S'up! Well, mah bunchies, I've got a new Ashley Lovbrofski story here, loaded with lots, of comedy, drama, and inside jokes! And of course memories :)This is a reset before the Ashley story 'Just Take Off the Hat, Ashley Lovbrofski!' so that you know. There are all 10 to clear that out of the way, anyways, hope you enjoy!
Robert's got a quick hand. He looks around his room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette.. hanging out his mouth. He's a cowboy kid...
"Uh..." I woke up from my slumber with hazy vision and weighed down limbs. I looked towards my cousins, that were spending the summer here, still asleep, as I lowered the music from the radio to a small tune. They were probably too tired considering that they just got here all the way for California last night.
*First one awake gets to wake up the others... by putting the guinea pig in their blankets...* A smile creeped across my face.
I rubbed my emerald eyes lazily and didn't even bother to brush my unbrushable monster on my head by placing my prized possesion on my head. My ushanka. As I got up and proceeded to stoll slowly down the hallway, I tought of how this tradition happened anyways, two years ago when we were all 8.
Flashback
"Ashley...wake up, Ashley..." I faintly heard. "ASHLEY, GET UP!"
I shot up from my bed, bumping into my cousin's forehead. "OW! Irma," I groaned as I rubbed my forhead. "Next time, try moving out of the way before you bother to wake me up."
"Sorry," she said as she rubbed her head, which had a serious red mark. "I was just-"
"Irma! Don't tell her!" I felt something move next to my thigh.
"Sorry!" The lump moved again.
I put my hand in the blanket as I felt something furry and fluffy. "Baka!" I pulled it out and realized that it was my guinea pig. Then I heard stiffled giggles.
"Irma, Katie, what is Rocky doing in my bed?"
Katie finished giggling before she answered, her cheeks red as rubies. "New tradition, remember?"
Flashback Ended
*Ah, good times..* I picked up the guinea pig from the cage and walked back up the hall. I swerved into the room, still hearing the bouncy tune, as I stood in front of Katie, the beginning of this tradition.*Time to do the deed..* I placed Rocky under her blankets as he immedietly started to squirm. Katie was always a deep sleeper. I walked towards Irma, whose small body was consumed by the millions of piles of thick blankets, considering we live in South Park while they live in California, and shook her awake.
"Irma... wake up, Popcorn Fart..."
"Ugh..." She was swallowed by the blankets.
"Irma," I kicked her lazily, since she was sleeping on the floor."get up before I have to fart on you..."
"Ugh... fine!" Irma emerged from the pounds of blankets, showing me her deeply darkened dark brown hair (just a little bit past her shoulders) matted in thick layers. Her chocolate brown eyes half opened with tiredness. "What do you want?..." I pointed towards Katie's bed just explain in one motion. She looked over there and immedietly realilized what was happening. "Okay.. since you just had to wake me up for that, I'm going to go brush my teeth." She stood up sluggishly and dragged herself out of the room.
"BAKA!" I turned quickly to face Katie with Rocky in her hands with her blonde hair (3 inches past her shoulders) matted and light blue eyes staring at me. She had never been the victim for this 'tradition', which probably explained why she was shocked.
"Joke's on you now, Rhino."
...
"Mom?"
"Ashley."
"We're all done with our breakfast, can we go outside now?"
"Hmm... I suppose so."
"Cool, thanks." I turned towards Katie and Irma eagarly. "I'll get my iPod."
Katie looked at Irma as she said, "I'll grab the iHome."
"I'll get the exstention cord..." Irma said glumly.
We flung open the door as a cool breeze swept into the air. "Ah! I just LOVE the smell of this mountian town!" I smelt like a mixture of pine trees, snow, which was a rain type of smell, and grass. Even though it was hard to find in the snow, you could still see the small green tips of grass. Sometimes even patches, but that was only in the spring and the beginning of summer.
Irma plugged the extension cord into the wall outlet. Katie plugged the iHome to the cord. I took then cold iHome from her cold hands with my gloved hands, then I placed my iPod on the dock. "Katie, didn't your mom ever tell you to wear gloves when you're going to a mountian town?"
"No."
"Oh... 'kay."
"'Kay, which song do ya guys want?" I said as I was bending over scrolling through the songs.
"'Sexy and I Know It!'" Katie shouted. "Rhino, we're in public. Do you want to be embarressed on your first day in South Park?"
"I know," Irma shouted. "what about 'The Show'?"
I thought about it for a bit as Irma started begging me. "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEEEEEEEE-" "Shut up, Popcorn Fart! Alright, fine! Gahl!" I switched it to the song she wanted so desparetly (The Show by Lenka).
I'm just a little bit caught in the middle. Life is a maze and love is a riddle. I don't know where to go. Can't do it alone. I've tried, and I don't know why...
We sat out on the steps listening to the birds chirp to the music until I saw Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny walking down the street.
"Hey, Ashley."
"What, Katie?"
"Who are those boys?" She didn't take her eyes off of them.
"Oh, them?" I nodded towards them. "They're just some friends of mine." I watched them stare at the boys, who didn't notice us yet.
*I've got a pretty good idea...*
I stood up from where I was sitting and started waving my arms madly in the air. "HEY, YOU GUYS!" They became startled and turned towards us, now heading our way.
"Ashley! Baka!" Katie shouted loud enough for them to hear. They started exchaning looks with each other as if saying, "What the hell is 'Baka'?"
"What?" I replied as if I was innocent.
"Why are you calling them here?"
"'Cause I wanna." I said while rocking back and forth on my heels.
"Well I don't wanna talk-"
"Hey, Ashley." The boys were looking at all of us as Irma's face was red. Katie's was the opposite.
"Hey!"
Cartman looked at both of them in confusion. "Who are they?"
I turned to Irma and Katie. "Oh, these are my cousins." I announced both of their names while I pulled them up. "This is Irma." I pulled up Irma and pushed her towards them as her face became even more flushed with pink. "And this is Katie." I pulled up Katie and pushed her towards them just as well while her face evened out with her natural color.
"Hi." They both said simotaniously.
"Hey." They all said. Except Cartman, of course.
I'm just a little bit caught in the middle. Life is a maze and love is a riddle. I don't know where to go. Can't do it alone. I've tried, and I don't know why...
"Dude! This song sucks!" Cartman commented as he was looking at me.
"Don't look at me! She picked the song!" I stated as I pointed at an embarressed Irma. Stan stared at her. He did nothing but stare at her. Based on his look, I couldn't tell why he was staring at her. Was it based on shock? Love? Something else? Then I noticed that Irma was staring at him back. Her chocolate brown eyes just swimming in Stan's sea blue pools of crystals. I came back to the subject.
"And she wanted 'Sexy and I Know It'!" I gestured towards a shocked Katie. Kenny's eyes lit up. He wasn't staring at her like Stan was staring at Irma, he was just staring at her. Her baby blue eyes mixing into Kenny's sapphirre jewels. Like watching shades of different blues mixing into an undiscribeable color. He snapped out of it.
"I love that song!" He then did the unthinkable. He cupped his hands and put them behind his head. "Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle!" Then, he started shanking his pelvic area. It was HILARIOUS! Katie, Irma, and I started laughing like were would never going to stop.
"Kenny, you always know how to make me laugh! That dancing makes me feel like some 'Just Dance 2' on the Wii! Anybody up for it?"
"Sure, why not?" Kenny said.
"Ugh, fine.." Cartman groaned.
"Okay." Kyle agreed.
"Yeah, sure." Stan replied out of his trance.
"Then let's go!"
Oh yeah! Get ready for the dacnce off! Just for you peoples to know, "Baka" means "what the fuck?". If ya need anything else, just message me. Later!