atrb=border,1,true][atrb=bordercolor,gray,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,480,true][bg=c4c4c4][style=padding-right: 10px; text-align: right; width: 480px; background-color: gray; height: 25px; color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 26px; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: .5]lyrics, quotes, or whatever[/style][style=margin-top: 5px; padding: 5px; width: 110px; background: transparent; text-align: center; line-height: 1][/style] [style=text-align: center; margin-top: -5px; width: 95px; font-family: ariel; font-size: 19px; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 10px; color: #000000; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-right: 3px; padding-left: 3px; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; height: 0px]other info[/style][style=width: 94px; font-family: ariel; font-size: 14px; background-color: acacac; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 10px; color: #000000; border-left: 1px dashed gray; border-top: 5px solid gray; border-bottom: 1px dashed gray; padding: 3px]WORDS: 334[/style][style=width: 94px; font-family: ariel; font-size: 12px; background-color: acacac; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 10px; color: #000000; border-left: 1px dashed gray; border-bottom: 1px dashed gray; padding: 3px]TAGS: Elise!![/style][style=width: 94px; font-family: ariel; font-size: 12px; background-color: acacac; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 10px; color: #000000; border-left: 1px dashed gray; border-bottom: 1px dashed gray; padding: 3px]NOTES: Kitteh! >w<[/style][style=width: 94px; font-family: ariel; font-size: 12px; background-color: acacac; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 10px; color: #000000; border-left: 1px dashed gray; border-bottom: 3px solid gray; padding: 3px; margin-bottom: 10px]CREDITS: Gimmick/Echo of OtE and TB[/style] [style=float: right; margin-top: -290px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; border-left: 1px dashed gray; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; font-size: 12px; color: #000000] Adam was a bit surprised when he heard Lady Villette say that she had some rules for him. At first he thought she was serious from her tone of voice and body gestures. He only nodded and listen carefully so he could follow her rules to the best of his abilities. That was, until she listed off the first two rule, then Adam saw that maybe Lady Vill- No, Ellie. Wasn't going to be like the other ladies that he had served. Adam only nodded and told himself that he was a butler, this was his job. He listened to the next few rules and couldn't help but feel his face flush at the word 'cute' being to describe him. Was it true? He never thought he'd hear 'cute' being to describe him. Of course he seemed adult-like he was 21 after all. Maybe he'd try to smile a little more. A little bit. Nodding, Adam kept up with every rule and comment she made. He would most likely memorize them and follow them to ever extent. Well, most of them anyway. After all was said and done, Adam was nodding and trying to figure out how he would make it through the year. He'd be on his toes for sure. That was an understatement even as Ellie pushed a black kitten in his arms. He looked at the small animal for a moment in shock. Were had the cat even come from?! While Adam was still trying to figure that out the kitten crawled from hands up his arms and curled himself onto Adam's shoulder resting his head on the fur of Adam's coat. "T-Thank you, Miss Ellie. I will do my best to abide by your wishes." Adam said as he heard the kitten give a purr. He supposed that they did look somewhat alike with the color of his fur matching Adam's hair. The cat gave a yawn and looked slyly at his surroundings. Looking at Elise and Adam in turn. .[/style][style=background-color: gray; width: 350px; height: 1px; color: gray; font-size: 1px; float: right; margin-right: 10px; border-left: 1px dashed gray]...[/style] [style=float: right; width: 360px; text-align: justify; border-left: 1px dashed gray; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; margin-top: 6px; margin-bottom: 5px; opacity: .8] [/style]