Soon? Hm...I don't know about soon.
OKAY! Soon!
Don't mind me, I've always been a bit nuts.
Thanks for the reviews everyone!
And I'm sorry, I'll have the other characters soon but I have to get the Lori stuff aside because well, she's awesome but there are other character, psha.
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Miami Beach, restaurant
Katie: *shoves salad into mouth* Thanks for payin'.
Lori: The least I can do.
Katie: So what did you need to talk to me about that you had to fly to Miami?
Lori: Um, why don't you finish eating first, I don't want you to choke.
Katie: Sure. *shoves food in mouth*
Lori: I spoke to dad this mornin'.
Katie: Oh good. Did you know he kissed me the other day.
Lori: Really.
Katie: Yeah he says it was nothing.
Lori: *laughs*
Katie: What?
Lori: I don't know, maybe part of me wants you guys back together.
Katie: And that's funny?
Lori: It's funny because it'll never happen.
Katie: A kiss doesn't mean anything, Lori.
Lori: Mhm. So how are you?
Katie: I was kidnapped by an undercover cop, I killed a serial killer and ate some Frosted Flakes for breakfast.
Lori: Sounds eventful.
Katie: You?
Lori: I put a guy away for life, saved two children from their abusive mother, got involved with my partner who turned out to be the biggest jerk known to man, got pregnant and here I am.
Katie: *staring at Lori*
Lori: So all-in-all, not too bad.
Katie: YOU'RE WHAT!
Lori: And I thought dad would take it hard.
Katie: YOU DID WHAT! WITH WHO! HOW DID THAT HAPPEN!
Lori: *looks around* People are staring and you know how that happens.
Katie: NO! NO I WILL NOT BE OLD! NO! NO! NO! TAKE IT BACK!
Lori: *lifts brow* When I find a time machine, I'll be sure to let you know how it goes.
Katie: NO! *slams fists on table* NO! NO! NO!
Lori: *grabs cellphone*
Katie: I'M GONNA LOCK YOU IN MY HOUSE AND YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LEAVE! HAHAHAHA I WIN!
Lori: *dials*
Katie: ARE YOU CALLING THE COPS ON ME! AFTER ALL I'VE DONE!
Lori: I'm calling...A cop.
Katie: DON'T HAVE NO BABIES! NO! NO! NO! *starts to cry*
Lori: *rolls eyes* Thank God I have backup.
Katie: AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN MARRY HIM! I'M GOING TO BE THE LAUGHING STOCK OF THE CLUB! AND I DON'T EVEN BELONG TO A CLUB!
Speed: *walks over*
Lori: Parkinglot?
Speed: I knew you'd probably need backup. *sits* Katie, relax.
Katie: NO! SHE'S A SL-
Lori: Excuse me.
Speed: Katie, you slept with me long before we were married.
Katie: YEAH BUT I DIDN'T PUNCH OUT ANY KIDS UNTIL AFTER THAT!
Lori: *frowns*
Katie: THAT'S IT, YOU'RE SHUNNED! I DON'T WANT TO BE KNOWN AS THE OLD LADY WITH THE GRANDKIDS!
Speed: *grabs Katie's salad* Yeah yell a little louder, I don't think the Coast Guard heard you.
Katie: HOW COME YOU AREN'T OUTRAGED!
Speed: Because I'm not you. *eats salad*
Lori: *glaring*
Katie: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!
Lori: It's not like I planned it, mother.
Katie: OH DON'T YOU 'MOTHER' ME, I'M GONNA MOTHER YOU IN A SECOND Y-
Speed: Enough.
Katie: *slaps Speed* THIS IS YOUR FAULT!
Speed: How is this my fault?
Katie: YOU RAISED HER TO BE INDEPENDANT AND AND AND AND AND AND SHE'S...LOOK AT HER!
Speed: She looks perfectly fine to me.
Katie: SHE'S PREGGERS!
Lori: *throws napkin on table* Fine, it was nice to see you too. *stands, leaves*
Katie: YEAH WELL THAT'LL TEACH YA TO SLEEP AROUND! *shakes fist*
Speed: *leaves*
Katie: Fine you leave too!
Near bathrooms
Speed: *walks over* You okay?
Lori: She's an idiot!
Speed: That's a colourful description.
Lori: Oh believe me it could be more colourful. I'm going to knock her on her ass how dare she talk to me like th-
Speed: Okay, calm down, Lori.
Lori: She's my mother! She's not supposed to treat me like a...A...A...DISEASED PERSON!
Speed: *rubs eyes*
Lori: This is where the truth gets me nowadays. I knew I shouldn't have come to Miami, all there is, is trouble here! She wanted to lock me away in her house! I didn't know it was such an embarassment!
Speed: It's not, she's over-reacting.
Lori: What is the matter with her! Did she get dropped on her head as a child?
Speed: It would explain a few things.
Lori: THIS ISN'T FUNNY!
Speed: *lifts hands* Hold your fire, I'm just trying to help.
Lori: *sigh* Sorry.
Speed: You know your mother, she gets excited easily.
Lori: I was okay with this and now she's freaking out so now I'm freaking out and this whole thing is just a big giant huge gigantic humongous freak fest and she's leading the parade with me dragged behind on a little red wagon holding a banner that says "FREAK FEST" on it.
Speed: Everything's going to be fine.
Lori: And where the hell do you get off kissing mom?
Speed: ...That's not a sentence that gets said very often.
Lori: You're as bad as me! ...OH MY GOD!
Speed: What?
Lori: I'VE TURNED INTO MY FATHER!
Speed: *frowns* Hey, I'm not that bad.
Lori: *covers eyes* Oh my God I was trying so hard not to turn into mom.
Speed: Excuse me?
Lori: Good lord it's all coming together now. I'm an ass, I've had a million boyfriends, I cause fights voluntarily to get attention, I sleep around and someone ends up getting pregnant!
Speed: I did not do that.
Lori: Calleigh Duquesne.
Speed: ...Often.
Lori: *scratches head* Well this is just perfect. I'm Tim Speedle with boobs.
Speed: *staring at Lori*
Lori: Mom was right. I'm a sl-
Speed: No, no you're not. You're just a mixed up young woman.
Lori: *crosses arms* I'm still doing this. And I'm doing this on my own.
Speed: Good.
Lori: I am going to raise the next President of the United States or the first Colombian/American/Irish Astronaut or the first person to fly, swim, run and WALK around the world!...Carrying an old man!
Speed: That might be hard on the kid's back.
Lori: WHO CARES!
Speed: His local physician.
Lori: His?
Speed: Or hers.
Lori: *narrows eyes*
Speed: HERS! I MEANT HERS!
Lori: *frowns*
Speed: Or...His? What? I don't know!
Lori: You're panicking.
Speed: THIS JUST SANK IN!
Lori: YOU SAID YOU WERE FINE!
Speed: I DIDN'T SAY I WAS FINE, I SAID I FELT OLD!
Lori: YOU'RE NOT OLD!
Katie: *walks over, smiles* Well well well. Mister Miami isn't as 'cool' as he let on.
Speed: *turns around* This is your fault.
Katie: No, I think it was all you.
Speed: *frowns* You.
Katie: No way, it was you.
Speed: YOU.
Katie: YOU!
Speed: YOUR FAULT!
Katie: IT WAS MORE YOUR FAULT!
Lori: ENOUGH! Both of you suck at raising kids!
Speed/Katie: *look at Lori*
Lori: I'm going to do this if I have to on my own. I don't back out because it seems a little scary. Well, it did when mom started freaking out but now I'm fine so BOTH OF YOU CAN SHUT THE HELL UP ABOUT WHO SCREWED ME UP!
Speed: Good plan.
Katie: Excellent.
Lori: Now kiss and make up.
Speed: Nice try.
Lori: Damn.
TBC.................
