A/N: Stoked is an amazing show. Yes, that is how I shall debut in this category. Stoked is amazing. Just one more reason to love Canada.
So, as said, this story takes place during "Bring your Kook to work day." But to give you an even more specific time frame, it happens between the scene where Emma is on the phone with her mom and the ending. It'll be short 'n sweet, and include both Ty/Emma (OTP, right there) and Johnny/Emma hints.
Disclaimer: Oh, how I wish this show was mine. But it's not. If anyone wants to change that by giving it to me for my birthday, I would thank them so much!
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"Mom. Hey. I think I've ruined everything."
Johnny froze outside the living room as he heard the voice coming from it. There was no doubt it was Emma's, even with all the tears that were distorting it. Just to be sure, he quickly poked his head in. Yep, definitely Emma.
Johnny was well taught that it was rude to eavesdrop on other people's phone conversation, but he didn't move from beside the doorway or make any moves to block out sound. If Emma was calling her mother to ask to go home, he had to know.
"I-I made this giant mistake. I showed these total jerks a s-secret spot, and now I can't get rid of them, no matter what I try. And I've tried everything I could possibly think of, and everyone hates me, and I don't know what to do…"
Her voice disintegrated into full on crying and Johnny shut his eyes as if in pain. He couldn't take this anymore, seeing normally bubbly and bright Emma reduced to tears and hopelessness. It was hurting him. He had to help her. A slow grin spread over his face as a plan began to form. He left Emma to her phone conversation, gears grinding in his head.
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"…I don't know what to do."
Emma sobbed as soon as the words left her mouth. Everything was going completely, horribly, wrong, and she was running out of ideas on how to fix everything. The stupid kooks wouldn't leave! She wanted nothing more right now then to go to sleep and pretend this had never happened. But she couldn't, because everyone hated her and kept putting fish guts in her bed. She wanted to go home.
Herm other sighed. "Oh, honey." She said sympathetically. "Look, I normally would never endorse this, but …your brother is good at getting rid of unwanted pests. I'm sure he'd help you."
"Really?"
"Well, if you were extra nice and promised to do something for him, he'd help you. Let me get him. Bryan? Bryan?"
The voice on the other end of the line grew more distant as her mother called out for Bryan. Emma waited in silence, tears leaking out of her eyes. Her mother was right-Bryan was so good at annoying people so much they'd leave. It was his talent. But if even he couldn't help her, she was calling it quits.
"Hey spark. Heard you've got a problem."
Emma sniffled. "Mmhmm."
"Ok, deep breathes and tell your big brother all about it."
Emma took a calming breath and proceeded to tell him everything- her plan to make Ty jealous, it's spectacular backfire, all her disastrous attempts to make everything right. There was silence at the other end of the line as she finished her story.
"So?" she asked hopefully. "You got anything?"
"Of course." Her brother responded smugly. "You got a pencil and paper to write it down with?"
"Oh, no. Hold on a sec."
Emma dropped the phone down as she scavenged around for something to write with and something to write on. Seconds later, she picked the phone back up, a sticky note and pencil in front of her.
"Ok. Go."
"Alright, first we'll go over your other plans. The shark fin was stupid, no offense. You have 3 insane teenage boys, with jet-skis. They're more likely to try and kill the shark then run away from it."
"It seemed like a good idea at the time?" Emma offered weakly.
"I'm sure it did." Bryan assured her. "The bear costume was a marginally better idea, but not good enough. And the ancient spirit gags never work. Unless you have the right atmosphere."
"Well, it was windy enough. Ok, so what's your plan, smart boy?" She was beginning to cheer up. It was always fun listening to her brother muse about scaring people. And he had something to help her!
She could practically hear his grin as he answered. "Well, dear sister, it's a relatively simple plan, revolving around your idea to get them lost. And all it takes is 3 steps."
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Emma hung up about 20 minutes later, feeling more elated then she ever had in the past couple of days. Her brother was a genius! She couldn't wait to put the plan into action.
So happy was she that she nearly bowled Ty over as she ran out of the living room.
"Hey, whoa. Careful there." Ty warned, gently grabbing her shoulders before they crashed. "What's got you so excited?"
Emma's excited mood only continued to increase. Ty was touching her and he had such a cute smile on his face. She wanted to answer "you", but decided that might not be a good idea. "I just got off the phone with a genius!" she gushed.
Although it went against her girly, Ty loving senses, she pulled herself out of his grasp. She had things to do. "Uh, see you tomorrow!" she said, retreating back up the stairs.
Oh, things were looking up.
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Ty always enjoyed running into Emma. The newbie surfer was always fun. He was, like everyone else, disappointed in what she had done, but couldn't deny that it was still fun seeing her. It was hard for him to stay mad at her.
He watched her go up the stairs before going into the living room she had just vacated. He had left a book in here last time and he needed to get it back. The first thing to catch his eye, though, was a silver phone lying on the counter. Probably Emma's.
Lying beside it was a pen and a pad of sticky notes. He guessed that Emma had also been using them. The top note had deep indentations in it, remnants of words written on the note before it. It looked as though the writer had been very excited about something. He wondered what Emma's 'genius' had said to her to get her so excited. Maybe the note would tell him. He grabbed it and the phone and stepped outside the living room. "Emma?" he called up to the floor above.
A shock of red hair appeared over the railing. "Yes?"
He held up the phone. "You left this."
"Oh…" her eyes widened and her head disappeared. Seconds later, she appeared on the steps. She gently took the phone from him, her cheeks as red as her hair. "Thanks. It would…uh, it would be good to have this."
"No doubt." Ty agreed. Just then, he noticed her eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying about something. "Hey, you ok?" he asked, motioning towards her eyes. She got even redder.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just letting off some steam, you know?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Right. Well, I'll see you later."
"Yeah, yeah. See you later." Emma said, going back up the stairs again.
Ty watched her go again, an amused grin on his face. Emma was definitely an interesting person. Just as he was about to go back into the living room, a strange sound stopped him. Was…was someone squealing? He listened for another second, then shook his head. Nope, just his imagination.
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A/N: Ok, so that was the first chapter. So, whattya think so far? Love it, hate it, indifferent? I'd love to hear what you think. I have the second chapter all ready, so tell me what you think.