Damion Strife

"Alright!" ,Scott shouted happily. He jumped out, then ran over to a control switch, and the waves started. He then bolted towards the pool and jumped in the deep end.

Thanks!

"Alrighty then!" ,Felix said smiling. He set his hands on fire, then pulled the bread from the oven, and set it on the stove top. "See I found a way to keep myself from getting burned!" ,he said laughing, "Food must be almost done huh? Well let's set the table and wait on Callum." Scott shrugged. "Well there's no rollercoaster here, but there is one down the road near the Vegas strip," he said laughing. He swam around her and then down to the other end. He swam back and said, "Alright. Waves or no waves?"

No. More like Edgar Allen Poe. The only man who ever wrote true Poe-ms. (Fun Pun!)

"Oh just thirty minutes after dinner. I hope that'll be plenty of time...oh yeah, and I gotta change too," Felix said with a grin. He opened the backdoor and held it for her. "Well, the bread's almost done," he said sweetly. "Yeah...I'm bad huh?" ,Scott asked as he bit into his sandwhich. As soon as he finished he stood up, and went outside. He walked into a room to change, and then emerged wearing black swim trunks. He then jumped into the 12ft side of the pool and swam thirty feet to the 3ft side.

Felix shrugged. "If it's cold I'll swim until I don't mind it anymore, and then...I'll take a warm shower and watch some tv," he said smiling, "I take it you won't be joining me?" He winked, and then got ready to walk back inside. "No," Scott said quicklly. He then ate his food for about thirteen minutes, and then looked up at her and said, "But I've actually got a few hundred ex-cons from that prison." He looked up at her hopefully and asked, "What do you think, wanna be their suprise execution for tonight's entertainment? I mean...I promised them a place in my future empire, but I don't think they deserve it. Do you?"

I know....sometimes I wanna not rhyme...but then my hand uncontrollably slaps me in the face... I'm not kidding either, it's like my brain can't stand me to write unrhyming poems. I wanna write a dark poem sometime though...

Another new post on my poems!

Felix shook his head. "Nah, actually I love having a full sized bed, and don't worry about Callum. He loves the queen sized bed in his dark room. I feel like we should let you have the big bed, and it's kind of your color ya know?" ,Felix said. He then kissed her cheek and looked at the pool. "I'm so gonna swim in that tonight," he said laughing. Scott shook his head and started eating. "No, not really. I was just thinking about watching you kill those idiots...it kind of excites me about our training. I can't wait to have you ready for this," Scott said grinning.

(Alright. This one is something I wrote a while back, and it's something special to me. I wrote it for my grandpa, but never got to read it to him. I recently added the last little note to the end.) Hop on pop I'd always beg, When I was a little boy, I'd crawl up and sit on your leg, Then once you were done I'd make ya read to my toy. You always knew how to make me smile, We always had fun you and me, Even if it was only a little while, It was always where I wanted to be. You taught me how to act to my mom, You taught me how to drive a car, I always thought you were the bomb, But I never let my feelings show that far. I'll never be able to say how much I miss you now, I learned a lot about you after you had to go, You were a piolet and I'll never learn how, I also learned you were a guardsmen but never let it show. I'll try my best to make you proud, In everything that I try, I won't share my opinions so loud, I know I'll see you again when I die. Until then just wait where you are, I'll come meet up with you, I just hope that it's not too far, Knowing how you like to run like ya do.

Felix blushed and shut the back door behind him. "Wow that pool looks nice...um ok down to buisness. What do you need Rebekah?" ,Felix asked kindly. Scott smiled and walked into the dining room. He sat in his usual chair, and waited. Walter set up the seat across the table from him with an assortment of soups, and sandwhiches. Then loaded Scott down too. Scott waited for Alexis, and smiled as gently as he could at her.

Felix popped the bread in the oven and nodded. "I think I'd like some Mr. Pibb. That stuff is goood. Sure we can talk! We'll have plenty of time while that cooks. Wanna talk in private or is it ok here?" ,Felix asked. Scott smiled and said, "Truthfully I can sense inhabiters from a state away. Unfortunatly none are near. So that means they've split to the East, North, or South. Judging by Felix's accent...he'll be in one of the southern states. So we'll make a road trip there...after some high intensity combat training...and that will take place tomorrow. Now it's time for lunch, then a swim, and then eh whatever until dinner."

"Man try looking at food from the inside of a cow!" Felix said laughing. He'd finally formed the bread, and now he was putting the garlic and cheese on it so it'd cook. He was excited to see how it turned out, it was his second try at it, and he hoped it turned out better than before.

"Awww no Mickey D's? Oh well...you make the spagheti, I'll make some homemade garlic bread, and I guess Rebekah and Alex can work on making a salad," Felix said smiling, "Luckily the town stocked up the kitchen for us. I guess they didn't think we'd be able to find jobs so fast huh?" He walked over, grabbed up some ingrediants, and started making the bread...

Alrighty then, my newest post in Damion's Poems is out.

(Alright, so this one is kind of a new subject. It touches up on 'Relationships' and can be used anywhere! ) When I first met you I didn't know what to say, My tounge got notted up and I felt like I was cooking, So I wrote you this note and gave it to you today, Make sure your alone and nobody else is looking. I feel like I could talk to you for hours, You make me feel lighter than air, I wanna buy you some flowers, I think we'd be a good pair. You're kind, beautiful, and neat, I just don't know what to do, Because I don't feel quite complete, When I'm anywhere without you. This may seem like a cry of desperation, But I just feel this is right, Ordained from creation, That I take you out tonight.

"Yeah man, and remember we've got to keep a low profile," Felix said looking at Callum, "Oh...and it's dinner time right? I can't wait to eat!" 'Pig,' Axel thought. 'You're hungry too!' ,Felix thought. 'Pssh. Not bad enough to announce it,' Axel replied.

Felix nodded. "Yeah...it'll feel normal getting some fast food. I started feeling normal as soon as I got that job, and came back to a house...instead of a bus or a car, " Felix said smiling. Scott smirked. "Sure is. Can you believe they don't have a freaking clue who did it? They think it was Russian spies...or terrorists from some middle eastern country. Pssh. Same schtick they go through every time right? How are you feeling? Ya looked pissed," Scott said keeping his composure on the couch.

"Hey alright...it's funny. I know it's funny, and Axel was laughing the entire time. I'm glad your day went good Alex. So...Rebekah. Librarian?" ,he asked with a wink. Then he looked around for Callum. "Oh yeah...Callum got us dinner...I don't see him...maybe I got a concussion or something from those kids," he said with a laugh. Scott sat down in his livingroom and turned on the TV. There was news of all of the bad things, unsolved murders, and conspiracy theories as to how the CIA got taken out. They were blaming the usual suspects, and he knew they'd never guess it was a single American man. He started laughing maniacly, and couldn't stop it was too much.

Sure thing! I'll update it as soon as I put up a new poem! Thanks for that!

Felix scratched the back of his head. 'So, what kind of made up bull crap story have you prepared? Like, I'm an undercover police officer and I busted a drug lord selling to coke addicted babies who beat the Hell out of me. That kind of thing?' Axel asked. "I wear the cow suit at Chikfila. I'm not gonna lie to you, I figured it was the most low key thing I could do, and well...I got the heck beat out of me by some kids and Callum helped me out. I dance, sing, and everything. My pay went up because they didn't expect me to just take the beating from the kids and keep on singing," Felix said with a huff. The truth, it was something he'd never keep from her, and he wasn't even gonna flinch on the little things. Scott stopped pulled out a box in the hall. "There's a $2.4 million dollar blood diamond ring in there. It's yours, as well as half of everything I own, and feel free to take one of the Ferrari's out for a spin," Scott said with a smile, "Well that is if you sign that legal document on the table there. No need for ceremony...I'll just send it and a good sum of money up to a judge. Walter, the butler has already signed as the witness." He then continued his walk down the hall to leave her with her thoughts, and in his mind he thought he'd win her over by this show of trust better. He thought that if he just told her she could have whatever she wanted without asking it would make it all better in the end.

Felix came staggering through the door. Luckily the mall was only three blocks down. He climbed up the side of the house, went into his room, and dropped the cow costume off in his closet. He walked downstairs, and over to Rebekah. "Hey darlin'! How was your day?" he asked. Scott smiled. "Good, let's go upstairs for a break...I've got a surprise for you," he said smiling. 'Do you think she's interested?' Marluxia asked. 'I hope so...I actually like her,' Scott answered. 'She...is using you,' Marluxia sneered, 'Let's kill her.' 'Keep that up and I'll cut you out of my head,' Scott thought in a cold tone.

(Alright...I wrote this one after I got into a fight with my brother...) I feel like I'm drowning in my own tears, You yelled at me and I yelled back, It was like an accumulation of all my fears, If you learned anything from me it was talking smack. We hadn't fought like that in a long time, I don't feel like fighting anymore, Our arguments aren't worth a dime, Let's just shove it inside a dungeon and lock the door. I'll never yell at you again, I'll be your friend, Restart and let the good times begin, Brothers until the end.

*Edit Yeah....not really doing us any good that Politics is getting in the way of our economy...

"Yeah...I'm fine...they pulled my cow-head off..." Felix said laughing. He grabbed the head and put it back on. "Alrighty then! If you're ready for dinner you can head back...I've got about sixteen minutes left," he said happily. This job would work out great, especially if he made kids happy, but he wondered why their dumbass parents didn't stop them...