Just a small, humorous oneshot for Angel. I thought you deserved to have a good laugh and I hope this brings you just that, a good laugh. Great, now I'm rhyming, sort of, lol. Anyway, I own nothing, Angel owns Violet and Kennedy's Friday Night Delight owns Carmi. Enjoy! Read&Review please!

A Day in the Life of Violet Pierce

6:30- I am awakened by a cruel, horrible and indecent ringing. As if in rhythm with past experiences, my arm reaches for the snooze, only to be grabbed by a hand. One eye opens to evaluate the one person who separates me from a few more minutes of precious slumber.

6:45-For the past fifteen minutes, the person and I have been staring at each other, studying to see who would break first. Well that's probably what she was thinking, I was wallowing in anger. Nobody gets between me and the snooze button, for I, Violet Pierce am not a morning person. The woman who still held my arm knew this.

7:00-Now, the woman lets go. My glare settles on her and she brushes a lock of hair behind her ear. As she ignores me, she gives the infamous Helm's Eye Roll, her and her brother are very good at it. "Carmi." It's a one-worded warning and she slowly backs off. Without looking away, she pulls out her cell phone and presses a number for speed dial. Apparently the person answers, because she began speaking.

"Hey, John. It's Carmi, well, you already knew that but…whatever. I think Vio's caught between angry and SBM, so I'd keep away from the fire." She walked away to continue her talk with her boyfriend. I think about how I don't have one. Sigh.

8:30-I am now what could be defined as 'bright-eyed and bushy-tailed' as I sit down for breakfast at the hotel. It may be a cross between crap and crap, but it was free and with the virtually non-existent economy, we're forced to fill ourselves with hotel food that digests in practically twenty minutes. Oh happy day.

8:45-Shannon, Matt, and Shane sit down, along with John, and Carmi. It took them longer than ten minutes to find me. Usually they use their built-in Violet-Senses that usually know where I am and leads them to me, somewhat like a GPS. Now I wonder why they didn't…

"Sorry, Mama Bugga Bugga, I couldn't find my hat or bandana. The guys stayed back and helped me look for them, we couldn't find them so I just went like this." Shannon smiled kindly and gestured to his mussed blond/black hair.

"You look good without it." Yes, Violet, lie. Deep inside, I knew he knew that I thought he looked like a cockatoo.

10:00-I spent the next few hours dealing with all the problems my friends were having. See how great of a person I am? Most of the problems were somehow directly, or indirectly linked to me. It's not even noon yet and I'm already filled to the brim with drama.

12:00-Because I'm famished as a result of crappy hotel food, I keep bothering Shane about stopping somewhere to eat. He pretends to ignore me. I know he's pretending, he can't ignore me, it's proven fact. We were on the road to go home, because we miss North Carolina, and because we just need rest…and I miss Bella, my fat puppy.

12:35-Damn, Shane's getting good at pretending to ignore me. It's been thirty-five minutes of begging and he still hasn't caved. He must be taking ignorance classes from Matt, where else could he possibly get it from? I sigh, it's time for the last resort. Tilting my head to the side, I put my hands in my lap and stuck out my bottom lip in a innocent way and batted my eyelashes. Every few seconds, he'd turn his head to see if I was still doing the 'pout'. And every single time, I still held the 'pout' on my face.

1:00-Shane pulled off the highway and into the local Subway. I chuckled inside my head. The Violet Pout never, ever fails.

1:15-Sigh. Very long line in Subway. I ask Shane if I can budge. He says no. Dammit.

1:25- We are now leaving Subway after going through a tremendously long line. I am now very happy with a hot, toasty sub in my grasp.

2:00-Shane decides to turn on the radio. The only thing that's on is weather, so he turns if off again.

4:00-We pull into my driveway and Shane unloads everything before opening my door for me. I thank him and smile as he also opened the front door for me. Chivalry isn't dead after all…

4:30-Shane and I have put or stuff away and are sitting on my couch, watching T.V. Nothing good is on, but I force him to sit through an America's Next Top Model marathon.

5:30-Shane looks like he's actually enjoying this marathon. It seems my perfect plan has failed. I realize that many of my seemingly perfect plans have backfired.

6:30-I have grown tired of Shane being interested in America's Next Top Model, so I turn off the T.V. Shane rolls his eyes. He winces as Bella jumps onto his lap. That's karma for ya.

7:00-It is time for me to hit the sack. I've had a long day.

7:06-The phone is ringing. If you're wondering where Shane is, I got bored and buried him in the backyard. Nah, just kidding, he's in the guest bedroom.

7:07-I answer the phone, it's Matt. I have absolutely no time for his shit right now. I need my beauty rest.

8:00-By now, Matt has gotten the picture and this makes me very happy. I can now slumber peacefully.