Hello everyone, OK, I know ya all are wondering what the hell is this?? Well, this is starting of the Misting version to Chris F. 'Turn To You' Series Fic. I have her permission to do thisand besides she's doing this WITH me....hehehe...so I hope you all like! And in this misting, we have the Muses, so as you can see THIS is what happens when you let your muse read a story in groups.....the MUSES are as follow: Mari's Hunter, Mr. Ed, JeffMuse and ChristianMuse, and Chris F. JerichoMuse. Well, here goes, this is our FIRST misting....so we all hope you like, and we hope to post more soon, and SOME of you might have read this part of Chris F. serie and some haven't, so if you want to read the regular version of this story tell us, and we glady send you a copy....=) Luv, Mari *~~*~~*~~*~~* << Well now that this has been so wonderfully announced... *g*>> HunterMuse: Annouced??? Annouced where??? JeffMuse: I don't know! She might have been high when she wrote that.... ChristianMuse: Oh that's totally uncoolness...... <> JerichoMuse: What the hell is a series in a series???? HunterMuse: Don't look at me.... ChristianMuse: I think she a nut... << but each story has a separate title, simply because I was inspired by so many different songs. Hopefully, this doesn't cause anyone any confusion :) >> Mr. EdMuse: Oh no she won't confuse no one... HunterMuse: Nope not us... JerichoMuse: We know what she talking about.... JeffMuse: Yep... ChristianMuse: *thinking no one is listening* So what IS she talking about....??? <> JeffMuse: What is a squick??? Mr. EdMuse: I think it some kind of squid.... JeffMuse: Oh..ok..... << I had to switch point-of-views a lot from this, each switch is indicated. Anything in italics (or, if you can't see the italics, stuff written in third-person) indicates past events.>> HunterMuse: Can WE get on with the story here??? ChristianMuse: That WAS not the story......that's totally unfairness...... HunterMuse: *looks at him and shakes head sadly* << Title: Innocent Man (Part One) Author: Chris F. Rating: PG/PG-13 CONTENT WARNING: physical harassment>> Mr. EdMuse: HOW can this be both PG and PG-13??? It's only going to be either PG or PG-13 not both....... JerichoMuse: I don't know she was the one who wrote it....... HunterMuse: And harassment?? Shes sick...sick I tell you..... JerichoMuse: Well your owner is sick too.... HunterMuse: True..... << Twelve-year old Chris Jericho clutched his gym bag to his chest as he entered the boys locker room at the middle school. >> Mr. EdMuse: So he wouldn't lose it...... <> Mr. EdMuse: Big of WHAT??? *everyone stares at him in shock* Mr. EdMuse: WHAT? HunterMuse: Nevamind.... << One of the boys, tall and bulky with crooked teeth, came up to me. >> JerichoMuse: And asked to know "Where can I find a Dentist??? <<"And what do we have HERE?" he asked, spit flying out of his mouth with each word.>> JeffMuse: A monkey.....bird??? WHAT do you think??? << Another kid came up behind him. "Aww, did you get lost from the elementary school?" >> JeffMuse: No I wanted to see how all of you guys look like all sweaty and nekkid.... << Chris held his bag closer, as if it could protect him. The first boy lifted him up, almost off his feet, by the collar of his shirt. "What's your name, runt?">> Mr. EdMuse: It's Jerktina...... << "Ch-Chris." he stammered, tears welling up in his eyes. Of all the horrors he had imagined middle school could be, this was much worse. "Chris? Is that short for Christine????" one of the older boys sneered.>> Mr. EdMuse: No I said Jerktina...idiot....such rudeness.... << Mercifully, the gym teacher poked his head into the locker room. "Alex! Roger! You boys better hurry up in there, you've got laps to do!" he bellowed. The boy, now known as Alex, dropped Chris into a shaking heap on the ground. "We'll finish this later...">> JerichoMuse: See the horror she PUT ME through..... HunterMuse: Its ok baby...she can't get to ya now..... JerichoMuse: I HOPE so..... << *** Jericho's POV ***>> Mr. EdMuse: That you *pointing at Chris Jericho* JerichoMuse: Really I thought it was my twin..... << I wake up sweating. Oh God, what's going on? It's been a long time since I last had these nightmares. Hell, I think the last time was in WCW when I woke up Saturn with my screaming...and he was all the way down the hall. They can't be coming back....not now...Fingers brush my arm and I instinctually flinch, still stuck in the memories. Luckily, I'm still somewhere close to my senses and I roll over to face a half-awake, but still concerned, Hunter. "You ok?" he murmured. HunterMuse: DID SHE HAVE TO MENTION SATURN????? JerichoMuse: You KNOW YOUR owner Mari PUT ME...ME I tell you , well implied that me and Saturn were an ITEM...... Mr. EdMuse: Do You have to REMIND ME.......Oh god......hehehe... << "Yeah, I'm fine..." I tell him. "Just a bad dream. Go back to sleep.">> JeffMuse: Anything that HAS to do with Perry IS a nightmare........ << I think he might have actually left me alone if I hadn't told him to. "You wanna talk about it?" Oh great, now he's fully awake and I'll never get rid of him. "No, I'm ok, really. You need your sleep." I try a smile, hoping it will ease his mind so he'll leave me alone. >> JerichoMuse: You do sweetheart...*looking at Hunter* so you can can look as beautiful as you are now... HunterMuse: Blushes.... Mr. Ed Muse: Oh gag me with a spoon… <> JeffMuse: No insomnia for Hunter over here… HunterMuse: *defensivly* I was tired, ok??? << I only wish it were that easy for me. I stay up for the rest of the night, almost trying not to fall asleep, afraid that if I do the rest of the nightmare will haunt my dreams.>> Mr. EdMuse: Melodrama on aisle 5… JerichoMuse: Like you(tm)re any better…. <<*** Hunter's POV ***>> HunterMuse: That(tm)s ME!!!!! JerichoMuse: Naw, ya think???? <> Mr. EdMuse: And this is different than normal how? JerichoMuse: Shut up mullet boy… Mr. Ed Muse: I don(tm)t have a mullet anymore… << is reading the newspaper while I'm trying (key word here is "trying") to make coffee without burning myself. >> JerichoMuse: Hunter(tm)s not very good with appliances you know… HunterMuse: I want to make some smart reply to that, but I can(tm)t think of anything… JeffMuse: You(tm)re just too nice Hunter. You can always say something like “Well at least I didn(tm)t get my ass kicked the first day of middle school!” Mr. Ed Muse: Jeff, I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship… <> HunterMuse: But it(tm)s never run properly…not even when I first got it… << and I can sit down, holding an ice cube to one of my scald marks, and squint worriedly at Jericho. "You look tired." I said, trying to remain nonchalant.>> JeffMuse: Good eye there, Hunt… << He blinks up at me. "Huh? Oh...yeah, I couldn't sleep last night, don't know what was wrong....">> ChristianMuse: Liar liar pants on fire!!! JerichoMuse: What did I ever do to all of you to inspire this hostility??? << "Could it maybe be related to the fact you woke up in a panic at 3 am?" He glares at me and I hold the stare. One of us is going to have to back down here and it isn't going to be me.>> HunterMuse: Yeah, cuz I am Strong Like Bull… JerichoMuse: I swear to God, if I hear one more quote from that interview I(tm)m going to hurt you badly….. << He looks away first. "Look, I told you I was fine. I don't want to talk about it and I'd really like you to respect that.">> JeffMuse: *in Cartman voice* Respect my authoritah!!! Mr. Ed Muse: What authoritah? << Well fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Be that way. >> ChristianMuse: Whoa, someone SO TOTALLY got an attitude there. <<"Whatever you say Chris. Just....I'm here for you, ok?" >> All except Hunter: Awwwwwwww!!!!! Hunter: *grins shyly* Yeah, I know I know… << A look of pain crosses his face for a spilt second, and now I'm positive something's going on. He quickly regains his composure. "Ok Hunter. Thanks. But I'm alright, I promise." "Sure you are." I smile at him sarcastically, he returns the grin. The coffeemaker beeps and I get up to pour us cups of coffee, and as we drink, conversation slips back to normal and the events of last night almost slip out of my mind. Almost.>> JeffMuse: Damn, it(tm)s easy to get away with stuff with Hunter. ChristianMuse: Maybe we should start hanging around with him… JerichoMuse: Don(tm)t. Even. Think. About. It. YOU HEAR ME??? << *** >> Mr. EdMuse: If I see one more little group of stars I(tm)m gonna hurt someone… JerichoMuse: You just aren(tm)t happy unless you(tm)re angry, are you? HunterMuse: Chris, you are aware that made no sense… JerichoMuse: Shuddup << "Look at the pansy try and run! This is funny!" The eighth grade class had finished their exercises and were now sitting on the grass watching the seventh graders. Chris wasn't actually doing all that bad, he was somewhere in the middle, >> Mr. EdMuse: Even back then you were mediocre… JerichoMuse: I really don(tm)t like you. I(tm)m sorry I ever even helped Chrissy think of the “Hot For Heat” campaign… Mr. EdMuse: It woulda happened anyways! Face it, I(tm)m hot bay-be!!!! <> JeffMuse: Cuz why would anyone notice a seventh-grader? HunterMuse: Weren(tm)t you in seventh grade like, yesterday, Jeff? JeffMuse: Whose side are you on anyways????? << Once the seventh graders had gotten done with their running, all the students went inside to the locker room. "Hey pansy!" Alex yelled. "You look like you need some help with your running." "Go away." Chris said quietly, trying to change while attracting as little attention as possible. >> HunterMuse: I can(tm)t imagine anyone not paying attention to you when you change… ChristianMuse: I(tm)m gonna be sick….. <<"But I just want to help!" Alex said. "Now come on, why don't you 'run' and get me my notebook from my bag?" "B-but....I have to finish my math homework." Chris stammered. If he didn't get that math assignment done, the teacher was going to call his parents, and Chris really wasn't in the mood for a lecture. "Did you say no to me?" Alex hissed. He shoved Chris down, hard enough to cause a large bruise at the base of Chris's spine. >> JeffMuse: Hey, you bruise really easy….. <<"You don't say no next time I ask you to do something, alright?" He kicked Chris's knee, hard, and the younger boy whimpered as he nodded. "Now go get me my notebook.">> Mr. Ed Muse: Now that is a little harsh…even for you Jerktina… <> HunterMuse: Hey, he(tm)s walking like Mick! All except Hunter: You leave Mick alone!!!!! << He got the notebook and brought it back. Alex tore out a sheet, wrote "Pansy" on it, and stuck it to Chris's shirt. "Now I think everyone else should know what a pansy you are, so why don't you just wear this for the rest of the day, ok?" >> JeffMuse: He could(tm)ve actually made him wear a pansy…. ChristianMuse: I don(tm)t like pansys. They(tm)re ugly… JeffMuse: That(tm)s petunias you(tm)re thinking of. ChristianMuse: How do you know???? << The bell rang and everyone left, Chris shuffling behind with his throbbing knee. When Alex was out of sight, he tore the sheet of paper off of his shirt and prepared to throw it away, when a voice stopped him. "I don't think that's what Alex told you to do." Roger said, taking the paper and re-sticking it to Chris. Abruptly, he pushed Chris hard against the wall. "Don't disobey us again." With that said, he walked away.>> Mr. EdMuse: I almost feel bad for ripping on you…almost. <<*** Jericho's POV ***>> JerichoMuse: Yes, I know, it(tm)s me… <> Mr. EdMuse: You having bedwetting problems again? Maybe you need to buy some Depends…. JerichoMuse: I(tm)m gonna hire the APA to beat you up one of these days!!! <> HunterMuse: Well can you blame me??? <> Mr. Ed Muse: Tell him and end this so I don(tm)t have to read it anymore!!!! << just so he doesn't have to be concerned anymore, but the thought of telling him the whole story makes me sick to my stomach.>> Mr. EdMuse: And the thought of you makes me sick to my stomach… <> JerichoMuse: Nope! I wake up panicing for no good reason all the time! Here(tm)s your sign… HunterMuse: Not only was that not necessary, I don(tm)t think anyone else got the joke… ChristianMuse: I know I didn(tm)t… JeffMuse: I did!!!! <> JeffMuse: Not soon enough… <> ChristianMuse: That(tm)s the lamest thing I heard all day. <> ChristianMuse: Or Sean(tm)s pain pills…if he can spare them… HunterMuse: That wasn(tm)t funny Christian. ChristianMuse: Oh come on.. HunterMuse: It wasn(tm)t funny. I mean it. <> JeffMuse: We(tm)ve gotten thorough part one! Kick ass!!!!! ChristianMuse: This so totally reeks of awesomeness… HunterMuse: We still have a lot more to go, don(tm)t you forget… --------------------