Title: Soul Connections
Author: Ember Graze
Pairing: J/SB
Disclaimer: I don't own Kevin Smith or Jason Mewes, I
don't know if I would be up to that challenge.
Sequels: There shall be more...unless you want me to
quit.


Soul Connections
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The fight wasn't too bad, it was the silence that
followed that drove Jay out of the house that night.
It had been a normal fight for the two, Jay already
couldn't remember what it was about but he did notice
that it hurt more than normal. Bob had actually
spoken, proof that he had been pushed over the edge,
and not only spoken but told Jay in an superior tone
that he lacked intellegence and that no matter how
much he rambled he would never be able to
articulie...articulia...well Jay wasn't sure what it
meant but he knew asking Bob would only prove his lack
of knowledge and so, admiting defeat he sat down on
the couch sadly. There he remained until he gave up on
the silence and left still steaming anger. Night was
nearing now and he would have to go home soon. He
dreaded the idea. It was now obvious that Bob looked
down upon him and he didn't want to see the look in
Bob's eyes when he returned home like a lost little
bitch. Jay was so lost in thought that he almost
didn't notice the crash until he hit the ground. He
had walked right into someone. Right into someone who
looked rather familiar. 

"Yo, you look just like me only with tits an' all. I'd
sooooo fuck you." Jay quipped as he stood looking at
the girl he'd ust knocked over.

"Help me up Jay! You stupid mother fucker commin' all
outta nowhere, knocking me down."

"Whoa, how the hell do you know my name? You crazy
bitch."

"I am you, you fucking moron. Well spiritually anyway.
Ummm.. we might wanna go somewhere else to discuss
this."

"Discuss what? And if you're me, why the hell do you
have tits?"

The girl sighed before standing and walking in
silence down a couple of streets towards Ausbury Park.
She knew Jay was following her there was no way he
would stay behind. She finally reached the park and
sat down on a bench, Jay following.

"I've been looking for you." she said, "You're awfully
far away from your house."

"Yeah well, hey if you were looking for me why are you
even in this part of town?"

"I had to pass through Red Bank. Good comics ya know.
Some place called 'The Secret Stash'." 

"Yeah that's Brodies place. Hey wait, less chit chat
more explaining. Who the fuck are you?"

"Jay, i'm your soul. Well your sould in its
materilized form."

"But you're a chick."

"Yeah and that's kinda why i'm here. Jay have you ever
heard the term 'soulmates'."

"Yeah."

"Well, i, i mean you, or we, whatever, have found
ours."

"Yeah Jussy."

"No, not Jussy. Oh boy, you're gonna hate this. You
see female souls are only meant for male souls. Know
any guys who might hold the title of 'soulmate' to
you?"

"I ain't fucking gay lady."

"Maybe you're not but I tell you, you know who i'm
talking about. Even if you won't admit it, now go home
and get some rest. I'll come by your apartment
tomorrow. Don't worry you're the only one who can see
me. We'll discuss this more later. After you've let it
sink in some." 

And with that she was gone leaving a bewildered and
somewhat confused Jay sitting on a bench in the park
denying what had just come to his mind.

~~~~~~~
you want more? you gotta beg. Personally i think that
this is not comming out nearly as good as i had hoped
it would. oh well.