Wo0t!

Yay,  I took a cue from my Drazzi-chan and made myself a blog for the voices in my own head. *drags in
Alien Lisa* Say hi.

*blinks* You actually want me to go along with this?

Yes, actually. You always wanted a place to hang out with the guys instead of my head. Now you do.

Will you update more often than Drazzi does?

Depends. Don't worry, this'll be fun!

You have a warped definition of "fun".

This coming from the Winged Wonder.

*eyes flash*

Hey, don't blame me! Blame Stella!

I should be mad at you for frying my television.

Oh, buck up. We'll get it fixed.

How?

I . . . um, I haven't thought of that yet.

*falls over*

Saturday: June 1, 2002

*scratches head*

Okay . . . so what am I supposed to do? *thinks, then eyes go bright* I know!! *disappears*

Hey, hey! Lisa! Stop pushing!

Chill, Luke. I need people to keep me company. *disappears again*

WHOA!! *comes flying out of RL's head and lands, thankfully, on a soft couch*

You all right?

Yeah. What's going on?

Lisa wants company.

Oh.

Look out! *flies out of RL's head and lands beside Tommy*

*reappears* Perfect!

This isn't all of us, though.

Four to start. Drazzi-chan started with three.

She started with five, Lisa.

Only if you count herself and the Typo Fairy. She won't be coming here.

What makes you so sure?

FrontPage has a spell check! ^_^

Sunday: June 2, 2002

Why's there so much fog in here?

Is there a reason my head hurts?

Because Lisa's does? *moves checker piece* King me.

*puts checker piece over said moved piece and glances at the board* I thought you couldn't feel pain
unless we did, Lisa?

*flops onto a couch* Little problem. Since I'm a part of RL and RL is me, I sometimes feel her pain, too.
*winces* Geesh, can't she do anything about it?

*looks up from the book he was reading on a couch opposite the one AL flopped on* I'm sure she took
something for it.

*mreh's, then gets up and stands beside her blue-eyed Jedi* Whatcha readin'?

*shows her the cover*

Luke? Love? Why are you reading Harry Potter?

Thought I'd brush up on the history so I won't be confused when you and Ben go off on that tangent.
I've already read the first two.

Where'd you put Sorcerer's Stone?

On the shelf where I found it. Lisa'd kill me if she found her books missing.

No, I wouldn't.

I think he meant Real Lisa, my dear.

Oh yeah. *glances over Luke's shoulder* Why are you only on page ten?

Because I just started reading?

Oh. *rubs her head* Blame the headache, hon.

*puts his arm around her* Take it easy. *rubs her back*

*looks at him with big puppy-dog eyes* How 'bout some nerve blockage, sweetie?

*grins and pulls her down next to him*

*lays down and puts her head in his lap*

*strokes her hair while he continues to read, and gives her nerve blockage*

*looks at them out of the corner of his eye*

*chuckles* Jealous, old chap?

Aren't you?

Of course not. She loves us all. She just happens to need someone who can get rid of the headache
at the moment.

Tuesday: June 4, 2002

GAWD!

*storms in and flops onto the couch, pulling a pillow over her head*

*looks up from reading Prisoner of Azkaban with Luke* What's eating you?

*muffled from under the pillow* Mreh.

You're gonna suffocate yourself. Unlike me, you need to breathe.

Lisa, what's wrong?

*muffled* Everything. No tape. Jessi being a sick pain.

Can hardly blame her for being sick.

*pulls down the pillow* I want my friggen tape! I've waited 19 years to see this episode!

And I've waited over 2000 to be in it. USPS is damn slow.

*matter-of-factly* I got Harry Potter early.

You were lucky.

*sits beside RL and rubs her back* It'll come.

*sighs* Yeah, I know. I wish it was the end of June. I want my . . . well, you know.

No, actually, we don't. You're keeping the Big Secret a surprise from practically everyone.

That's right, and it's gonna stay that way.

*narrows her eyes, staring at RL, then throws up her hands* Why can't I read your mind?! I'm a friggen
telepath, for crying out loud!

*grins for the first time since she got there* Of course you can't. I created you, so I can block you from
my mind.

You can't even tell us what the Big Secret is?

'Course I could. But then it wouldn't be a secret, now would it?

I'm sure she has her reasons.

Just one small hint?

*pets Tommy's head* Sorry, luv, but your cute-ness won't win me over today. None of yours will.

Since when do you have a will of iron?

Since now?

Exactly!

Friday: June 7, 2002

What happened this morning . . .

2:26AM

*is sleeping peacefully*

*is sleeping beside her*

*materializes her TARDIS just outside RL's room* *steps out and looks around, finding she's in the
kitchen* *sees a door with a sign saying "Rules for Lisa's Room" hanging on it* *whispers* Ah!
*sneaks over and opens the door quietly, then sneaks in* *still whispering* What a mess! *picks
her way around the messy room to the bookshelf behind the door*

*wakes up, sees 5, and whines*

*turns abruptly and glares at the pup* *harsh whisper* Quiet, you!

*intimidated* *lays her head down on RL's arm (she'd normally go bounding off the bed)*

*nods, satisfied, and proceeds to rummage through the books until she finds the one she wants*
*still whispering* Eureka! *picks up Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and stalks out of RL's room,
into her TARDIS, and materializes out*

4:05PM

*sits in her computer chair, playing Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask*

*walks in* Hey, Lisa.

*pauses the game* Hey, Luke. What's up?

*heads toward the bookshelf* Came to get Goblet of Fire. *holds up Prisoner of Azkaban* And to
return this.

You finished the first three already? *goes back to playing*

I'm a quick reader. *scans the shelf where the other Potter books are and sees a big gap between
Chamber of Secrets and RL's dachshund book* *replaces Prisoner of Azkaban, but still sees a gap*
Um, Lisa? Where's Goblet of Fire?

It's not on the shelf?

*shakes head* No. There's a gap between the third and that dog book you have.

*pauses her game again and gets up to look* Huh. That's funny. It was there last night. *scratches
head* I wonder where it could've gone.

Lisa's not gonna be happy if she doesn't get to read it with me. I mean, you know, the other one.

Yeah, I know who you mean. *goes to her TV and picks her way through the CDs on the side* Well,
until I can find it, you can use . . . *finds the CD she wanted* *takes it out and hands it to Luke* This.

*looks at the CD in hand* *reads the cover* "Harry Potter Books 1-4 PDF Format"?

*nods* I got 'em off KaZaA when I couldn't find my other books. Hook up the computer to the TV and
read 'em on the "Big Screen". *giggles* It should hold 'til I find the real thing.

*shrugs* Okay, I'll give it a try.

*doing her best Yoda voice* No! Try not! Do, or do not. There is no try.

*chuckles and gives her a little kiss on the cheek* Bye, Lisa.

*smiles* Bye, Luke.

*gently touches her chin and leaves*

*sighs and goes back to her game, wondering where her copy of Goblet of Fire could have gotten to*

Sunday: June 9, 2002

*dingdong*

Well, is someone moving in or not?

*rings bell*

We have a doorbell?

Evidently.

Who's gonna answer it?

*rings again*

*notices they're looking at her* *sighs* Oh, fine. *goes to the door and opens it to find Hooks standing
there, housecat-sized* HOOKS!

LISA! *jumps into her arms*

*hugs him, then closes the door and brings him to the others* Guys, this is Hooks. He's my best friend.

I thought I was your best friend!

*winces* Erm . . . you are. Hooks is my best . . . nonhuman friend.

What is he?

*blushes*

Well, we don't really know, do we?

*shakes head and blushes some more* I've been told I look like a cross between a kangaroo, a monkey,
a ram, and a sloth.

Never heard of any of them.

I have.

Helps to come from Earth.

Yeah. Kangaroo with the pouch, monkey with the tail, ram with the horns, and sloth with the arms and
legs. So, Hooks, you're moving in?

*nods* Yep. Lisa -- the real one -- she offered and I said yes.

You? You, Mr. Shyness?

*blushes insanely* Well . . . it gets lonely on Alnilam with no one but unicorns to talk to. I missed you.

Aww. *petpets Hooks*

He is a rather interesting creature.

Welcome to the . . . family, Hooks.

Yeah, welcome aboard.

This isn't a ship, Tommy.

Monday: June 10, 2002

Road Trip!

Come on, come on, come on! *pushes everyone out the door*

What's your hurry?

Data's giving a concert! We're gonna be late! COME ON!

Lisa, it's not for a half hour yet.

MOVE!!!!! *pushes and shoves*

We could take the TARDIS.

NO! *shoves and pushes*

What's wrong with the TARDIS?

Well, it's not always reliable. MOVE! *hustles everyone out the door*

                                                                ~*~*~

*taps a comm badge and practically roars* BEAM US UP!!!!!

"Beam"? *meeps as the transporter effect overtakes everyone*

*waiting for them* Hello, Lisa.

DATA!!! *bounds off the transporter platform and hugs him tight*

*chuckles and hugs her back, then turns to the rest of the group* Greetings.

Hey.

Hello.

Good morning.

*blushes and waves*

*clinging to Data's arm* Are we late?

*shakes his head* No, you are ahead of schedule.

For once.

*turns to Tommy* Are you insinuating that I'm never on time?

*shakes his head quickly* No! Of course not!

*looks at him with a warning gleam in her eye, then turns back to Data and grins like an idiot. What are
we waiting for? COME ON!

*takes her by the hand and leads her and the group to Holodeck 4*

Why not Holodeck 1?

That is one of the mysteries that will never be solved.

This is real snazzy.

It looks like an Earth club from the 1940s.

That is correct. Lisa, will you accompany me?

*nods*

*leads her out of the Holodeck and to his quarters*

What's up?

I would like you to be the first to see me in my costume. *disappears into an adjacent room*

*calls after* "Costume"?

*comes out, all decked out in a tuxedo*

O_O *giggles insanely* YOU LOOK GREAT!!!!!

You are not just saying that because you love me?

Would I do that?

*starts to answer*

NEVER MIND! C'mon, let's go! *takes his arm and they walk back to the holodeck, where everyone is
now gathered*

*waves from the front table where he's sitting with the others of AL's group* Nice tux.

Thank you. *takes AL's hand and leads her to the table, touches her chin, then steps onto the stage to
rounding applause*

Woohoo!!!!! *claps as hard as she can*

Saturday: June 15, 2002

It's all Data's fault, you know.

*lounges on a couch, singing in her head* Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again . . . It's been
a long, long time. Haven't felt like this, my dear, since . . . can't remember when. It's been a long, long
time.

Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssssssssssssaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Stop it, wouldja?

I love you, yes I do, I love you. It's a sin to tell a lie. *stops* Toooommmmmyyyyyyy! Stop what?

That singing!

I'm not singing.

You're thinking it, though.

Yeah, and it's giving us headaches.

Oh, yeah? Well, that's just the way the burger burns. Lock it out. *resumes* I love you, and I loved you
the first time I saw you, and I always will love you . . . Data. *giggles*

*sweatdrop*

*trots in and sits by the door* Everyone seems annoyed.

*beginning to sing aloud* Time after time you'll hear me say that I'm so lucky to be loving youuuuu!!!!

Oh.

Monday: June 17, 2002

*plot, plan*

*singing slightly off-key* Come, gather 'round yon cute guy clan and hear the plot I plan . . .

Has Lisa been watching too much Fraggle Rock?

Very funny. Really, gather, gather. I'm hatching a plot to get RL to tell us her Big Secret. *looks around*
What're you waiting for? Huddle! *huddles*

*huddles*

*huddles*

*huddles*

*cuddles*

Tommy! In all other circumstances, I'd welcome it, but this is serious! I wanna know what RL's Big Secret
is.

But we'll find out eventually.

Not soon enough! Okay, here's the plan: I'm gonna go up to her casually and nicely and ask her what
the Secret is.

You think that will work?

Of course not, which is why and when we proceed to Phase Two. Luke, that's where you come in.

I do?

Yes. You're our # 1 guy, so then you go up to her and ask her casually and nicely.

And that will work?

Naturally not. So that's where you come in for Phase Three.

Who?

You. You gotta go up to her and pretend to be hurt, then, when you got her all gushy and mushy, ask
in that really pathetic, weak voice of yours what her Big Secret is.

And that will work?

It has to! She could never resist when he's helpless.

Sort of like you, eh?

Well, yes. *waves her hand* Anyway, if for some Orion-forsaken reason that doesn't work, it's
Tommy's turn for Phase Four.

But wouldn't it be better if I went before the Doctor?

Whoever said I was logical?

She has a point. Am I in a Phase?

No. You're too shy to confront her about this stuff.

*blush*

See? *claps hands* All right! Let's get moving! Break! *claps hands*

Tuesday: June 25, 2002

OMG! Did you hear?!

*runs around like a maniac* GOOD ORION, DID YOU GUYS HEAR THE NEWS?!

*looks up from napping* What news?

*looks around at the guys* YOU DON'T KNOW?!

*covering his ears* Obviously, Lisa. Why don't you tell us this "news" before we go deaf?

Yeah, spare our ears, please.

If you wouldn't mind.

*sighs and rolls her eyes* Fine, fine, fine. The news is this . . . *pauses dramatically* Real Lisa and Ben
are engaged!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*stunned silence* Really?

*nods* Yeah, can you believe it?

Our Lisa?

I thought I was your Lisa.

You are, but so is she, in a manner of speaking.

Whatever. The point is my alter ego is freakin' ENGAGED!!!!!

Something you'd never do?

*blinku* Well, I never got the chance, did I?

That wasn't your excuse.

*clamps his mouth shut* Never mind my excuse.

So, what do we do?

*dramatic pause* We throw a party!

Sunday: June 30, 2002

*taps shoulder of the reader* Do you realize today's our birthday?

NO!!!!

It's not my fault.

Yes, it is! It's ALL your fault! WHY DID YOU DO IT?!

Do what?

She made me lose my powers!!!

*looks at RL* What?!

Snow and Xella and Grimm all complain about the "super" characters. AL fits that description. She's too
powerful.

*sputters* But now I can't protect my guys anymore!

*looks to RL* This really necessary?

*sighs* Look, I didn't want to, but Snow and Xella and Grimm all have a point. How fun is it to play an
undefeatable character?

VERY! And I'm NOT undefeatable!

Maybe, but your weaknesses aren't that apparent.

A parent to who?

Not now, Hooks. *looks at AL* Look, I'm gonna try to make it up to you.

*glares and roars* HOW?!

Well, you can pick any two new guys to move in . . . and *whispers in AL's ear*

*blinks* You promise?

*nods*

Okay. Adam and Data.

Fine, then. *puts two fingers to her head and then extends her arm and a ball of light hovers above her
fingers; the light grows brighter*

*pops in from out of nowhere*

*pops in from out of nowhere* *looks around as the glow fades* Where am I?

House of insanity.

Very funny. Adam, Data, you're now living with AL, Tommy, Hooks, Luke, and Doctor 5. My peace
offering to her for taking away most of her powers.

You did WHAT?!

*winces* Adam, don't you start. I got enough from everyone else.

May I ask why you did such a thing?

AL's too powerful. She'll give you her own version. I have to get back to school. *walks out the door*

*breaks down into tears as the guys and Hooks attempt to comfort her*

Monday: July 8, 2002

*growls*

*drags in by his tail into a secluded room of the house, dodging zaps*

Foolish immortal! *zaps*

*dodges* *bops* Shut up! I need your help.

Why, pray tell, do I have to help you?

RL needs a damn good zapping for what she did to me.

You mean removing the inferior powers that made you equal to my master?

I was never equal to Drazzi.

*zaps*

*dodges* Knock it off! Yeah, I know who you're talking about, but yeah. She had no right to take away
my powers. I want you to zap her.

Forget it. Zapping the mortal you will cause you to be happy. I am against all happiness, mortal or
immortal.

But zapping her won't make her happy, will it?

Does not matter.

*eyes blaze* Ebil, I may not be as powerful as I used to be, but I can still do a lot of harm. So zap her
for me.

No.

*warning* Ebil . . .

*zaps* You know very well that's not my name.

*dodges again* Fine. Lucifer, please zap RL for me.

No. *zaps*

*gets hit this time* *falls over, twitching and charred* X.X I . . . hate . . . you . . .

Good. *walks off* *zaps once more* *leaves*

x_X

Sunday: July 14, 2002

Ebil is copyright Sallie Drazzi. All rights reserved.

I am copyrighted to no one, foolish mortal. *zaps*

*is zapped* X_x

Ohana.

*hears TARDIS sounds*

*barks*

Doctor? Shut up, Itchie! Doctor?

In the flesh!

Down, mutt.

She's technically not a mutt, you know.

I know, but what else can you call her?

Itchie, perhaps?

*stands up to meet them only to screech to a halt when she sees the TARDIS and who her first favorite
Time Lord (Doc5, if you didn't know) has on his arm* Talking to me yet, Lisa?

*jumps up and down, barking, trying to get their attention*

*scowls and looks away* No, Itchie, I don't want to play.

*whimpers*

*nudges AL*

*scowls deeper*

She has something she wants to tell you, right Lisa? *looks pointedly at AL*

*voice low* No . . .

Come on, Lisa.

What's going on, guys?

We're trying to get her to apologize for trying to kill you.

Pfft. *chuckles* She can't kill me. She kills me, she kills herself. She wouldn't end her existence altogether.
*looks at AL* Would you?

*looks down*

*taps AL on the shoulder and whispers in her ear* What about ohana?

*glares at him* Don't go quoting Lilo and Stitch, Doctor.

He's right, you know. Aren't you two like family? Sisters?

*scoffs*

I wouldn't think so, Doctor.

*barks*

Shut up, Itchie!

*whines and goes to lay down*

We agree on something, eh, Lisa?

*looks away*

*nudges her* Come on, Lisa.

You both can't fight forever.

*explodes* SHE TOOK AWAY MY POWERS!!!!!

*sighs* I explained this. And I didn't take away them all. If I did, you'd just be a twin-hearted half-human
with wings. No powers, no talking to animals, no nothing.

*tears well up* I was happy . . .

And three of my closest friends weren't.

*whispers to Doc5* At least she's talking to her.

*glares at him* I heard that . . .

That's one thing I didn't take away.

*rounds on her* You don't seem to get it! I was happy the way I was!! Is pleasing three people better
than keeping your own alter ego happy?!

Yes. They were right. How many times do I have to say that before it sinks in? Where's the fun if you can
do anything?

You gave me weaknesses!

An allergy to milk and a reaction to certain things the link brings through aren't weaknesses.

They are when they can kill me!

Think of everything you have been or will be written in to. All the TNG episodes where I've said you
couldn't be in because whatever was happening wouldn't affect you. Now you can be in them.

Memory loss and being hurt aren't up on my list of things I wanted to happen. Right up there with dying.

But you can't die.

Unless something kills me!! That's technically being mortal!

Actually, no. 'Cause you won't age, so you won't die of old age. Get cut, you heal quickly.

Get stabbed . . . ?

Well, you can take your pick. Endure a lot of pain while you heal, or die.

*swallows* Er, how long would the healing take?

I'd say that depends on the wound. Itchie biting you, for example, would take a few minutes. A stab
wound . . . a week, probably. Or more. With pain.

*winces* I don't like pain.

Better than dying.

She has a point.

*elbows him* Mediators, remember? No interference.

That was interfering?

*glances at them, then to AL* Anything else?

*sighs* What other limits are you setting?

*thinks* Well, let's go down the list. Enhanced hearing. You can't hear anything on the other side of the
world, anymore. Leave that to Superman. He needed it; you don't.

So, what's the range?

*thinks* Hmm. We have to make sure it isn't ridiculous. Same state. Go past the border, it gets fuzzy.

Telepathy?

Hm. Well, you can't read Data's mind for reasons stated already. No reading Ferengi minds. No vampires.
And other telepaths can block you. And you can't do it unless you really try.

Gift of tongues?

Only animals. No human languages.

The link's not gonna change, is it?

No, that has the same rules. Starts with Kiss O' True Love, stays as long as the love between both of you
stays strong. Weakens with that, severs if the love is gone. You know the drill. *glances at the Doctors*

*looks at them* *low voice* Yeah. *looks at RL* Okay. Enhanced vision?

Only with your glasses. And you can only zoom in if you concentrate hard enough.

Er, what about this witch thing?

The limitation there is you can't use that yet.

*blinks* Immor--

*holds up hand to cut her off* We discussed that.

Right . . . absorbing and radiating warmth with my wings?

Gets cold enough, it's your body heat.

*shivers* The gills?

No more breathing in space. That's just silly.

Flying?

You have high endurance, but not that high. You can't fly around the world in 80 seconds anymore and
not break a sweat. You'll need rest periods.

Please don't tell me you're gonna give me the 2 hour morphing limit . . .

*shakes her head* No, but you can't keep morphing and not get tired. Do 5 in a row or so and you'll have
to rest, just like the Animorphs do.

Telekinesis?

You have to either look the object or get a real good picture in your mind. And it involves concentration.
A lot of it, too. Mental strain will come in, as well.

Time travel?

You won't get to where you want to go very often. More concentration.

Teleporting?

Sorta what Grimm said, tweaked a bit. Think of the Tomorrow People. You can't teleport anywhere unless
you've been there at least once and know it well.

*sighs*

Anything else?

*sighs again* No . . .

Then are we back on speaking terms?

I guess.

Good, 'cause I gotta go to bed. *turns to the Doctors* Nice seeing you, guys. *hugs them both* Er,
isn't that 5's TARDIS?

Yes, why?

Why hasn't she come out?

She's probably sulking.

Let's hope so . . .

Monday: July 22, 2002

You can't go anywhere in RL's house and not be noticeable.

Unhand me at once! *struggles against Doc 5 and Doc 8, who are holding her by her arms*

5, you're a pain. You're lucky her parents didn't catch you.

*glares*

You're also lucky she's not feeling well, or she'd be chewing you out for landing your TARDIS in the
kitchen. If her parents had seen that, or you, they'd kill her.

You know this because you're technically the same person, right?

*nods* Right. *blinks* What? Oh. Well, yeah, technically we're the same person. Only I'm the better half.

*scoffs as she's dragged through the front door*

*looks up* Ah! There you are!

*blinks* 3? What are you doing here?

And why are you sitting in my chair?

Data's coaching us on playing poker.

Unfortunately, 3 seems to interrupt to do silly card tricks.

They're NOT silly!

I find them rather intriguing.

You would.

As interesting as this is, 3 why are you here?

Came to make sure 5 got back without killing everyone.

*meeps and hides*

*sighs* Thanks, 3, thanks a lot. Gonna take him 'til 5 leaves for him to come out now.

*glowers*

You do that so well. Anyway, she's all yours. *nods to the Docs and to 3* I'm going to lay down.
*leaves*

Okay, 5, let's get going and leave the nice people alone to their blog.

*scowls*

Saturday: July 27, 2002

It's been a long, long time . . .

It's too quiet in here . . . WHERE IS EVERYBODY?!

*bleats helpfully*

*blinku* 'Lamby?

*nods*

What're you doin' here?

*bleats again*

*scratches head* Er, I can't understand sheepfruit.

*blinkus sadly*

*petpets* Well, if you're here, are they there?

*shakes her head*

Then were are they?

*bleats*

*sighs and rubs her head* Of all the charries in Drazzi's blog, I had to get the one that couldn't talk?

*smiles sweetly*

*grins* Oh, yeah. I also got one of the sweeter ones. *petpets*

*nuzzles*

*sighs* Oh, well. Could be worse.

*bleats, curious*

It could've been Life.

oO;

Monday: August 26, 2002

'Lamby is copyright Sallie Drazzi. All rights reserved.

It's been even longer . . .

*stands about scratching her head* Okay, I give up. *walks off and smashes into the door opening in
her face. @o;;

Gomen ne. ^^; Sowwy.

xX *falls over*

*catches her* You okay?

Like, ow. oO *stands up and uses Luke's arm to steady herself* Where was everyone?

We went out.

*blinku* Where?

We found out Clockstoppers is out on DVD, and the new Pokémon movie comes out in October.

O_O GWEE!!! *glomps the Doctor* Tanku! I'll have to get Clockstoppers when I have some moula. And
I'll see Pokémon once it comes out.

Glad to see you happy for once.

Yeah, well . . . Hey, where're Adam and Data?

I am here.

And I'm here.

*bleats in alarm and scurries in and hides under AL's wing*

. . . the fuh?

'Lamby, what are you doing back?

Back?

*bleats*

Wait, say that again.

*repeats what she said*

Something about Poiple thinking a pile of gold thongs were 'Lamby's.

*bleats and hides her pretty yewo head*

Did she happen to mention why they would think they were hers when she doesn't wear clothes?

*looks down at herself and blushes*

*blinku* 'Lamby, doll, you just now realized that, barring the fur, you're essentially naked?

*beat* *nods* *faints*

*catches her*

Well, she's your responsibility, now.

Why me?

You're the only one who can understand her.

Oo; I'll . . . I'll . . . *sighs* I'll go get her some clothes.

Wednesday: August 28, 2002

Okay, now it's getting crowded.

*is now comfortably dressed* ^^

Glad you're getting some use out of my clothes, 'Lamby.

*dingdong!*

Who could that be?

Baa?

No, all the guys are in the other room playing poker.

*dingdong!*

All right, all right. *goes to the door and opens it*

Liiiisssaaaaa!!! *glompus*

*bleats*

x.x;;; Poiple? What are you doing here?

Death an' Evil are headed off to their home realm thingy and I got caught tryin' to get brought along.

How'd you do that?

I hid in Death's suitcase. ^^ An' he saw my tail. Plus I made noises every time he moved the suitcase.

@o; Yeah. Well, if you're staying, come in.

Tanku! *skips in*

*sighs and closes the door*

Hi, 'Lamby! *flying glomps*

Oo;

Nice place you got here, Lisa.

Thanks.

Where's your harem?

My what?!

Your harem. Your bois.

Oh, them. They're in there. *points across the room to a door marked "Game Room"*

*heads toward aforementioned door and opens it* Hi everyone!

*looks up*

Who're you?

That's Poiple.

Are any other of Drazzi's characters going to stop by?

*looks to Poiple*

Naw. Death and Evil are headed off to their home realm and Ebil's been strangely missing since the 20th
of August.

Well, as long as he doesn't come here . . . I've heard too many stories about that cat.

*zap!*

X.X *falls over*

*jumps into Luke's arms*

*collapses into a chair* Not the Hell Minion, too.

Of course, foolish immortal! With no one in Mortal One's blog to torment, I have set my sights on you!

There's always Love, Romance, Pain, Innocence, the Typo Fairy, and Life.

@o *zaps the Purple Furry One to the floor*

x.x owies . . .

I'm evil, not stupid, Purple Furry One.

No comment.

Very wise.

So, I take it you're staying, too?

Of course. I shall go back when the Reaper and Evil One return.

For our sake, I hope they return soon . . .

*ringring!*

Baa?

That's the phone.

*goes to answer it* Hello? *hands the receiver to AL* It's for you.

*blinkus* *takes it* Hello?

Lisa!!!

Who is it?

Shh, Tommy. *back to phone* Sallie?

Yup. Are Poiple and Ebil there?

Yeah.

Send 'em home so they can update the blog, will you?

Sure, Sal. Bye.

Bye!! *click*

*hangs up and looks to Poiple and Ebil* Sallie wants you to go back.

Aww!

Curses! I was going to disrupt the poker game by stacking the deck!

*raises eyebrow*

Oh, well. Coming, 'Lamby?

*shakes her head and hides behind AL* *bleats*

She says not just yet, and Sallie didn't say she needed to come home yet.

*sniffs* Fine. C'mon, Ebil.

That is not my name, Furry One. *zaps*

x.x Owies. Again!

Can you zap her on the way back?

Gladly.

LISA!

*zaps PGG on the way back to the blog*

I hope she doesn't hold that against me.

Sunday: September 1, 2002

Aren't crossovers fun?

*singing* When you call for me, when I hear your breathe, I get wings to fly, I feel that I'm alive!
*dances around the room, using a green hairbrush for a microphone* When you look at me, I can touch
the sky, I know that I'm alive!

xX;; Lisa? Lisa? LISA!

*stops singing and stares at him* What?!

*bleats*

-_- Everybody's a music critic.

Lisa, I love you, you know that. But spare our ears, please?!

*razzes* Fine!

*dingdong!!*

Now what? *goes to open the door* Poiple? Is Ebil here, too?

*walks in and plops down on a chair* Nah. I came back 'cause I miss 'Lamby. I got the Liverpool edition
of Monopoly and I got no one to play with. T_T

Baa . . .

She says she'll come back if you stop trying to corrupt her.

^^ No promises, 'Lamby.

It is getting kind of crowded in here, Lisa.

*blinkblink* *bleats*

He's not trying to get rid of you, 'Lamby. *petpets* You can always come back.

*ponders* *nods reluctantly*

She'll come home.

WAI!! *glompus 'Lamby* Come on!! *takes her arm and drags her out of the house*

*bleats!*

*yells out the door* Don't worry, you can visit whenever you want!! *waves*

Kinda sad to see her go.

She'll be back.

Tuesday: September 10, 2002

Vacation's where I wanna be!

*plays a little ditty on her pan flute*

*barges in* Helloooo my lovelies!!! *stops and blinks* Where are my lovelies?

Out.

Out where?

*shrugs* Out. I think they're getting more chips for poker since the blog cast seems to be growing. Why
are you here?

I'm going to Wisconsin for a week. I wanted to say goodbye.

Bye! *waves and goes back to playing her panpipes*

*rolls her eyes and goes off in search of the guys*

Friday: September 20, 2002

HOME!

*bounds in* I are home!!! Did anyone miss me?

I did.

*blinks* Jareth?

You were expecting Elvis?

I was expecting AL or the guys.

I am a guy.

*raises eyebrow* You sure about that? *chuckles* Seriously, what are you doing here?

Hiding from . . . them. *shudders*

The--oh. Stella.

*cringes*

*giggles* Well, if you want you can stay a while.

*breathes sigh of relief*

Sunday: September 29, 2002

We're gettin' shorter'n'shorter.

*taps on door with hoof*

*answers* Hey, Goldy. What brings you here?

*comes in*

*shuts the door*

Lisa has the Raven-Haired One tied up. She sent me to tell His Highness to leave so she can let her go.

Who, Jareth? Oh, he left a while ago. No idea where he went, but he's not here. So you can tell Lisa to let
5 go.

*nods and nuzzles AL* I shall, then. Goodbye.

*petpets his nose and waves*

Wednesday: October 16, 2002

Did you notice that the one being tortured by bad singing is always Tommy?

*dances around the room holding her green hairbrush as a microphone . . . again* I just call~ed to say~
I lo~ve you~ I just call~ed to say~ how much I ca~re I just call~ed to say~ I lo~ve you and I mean it from
the bottom of my hea~rt.

*sighs* LISA! LISA!!!!!

*sings* No April~ ra~in . . . *stops singing* What?

As I seem to keep saying: I love you, but DON'T SING!

*razzes* You don't like it, you can always leave.

*knock knock*

Who's there? *goes to the door and opens it* Evil?

*looks over AL's shoulder*

Oh, I thought Ebil was torturing someone over here. I heard bellowing all the way in our blog.

¬¬##

^^;;;; So, um, what was it?

Lisa singing. xX;;

Everybody's a music critic.

Dude, your voice carried all the way to our blog?

¬¬##

*runs to hide*

Sunday: October 27, 2002

This is what the guys talk about when Lisa's not around.

*glances out the window, then to a thermometer* Temperature's dropping.

At least it doesn't get as cold as it did on Hoth. That's where we were based for a while. It got real cold
there. Lisa hated it.

She has complained of the cold often when traveling with me.

That's nothing, Doctor. When we first got to Hoth, Lisa complained more than I've ever heard her
complain. She walked around the place with her wings tightly wrapped around herself. Even sleeping was
a chore.

*looks at him oddly and blushes*

Not like that! Lisa and I rarely slept in the same bed. Only if I needed her.

Same here.

*nods* Same for all of us. Or most of us.

Most, if not all, of us.

Right. The base had no heaters, because the place would melt. It was literally made of ice.

*shivers*

Lovely.

*senses the sarcasm* Exactly. Lisa's told you about what happens in sub-zero temperatures, hasn't she?

*raises paw* I know that one. Her wings end up absorbing her body heat.

Right, again. So, she kept her wings tight so they'd give back what they took. The very first night we were
there, she wanted to sleep in the heavily padded clothes we were given.

Did she?

*shakes head* I talked her out of it. She used her wings as a blanket, plus several layers of blankets.
She looked so pathetic, I had her lay with me.

*eyes him, blushing again*

*sighs* Hooks, we were just with each other.

*comes in* You guys talking about me?

*quickly* No.

*raises eyebrow* From your tone of voice I highly doubt that.

*meeps and blushes* Well, bye! *bounds off*

I'll . . . just join the critter. *runs off*

I'll follow the Power Ranger. *slips away*

And I'll follow the Time Lord. *waves and rushes off*

- -;; Why do I get the feeling I was the object of conversation?

Tuesday: October 29, 2002

And again!

*once again is dancing about the room, hairbrush in hand, singing at the top of her lungs* All seven and
we'll watch them fall. *clap, clap* They stand in the way of love and we will smoke them all. With their
intellect and their savoir-faire. No one in the whole universe will never compare~

*groan* LISA!!!!!

I am yours now and you are mine and . . . *stops singing* What?

*head in hands* Why am I always the one being tortured by your singing?

*glare*

*walks in* You're in the wrong place at the wrong time.

*rubs head*

*glares again*

Lisa, you've had several people ask you to stop singing and yet you don't.

*shrug* I'm stubborn.

 *blushing* We wouldn't want you any other way.

*blush* Aww. *cuddles him*

Monday: November 18, 2002

HAPPY 39th ANNIVERSARY!!!!

*walks in with Doctors 5 and 8 on each arm*

Thank you for treating us to dinner, Lisa.

Hehe, no problem. ^^

I'm just glad you didn't decide to tell the waiter it was our anniversary. They'd probably come out with a
cake or something.

*looks scandalized* Would I do that?!

Yes.

*razz* C'mon. *takes out her key to unlock the door, then once she's inside makes a bee-line to the
kitchen*

What was that about?

I've no idea.

*walks in carrying a TARDIS-shaped ice cream cake with two candles in the shape of the numbers 3 and 9*
SURPRISE!!!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!!

Oh, Lisa.

Thank you.

*puts the cake down and hands the Docs the knife* Cut! *grins*

*holds the knife and cuts the cake*

Whee! Let's eat!

Saturday: November 23, 2002

New character? Only temporarily.

Anyone seen Lisa around?

Which one?

The real one.

*grumbles and buries her nose in a book*

What's with her?

His Highness, the Goblin King, has taken Lisa away to the Labyrinth.

Why?

Who knows? Probably something to do with the Stellas. Always is.

Ah.

*mutters* Why'd she get to be so lucky?

You can see him whenever you want.

*glares*

 ^^;; *hides*

Coward.

No. That glare can kill!

She wouldn't kill us...................would you, Lisa?

Don't tempt me.

*gulps*

I don't think she will. She loves you too much.

*grr* Don't try me, Hooks.

*meeps and hides behind Tommy's legs*

*sighs and looks to JB* Want to play a little poker 'til she gets back?

*walks in with playing cards, wearing his sun visor he always wears when playing poker* I have the cards.

Perfect timing.

*growls and goes back to her book*

Sure, I'll play.

Is it me or is the blog getting less and less funny?

It's not you.

Wednesday: December 4, 2002

It's dead in here.

PLEASE don't say that word!!

What word?

The "d" word.

Doorstop?

*voice very, very, very low* "Dead".

*spazzes and falls over* Ow... x.x###

*catches RL* You okay?

*holds head* Yeah....boy, she's really taking this hard, isn't she?

*knock knock*

*answers door* 'Allo, 'Lamby.

 Baa! *walks in* Baa?

*still holding RL by the arm* What'd she say?

*shuts the door*

Baa?

She said "Why is AL in hibernation?"

She did?

I didn't know you understood sheepfruit.

I can't. I just figured it's what's on everyone's mind.

*nods*

Tommy, you can let me go, now.

*does so*

Thank you. Well, you see, it all has to do with the new Star Trek movie: Nemesis. You see, someone AL
cares a lot for die--kkrkkkckkk!!! *falls over*

*catches RL*

O.o# Thanku, 'Lamby.

Baa! ^^

*picks herself up* AL's taken refuge in my head and taking any mention of....*lowers voice* the "d" word
*normal voice* very hard. So hard it knocks me off my feet.

Baa.

Monday: January 13, 2003