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Post by Jade on Apr 11, 2005 19:24:21 GMT
I love Craig Harris(Richard Fleeshman) he is FIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;D ;D ;D ;D  Wot? LOL. (Scared running away...) |
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Post by Jade on Apr 11, 2005 19:25:20 GMT
Anyway, moving on... Does anyone wanna continue the story?
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Post by pearly queen on Apr 12, 2005 12:59:56 GMT
Part 6.
Later the same evening at Janice's flat. Janice is clattering around in the bathroom; Jamie and Leanne are sitting on the couch, glumly. Jamie has his arm aroung Leanne's shoulders.
'It'll be OK , babe,' Jamie says, 'She must 've got the message, she'll be on her bike now.'
'I hope so' mumbles Leanne, sulkily, arms folded and nervously kicking the bottom of the couch with her heel. 'I can't cope with HER!'
The doorbell rings. They all ignore it. It rings again. Janice yells from the bathroom
'Get shut, Leanne love! We don't wanna see nobody tonight!'
Leanne stares into space. Persistent ringing of the doorbell. With a grunt Jamie gets off the couch and opens the door: Moira is standing there with her two suitcases and a fat lip, looking ashamed of herself.
'Surprise, surprise!' says Jamie sarcastically, and goes to slam the door in her face.
Moira rams a suitcase in the way, blocking the door.
'Wait, please! Can I just have a word with our Leanne? It won't take long. Please!''she pleads, desperately.
Leanne mutters under her breath, while Jamie looks from one to the other, awaiting instructions. On getting none he slides the suitcase away from the door and says cheerfully
'Out ya go, fatty!'
'Why didn't you answer my letters, Leanne?' screeches Moira, holding onto the door frame, with chipped and broken nails. ''Even just to tell me to sling it - I deserved that at least - but nothing!'
'What letters?' Leanne pipes up.
'I've been writing to you and Les for months. The Coronation Street address was the last address I had for you . Didn't you get any of them?' Moira appears genuinely upset.
Janice emerges from the bathroom in pink pyjamas, sees Moira and yells
'Oh, back for round two, are ya?'
'No, no' Moira hangs her head, 'I can't take another pasting like that, Janice. I came in person 'cos I got no reply from my letters to Leanne.'
Leanne looks angry, nodding her head knowingly
'Cilla!' she declared, furious 'She opens all the post at me Dad's house - I bet she's been hiding the letters - the cow!'
'I don't wanna make no trouble for Les and his new wife, honest I don't' says Moira, still in the doorway, shivering and looking longingly at Janice's gas fire. 'And their little boy looks just lovely.'
'That's not his boy! That's HER boy!' Janice explodes 'and she's abandonned him enough times. Ha! Come to think of it - you two have got a lot in common: abandonning your children and shacking up with losers'.
Moira bites her tongue and edges into the flat.
'No wonder she wanted to make trouble for me then, if she's as bad as all that'.
'You've both got the morals and maternal instinct of a goldfish, the pair of youse' says Janice, but more mellow, now that Moira looks so pathetic and crestfallen.
Moira ignores Janice and looks at her daughter, who is still sitting hunched up on the couch, her bottom lip protruding.
'Can I come in and have a cup of tea with you, Leanne?' asks Moira in a wheedling voice 'We've got a lot to catch up on.'
Leanne raises her eyebrows enquiringly towards Janice, who humphs, shrugs and goes into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
Moira's bruised face lights up, and she comes into the flat, smiling and dragging her cases. Jamie does not offer to help. Once inside, Moira stands with her hands on her hips, surveys the room and addresses Leanne:
'First' she says 'what to do about that bloody Cilla..?'
Anybody offering to do the next installment?
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Post by Jade on Apr 12, 2005 20:07:08 GMT
Hey! Thats brill Pearly! This story is getting really lively now, there is just one thing that I wanna ask how long has Moira been writing to Leanne? I might write the next bit, if no-one minds? But, Ill get back to yous with that... That ok?
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Post by eithne on Apr 13, 2005 19:20:18 GMT
Bruno, I'll do you a deal. You write part 7 and i'll do part 8? How does that sound?
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Post by pearly queen on Apr 14, 2005 11:49:55 GMT
Hey! Thats brill Pearly! This story is getting really lively now, there is just one thing that I wanna ask how long has Moira been writing to Leanne? I might write the next bit, if no-one minds? But, Ill get back to yous with that... That ok? Round about the time Cilla got back with Les after the Janice/Cilla showdown. Les has never suspected anything, so Cilla has been able to intercept all his letters from that time. Happy writing Bruno and Eithne! |
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Post by Jade on Apr 16, 2005 21:59:48 GMT
Oh, right ok... Soz ive been real buzy and havent had the time to write the next bit... Does anyone else wanna write it? Honest I dont mind... Really soz.  |
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Post by Jade on Apr 17, 2005 11:35:57 GMT
Bruno, I'll do you a deal. You write part 7 and i'll do part 8? How does that sound? Oh right ok, cool.... |
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Post by Jade on Apr 17, 2005 12:19:07 GMT
Part 7
Its later on in the evening and Leanne, Moira and Janice are all sitting round the coffee table by the fire, all sharing a bottle of red wine.
Moira: ‘Right now, that boy is gone we can get on with how we are going to see to that fat COW!’<br>Leanne: ‘What do ya mean boy? Take it from me he isn't!’ Skulking ‘I dont see why he had to go in the first place!’<br>Moira: ‘Because, he would just mess everything up! That's why!’<br>Leanne: ‘No he wouldn’t! Anyway, we had plans for this evening and you (pointing at Moira) went and ruined them all!’ Looking really angry and folding her arms.
Moira: ‘Well, I am so sorr-e. I mean your mother only turns up to see you for the first time in years and all you are bothered about is missing about on a quickie with your fella!’<br>Leanne: (Looking going bright red) ‘That is nothin to do with you! And even if that's the truth so what?’<br>Moira: ‘So what?! Ill tell you what!’<br>Leanne: Oh yeah! Well -(being interrupted)
Janice: ‘WILL YOU’S TWO SHUT UP FOR A MINUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!’ (Leanne and Moira are both quiet) ‘Thank you. Now, we can all argue later, but we have more important things to see to first....’<br>Leanne; ‘Yeah, Jan’s right... Well, what are we gonna do about it?’<br>Janice: ‘Well, now that you mention it... (Looking very sly indeed) I do have an idea....’<br>
Meanwhile, back at the Batterbsy’s Les and Cilla are having an argument.
Les: ‘You know sometimes I can’t believe you Cilla! Why did you have to go and do that!’<br>Cilla is sitting in the chair staring at the wall looking really bored.
Cilla: (sigh) ‘Do what?’<br>Les: ‘ DO WHAT?! WHERE DO I BEGIN? THE FACT THAT YOU TOLD MOIRA WHERE LEE WAS? OR THAT YOU PLANNED IT JUST SO THAT JAN WOULD SEE MOIRA AND LEE TOGETHER IN THE ROVERS?’<br>Cilla: (standing up) ‘Are you gonna be going on about this all night?’<br>Les: ‘I AM NOT GOING ON!’<br>Cilla: ‘You sure about that?’ (Yawning)
Les: ‘YES I AM!’<br>Cilla: ‘For God’s SAKE LES! LIGHTEN UP!’<br>Les: ‘LIGHTEN UP! You think this is FUNNY? NOT ONLY DID MOIRA AND JAN HAVE A HUGE FIGHT BUT LEANNE HAS SEEN MOIRA! AND, LEE DOESN'T DESERVE ANY MOE HEARTBREAK FROM THAT WOMAN!’<br>Les sits down at the table looking really upset. Cilla looks about as if she doesn’t know what to do then eventually goes and sits down next to Les. Obviously feeling really awkward puts she put her arm round Les.
Cilla: ‘Hey it’s ok’<br>Les: ‘But, that's just it, it isn't is it?’ Trying to hold back the tears Les looks up at Cilla.
Cilla: ‘Hey, it will be... You know what Leanne is like and Moira well get fed up soon enough and craw back to the hole that she came from.’<br>Les: ‘Yeah... I suppose’<br>Cilla hugs Les, with a satisfied look on her face obviously happy at all the trouble that she has caused...
Cilla: ‘Now come on...’<br>Cilla stands up and takes Les by the hand and leads him upstairs towards the bedroom...
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Post by Jade on Apr 17, 2005 12:20:00 GMT
Was that all right? Its ur turn now Eithne...  |
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Post by pearly queen on Apr 17, 2005 14:44:03 GMT
Good stuff, an explosive mix of characters, ready for mayhem!
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Post by Jade on Apr 17, 2005 15:34:20 GMT
Good stuff, an explosive mix of characters, ready for mayhem! just about! LOL. They are all as mental as each other! Eithne is going to write part 8, Pearly would u like to write part 9? |
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Post by eithne on Apr 17, 2005 20:54:25 GMT
Part 8
Danny Baldwin lay against the bar in the Rovers Return, looking very annoyed. Frankie had gotten a call from "the girls" - namely Deirdre, Liz, Sunita and Eileen - wanting to go for a girls night out. Frankie had instantly agreed, resinging Danny's plans for a romantic night in with his wife to the bin - quite literally!
Moira returned to the Rovers. She, Leanne and Janice had just finished their second bottle of red wine and Moria had been chosen to go and get the third. Instead of plotting to get Cilla they'd ended up discussing men - Leanne's relationship with Jamie, and Moira and Janice's lack of men. When Janice drunkenly suggested they all "take turns" in Jamie's bed, it somehow didn't go down well with Leanne.
"What's an attractive man like yourself doing round 'ere?" Moira asked.
"What's an attractive lady like yourself doin' round 'ere, more like although I'd say the whole of Weatherfield knows after the slanging match earlier on in 'ere." Danny replied.
"Well..." Moria said, pretending to be seething.
"What? You insulted?"
"Very."
"Good. Want a drink?"
"Yes. You do know this is a very unusual way to chat me up?"
"Who says I'm chatting anyone up?"
"Who says indeed?"
Moria decided to change the subject. "So my daughter is going out with your son then is she?"
"That's about right."
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"Want some?" Jamie asked.
"What is it?" Warren asked, himself and Candice back to the Street for the night. They'd returned just in time to see Danny and Frankie's fight.
"Don't know. Dad made it for him and mum to have tonight."
"Ugh, no thanks. He threw it in the bin didn't he?" Candice said.
"So, it's still good stuff."
"That's disgusting you know."
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Fiz, Kirk and Chesney are all seated in the Battersby living room. The three of them are looking up at the ceiling - hearing strange sounds coming from above.
"Don't they know we are down here?" Fiz said.
"Maybe their, eh, a little distraced..." Kirk joked. Chesney looked at him funnily. "What?"
Chesney was silent, as more noises could be heard upstairs.
"Ugh, it's putting me off my buttie."
"And not much'd do that."
"Kirk!" Fiz said, a little insulted. She looked up at the ceiling before turning up the volume of the TV.
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"You not coming up then?" Moira asked, looking up at Danny.
"No, it's okay."
"Come on... It'll be fun."
"Maybe another time. Night then." Danny said. There was an awkward moment, before he turned and started walking back home. Moira watched him go, deep in thought. Jamie was a waste of space, but his father sure wasn't. Moria had always liked men in designer suits, and this one wasn't going to get away!
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Post by Jade on Apr 18, 2005 17:36:34 GMT
God! Thats brill Eithne!  Ur gonna put us all 2 shame! whos writing the next bit? Its Pearly isnt it? |
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Post by Jade on Apr 19, 2005 18:40:39 GMT
Do you wanna write the next bit Pearly? I really love this story at the mo, its just brill... |
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Ur gonna put us all 2 shame! whos writing the next bit? Its Pearly isnt it?