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hey!I'm the boredest person on earth

yo wuzam chick long time no speek hows erthing

Thanks for that Complement (I've got kind of a fetish, so they're Easy to draw ^_~)...

You're opinion Means alot since you're honest about your critisism.

Thanx again.

More Beth and Razputin stuff.I got ya more since your such an awesome friend.
Which I normally wouldn't do because their such spoilers to the comic,but
your worth it :D

Don't get worked up now, you know getting worked up will show your emotions.

Wait -- how can I NOT get worked up!? Hello! The little robo- alien scumbag is laying UNCONSCIOUS in my arms.

This is it! I can so easily take him to my house and pry open his little green chest and see what really makes him tick! Or-or-or! I can send him into daddy's lab and who knows how much money I'll get!? I could buy the world AND the moon! Not only that, they'll probably award me a national, world wide hero!

Oh, yes, that badge will look stunning

But, then again, why am I not FEELING triumphant? Usually if I caught Raz this easily, it would be a miracle! Although Raz has hairball schemes and he doesn't seem to be deemed worthy of the title "more intelligent lifeforce," he's hard to catch as hell. He's like a mouse - so tiny, so small, so insignificant with a brain the size of a dust bunny, yet he's a rodent, a pest and ever so hard to catch and get rid of

What Raz lacks in intelligence, he makes up with his strange skills. Whatever those are, I don't know at the moment. But he has them; damn straight, he has them.

But why, why in the name of my dead father, am I not feeling victorious? Why am I not whooping and hollering for joy and doing some sort of bogus dance of triumph?

I don't feel compelled to do anything but wonder why I'm not compelled. Gaah, you're making no sense, Beth! You can't wallow in this confusion. But, yet, I don't know what to do.

Huh.

He looks kind of cute when he's passed out. He looks so blank faced, but yet peaceful and at ease. I wonder... do robot aliens have dreams? If so, what sort of dreams do they have? And Raz, if you have dreams, what do you dream about? World conquest? The perfect invasion? Total annihilation of your enemies?

Me?

Do you ever dream of me, Raz? My cheeks feel really hot - am I blushing? Oh, I hope to God I'm not. Raz might - oh, wait, he's unconscious. No DUH. But that little robot thing of his sure likes giggling and pointing. Does he know of my secret crush? Maybe it's not so secret anymore if Raz knows about it.

I don't know what compels me to touch his antennae; they're so interesting. I like seeing them. It's a rare occasion, what with him wearing that overally shinny, plastic hat where ever he goes outside. But sometimes he'll slip up and it'll fall off. I wish the students would see his antennae when it did - they'd probably think his antennae are thin pigtails or something.

God, they really are stupid.

But, right now, I don't want anyone else to look at Raz, but me. I need to get a hold of myself. We're still enemies and even if I don't feel like turning him into a pin cushion, I can't let emotions take over me.

You're a cold hearted monster, Raz! You can't let stupid emotions overrule your good judgment! He's an robo- alien-human thing; you're a robot! Think of what the children would be like.!

If, well, it's possible Raz could procre--what the hell am I thinking!?

I internally slap myself. Okay. I'm not going to take Raz home to mutilate him, I DON'T KNOW WHY. I'm not going to deliver him to the local science labs, I DON'T KNOW WHY. And I'm not going to harm him, I know why.

Because, I can't deny it anymore. I love him too damn much.

God, Raz, I HATE you.

"Could you open the door, please?"

"Sure! I like playing the SLAVE!!"

Beth rolled his eyes, carrying Raz in his arms. Beth wrapped him up in her coat; it was beginning to sprinkle outside, despite how wild the storm was getting. And if Raz didn't have his repellent on, he might get seriously burned.

Beth still didn't know why she cared.

"I'm a slaaaave fer yoooou!" 0.1 dance and sang, swinging his hips to and fro as he held the door open. Beth just chuckled, amazed to see the gnomes hadn't tried to turn her into the sort of toast her father makes. Beth walked into the house and at first had a nice eyeful, making mental notes to remember all she saw.

"Go get me a bag of ice. Can you do that?" Beth asked, laying Raz out on the couch. 0.1 saluted dumbly and stuck his tongue out. He then skipped off to the kitchen to fetch the bag of ice.

Beth removed her slightly wet coat from Raz's body, but before she could fully slip it off, Raz unconsciously, in his sleep, reached out and clutched it tightly. Beth blinked in shock before gently prying Raz's hand off the coat. As soon as Beth managed to pull off his hand, Raz, still slumbering, once more reached over and grabbed the coat. This time in a death lock, because no matter how hard Beth tried, she couldn't get Raz's gloved, clawed fingers from the tight clamp on her coat.
"Let go, Raz!" Beth ordered in a whisper, tugging at her coat. Raz held on, eyes still shut and antennae still laid out to rest. Beth bit her bottom lip, furrowed her brows and continued to tug and pull. Raz kept holding tight, and showed no signs of backing out. Finally, Beth let her temper free and angrily began pulling her coat so hard, it could possibly rip in half. Raz managed to keep his grip strong and not fall off the couch, and yet still sleep as he did so.

Finally, Raz let out a incoherent, "RAZ POSESSION!" And, with a mighty jerk, pulled the coat right out of Beth's hands. Beth squeaked and fell over, hitting her head on the couch. Raz let out a purr deep in his throat and turned on his side, showing his pod and back to Beth. Beth sat up, fire of annoyance blazing in her eyes.

Raz cuddled up to Beth's coat, snuggling it against his face and laying in the fetal position. He let out happy little chirps in his sleep and now his facial expression was peaceful and happy, rather then blank. His antennae curled back as if, indeed, he was dreaming of something wonderful.

Beth was infatuated with awe at what she was seeing. He cuddled up to that coat as if that coat was her.

"I got the ice pack!" 0.1 declared, rushing back into the living room, holding a giant tray of ice over his head. Beth blinked her way out of her daze and stood, using the side of the couch for support. She looked over at 0.1 who removed another tray of ice from his head.

"Just incase!" 0.1 giggled.

"We don't need trays of ice, ummm, what's your name?" Beth corrected, curiously stroking her chin.

"San-San the Panda," 0.1 answered with a little giggle and big, doofy smile. Beth blinked stupidly at the robot. She decided not to argue; to argue with this robot would most likely get a missile in her head.

"You got plastic baggies, San-San?" Beth asked, taking a tray of ice from 0.1's little hands. 0.1 titled his head curiously to the side.

"Who's San-San?" 0.1 asked, blinking his wide azure eyes.

"Umm. You," Beth replied, looking around him nervously. She took one step back. 0.1 shook his head numbly, loose gadgets and random junk jingling around in his head.

"My name's Shirley! SPANK ME!!" 0.1 got on his hands and knees and rose his little metallic bottom to Beth.

"Um. No. I don't think I'll do that. Listen, you got any plastic baggies?" Beth asked with an annoyed sigh. She didn't want to argue, she wasn't going to argue. She simply stood there and rubbed down her temples, hopefully this robot would start cooperating.

"Say the magic word," 0.1 giggled with a big, insane grin, clapping his hands together.
Beth blinked, replying softly, "Please?"

0.1's antenna drooped and his eyes filled with sadness.Beth took a step back; she was prepared to hear a wild temper tantrum. She didn't know what she said that offended the robot, though.

"Awwwww, someone don't believe in magic. You don't know the magic woooord," 0.1sniffed, wiping a tear of sadness from his big, blue eyes. Beth stared long and hard before narrowing her eyes.

Beth grumbled, "Tuna."

0.1 squealed with pure joy, "YAAAAAY!! You believe, you believe!!" 0.1then squatted low and squinted his eyes in deep concentration. Beth looked around him, wondering if she should take cover for some reason. Then, out of nowhere, 0.1 let out a tiny squeak and out popped a box of plastic baggies from his head. Beth looked at the plastic baggies at her feet, then up at 0.1. 0.1 smiled with another tiny squeak.

"I'm not touching this."

"Germ free's the way to be!"

Like a symbol,it looks like a cross between a sun and flames.

No Jazzal doesn't have wings,and I hope you feel well soon my friend

Jazzal wears white shorts,and he has white pointy shoes,he also has a red tattoo the covers his entire front.He also has red hair and red eyes to match.

awww~!! thanks so0o0ooo much *hugs*
i didn't notice the mistakes until after you pointed them out
And when you did...i couldn't believe i didn't notice them before ^^ once again thank you~!

no problem i will do more for you if you wish! until then im working on an important request!