Hi, everyone. This story is for bs13. I hope you enjoy this. And now... Willow, disclaimer, please?
Willow: Squee, disclaimer! OK, Random Dizzy does not own House Of Anubis, me or my friends or any of the energy drinks Alfie and I mixed up together and...
Me: OK WILLOW, THANK YOU!
Willow: Can I have my drinks back now?
Me: Sure, Willow. And now-
Willow: STORY TIME, YAY!
Me: ... (O_*)
Willow's POV.
Alfie mixed up all his pack of Monster Energy, Red Bull and Mountain Dew in one of Trudy's biggest jugs. He tipped a bit of pink food colouring in it too, so it looked like juice. Trudy had told us just to leave it on the table at the party.
So we did, even though it's a house party and only us privileged Anubis residents are invited.
(11 P.M.)
Everyone was hyperactive. Trudy and Victor walked in. They dropped their shopping bags at the door and stared in horror at the disaster area that was our house.
There were snacks dripping goo on the ceiling, slime trodden into the carpets, drinks spilled all over the sofas and the telly, kids passed out from too much energy drink and sugar, people swinging from the chandelier and people sliding down the banisters, Sick Puppies Tri-Polar blasting out.
Everyone was screaming hyper, including Alfie. We'd invited the whole school and hosted the best party ever. Clothes were scattered and sticky, the awake couples were kissing and we were all singing and shrieking.
There were broken beds, smashed mirrors, clogged and smashed toilets, doors hanging off and puke in Victor's office over that icky birdie thingy.
The whole house was raging craziness. Trudy took a few seconds, but she passed out from thinking.
That's what happens when people think, they pass out and do not enjoy waking up in a mess of whatever that was she landed in.
All I know is it was originally greenish yellow.
Joy was texting with her teeth, Fabian was feeding a pillow our hyper-cool drink, Nina was sat gibbering like a monkey, Patricia and Eddie were singing and dancing and jumping on top of Victor and a very unconscious Trudy.
She wouldn't wake up for a while after that head banging she's getting from a hyperactive Eddie.
Mick, Poppy and five others I don't know from Mut and Hathor houses were swinging from the chandelier while four from Hathor house were sliding the banister.
Jerome, Mara, Amber and KT were all jumping on the sofa, ready to jump off it.
The others had already trashed Victor's office and Trudy's bedroom. I'd just seen a guy run out of the cellar with a pair of red lace knickers on his head and I'm pretty sure I saw those in the laundry room three nights ago.
A girl ran out of the kitchen with a pan on her head.
This was so cool. We had so much fun watching as Trudy came around and saw the house. She revived enough to stand up and scream "SHUT UP NOW!"
Alfie turned the music off and at that moment a hyper Amber, Jerome and Mara slid downstairs on a mattress like they did in The Princess Diaries on Mia's birthday sleepover. At least I think that's what Amber said.
Trudy let out an amazing scream. I'd had no idea that someone could scream so loudly.
Everyone shut up and stopped to see what was going on.
She yelled "Anyone who doesn't live in this house, leave! Party over! And you Anubis residents, line up, now!"
Everyone did as she said. I knew Alfie and I were in deep doggy doings for this. Trudy wasn't very forgiving when her home was a mess.
She said "Who here organised all of this?"
I raised my hand, not wanting to lie and get someone else into trouble.
"And so I blame you for the hyperactivity and the mixed energy drinks, Willow?" She snapped, furious. Even Victor was scared.
"Yes. I'm sorry, Trudy. And I'll clean it all up, I promise." I said, guiltily.
She said "No, I'll do it, on the condition that it never happens again."
I nodded eagerly. "OK, Trudy."
She smiled. "Thanks, love. OK, bed, all of you. Victor, I'll tidy your office up."
"No need, you stupid girl. I'll do it." Victor snapped, though when I felt his vibes, I knew he liked her. A lot. In the sense that I like Alfie.
Her aura glowed with a pretty colour, she felt romantic.
"OK, sweetie, whatever you say." She said, smiling.
"Don't call me sweetie!" He snapped, causing her to blush slightly.
"Sorry, sweetie. Sorry." She said, realising her mistake too late. Nut job.
I went to my room and buried my face in my hands.
"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I yelled.
And there you go. A bit of them all acting hyper. It's so fun to write hyper characters. So who wants me to continue? Until next time, Random Dizzy.
