Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Chapter 1.13

The sound of thunder came from overhead right before a crash and the ruckus laughter of children.
“What are you guys doing up there?” Gino called
“We built a fort.” His twins Tony and Samantha shouted down. “We need to protect it from the evil Von Ludwick knights!”
“The Von Ludwick knights?”
“Alexandria and Michael.” Sam called down.
“CHARGE!” a battle cry roared out. The twins screamed in terror, the n there was another crash.
“Alright you guys clean up it’s time for dinner! Where’s Robin?”
“In his room,” Tony said
“He didn’t want to play.” Michael added.
“I think he’s writing a song.” Alexandria put in.
Gino climbed the stairs surveyed the hallway. “wow.” There were boxes and pool noodles strewn about. “Yeah, pick all this up, it’s time for dinner.” There was a chorus of groans. “Hey if you do it fast, your dad and I will help you build an amazing castles in the backyard this weekend.”
“Promise?” Sam asked.
“Promise.” Gino smiled at hi daughter.
The kids rushed to clean the hallway, the promise of a weekend with their fathers ringing in their ears, while Gino went to Robin’s room. The door was closed. He was about ot open the door when he remembered Robin was thirteen year old boy. He knocked.
“It’s open.” Came the muffled response.
“Hey buddy,” Gino said to the back of Robin’s head, “ you okay?”
“I miss Uncle Kevin. A lot.”
“I know, and that’s okay. You’re allowed to miss him. You know that you staying with us is only until your uncle can figure things out with your Aunt Peggy. But you know we love you right? Romeo and I see you just like one of our own kids.”
Robin nodded, “I’m writing him a song.”
“That’s great kiddo. I’m sure he’ll love it.” Gino’s cell went off. He looked at the screen, “It’s for you.” He handed the phone to Robin.
“Uncle Kevin!” he exclaimed answering the phone. “Hi, Uncle Gino and I were just talking about you.” There was a pause. “Um, let me ask. Uncle Gino is it okay if Uncle Kevin comes over?” his eyes hopeful.
“Gimmie that.” Gino said indicating to the phone. “Did you seriously just ask that? You know you are always welcome here to see your nephew (and the rest of us ya jerk) whenever you want.” A pause. “Okay,….okay great.” He handed the cell back to Robin. “Hello? Okay, I will….I love you too. See you later…..Bye.” he hung up grinning from ear to ear.
“Feel better?” Gino asked.
“Yeah.”
“Good. Now go clean up. Dinner’s in 5.”

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Harper's Island

Our wedding party is dropping like flies. Madison has disappeared and been found, I think she kind of enjoyed scaring the whole island to death. Literally. This show has gotten so good. I dont see why people haven't seen that. The story is great, I do feel slightly jipped on the deathes since the first episode was so gorey and violent they're all been kind of tame. But I'm okay with that. I hate to see it end, even though it will eventually have to since once everyone is dead the show will have to end. An hour never feels like enough.

True Blood

Season 2 starts tonight. Don't miss it. That's all.

One More Week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I promise there wil only be one more week of non- activity. After that Hensenville will be up and running once again and are you all in for a treat. Next Monday we'll start right back up with Chapter 1.13.
Thanks for being so patient.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Harper's Island Ep. 4

This week’s Harper’s Island was a slight disappointment: the victim (a groomsman that I had forgotten was there until the episode began) accidentally shot himself when he dropped his gun after being startled by another groomsman. But the story itself is moving along nicely besides that. The creepy doom you’re all gonna die character has been introduced in the form of two characters a psychic and the bride’s extremely creepy 8 year old niece.
Hunter’s body has been found along with Uncle Marty’s money. Abby may be falling for her super cute island native ex-boyfriend again which I am totally okay with but the more involved he becomes the more likely that his death will be very, very painful. I mean a bridesmaid with a name I can’t recall was burned alive in front of her purse dog.
No one seems to notice that people are going missing yet. The bride and groom are kind starting to become morons. The wedding party and guests are not the most likable people in the world, while I fear for the native islanders. It’s sad. But it still has all of the wonderful bloody goodness of slasher flicks that I love plus I really want to know which person seems to really not want this wedding to take place.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Hensenville Chapter 1.12

The room wasn’t locked. Everyone told her the locked room was Kevin’s private study. So far she had yet to find a locked door in the whole mansion. She pushed open the door and took a peek inside. “Hmm…” she looked around outside the room before sneaking inside and quietly closing the door behind her.
This has got to be the forbidden office. Every other room had Mrs. du Blanc’s personal touch. She walked around the office scanning the books on the shelves. Most of them looked as if they’d never been opened, let alone read. As she made her way Kevin’s desk she saw that the safe was open. “Man for a forbidden office he sure doesn’t know how to lock up his stuff.”
She went to the safe but stopped when the paperwork on his desk caught her eye. She sat in the chair as the word infidelity caught her eye. “Well…this looks interesting.” she leaned back in the chair to read, then immediately snapped back up when she heard the door open.
“What are you doing in here?!” Kevin said startled.
“Um, the door was unlocked…”she stammered quickly replacing the paperwork she had been reading. “I didn’t realize-”
“It’s okay.” Kevin closed the door with an audible click. “I’m sure we can think of a way for you to make it up to me.”
“Um, like what?” Nikita was scared and intrigued at the same time.
“Like this.” Kevin took a few long strides to Nikita wrapped an arm behind her waist and kissed her.
She broke the kiss, “Mr. du Blanc, you’re married! I work for your wife.”
“I know.” Kevin said, “But do I care/”
He kissed her deeply again. “Do you?”
“Oh what the hell?” Nikita kissed him back, and pushed the papers off of his desk.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Sorry

So the latest Hensenville posts are late. I'm sorry. I've been sick and I am a full time college student, so school does have to come first. But tomorrow's chapter will be ontime. The next few weeks will be a little scattered. But just until the end of the school year. after that the schedule will stand and are you all in for a ride, because things are always popping up in Hensenville.