Oh yeah! This time, we're annoying Iggy! Let's get down to business!
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Monday, 14th October 2013
List: 1. Jump and hide in front of him, saying "Now you see me!" "Now you don't" repeatedly.
Execute Operation phase I.
Iggy just came in to the house after playing ball from the yard.
"Hey Iggy!" I said cheerfully.
"Hey." he said.
"Look!"
"Uhh, the problem is, I can't."
"Just look at me!" I crashed onto him.
He staggered backwards. "Hey! What the heck was that for?!"
"Now you see me," I jumped behind a cupboard. "Now you don't!"
"What the-?" Iggy said.
I crashed on to him again. "Now you see me," I pushed him while jumping to the cupboard. "Now you don't!"
He fell, then got up and gritted his teeth. "You better stop quick or I'll – AKH!"
He was stopped when I crashed onto him again. "NOW YOU SEE ME!" I jumped behind him and poked the back of his head. "Now you don't!"
He was shaking in anger then. I jumped around while poking him and repeating the sentence. At last, I stopped and stood near a wall.
"Now you see me!"
"I can trace you, by VOICE!" he aimed his fist at me, but that's exactly what I wanted him to do. I jumped away right before his fist could crack my skull.
"Now you don't!" the wall cracked.
"Agh!" his knuckles split. Ouch.
I ran away.
2. Paint your mug with multiple colors and ask Iggy to feel the color.
Execute Operation phase II.
"Hey Iggy!" I brought the multi-colored cup and Nudge with me.
"Ugh, what now?" he said.
"Sit! On the dining chair." I said cheerfully.
He sat down. I sat on his right and Nudge on his left. "You know, even though you showed me the wings n' stuff, I'm still wondering whether or not you can actually feel colors."
"Of course I can!" he snickered.
"Alright, then feel this cup." I put the cup with the yellow side in front of him.
"Yellow." He said,
I turned the cup. "Wait, no… How did it? It's purple."
"Feel a disturbance in the force, do you?" I turned the cup again. Nudge giggled.
"No, blue," I turned it again. "Wait, red. No! Green! What the hell? Black! Agh!"
"I was wondering whether the super glue Gazzy put on your fingers would affect them" I said.
"What?! My partner in crime?! Gazzy! NOOO! My sight! My little fingers! Stay with me!" Iggy started sobbing.
Nudge and I were laughing and clutching our stomachs while rolling on the ground.
Fang passed by. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Gazzy used super glue on my finger tips so I can't feel things right anymore!" he sobbed again. Nudge's laugh became high pitched shrieks at that.
Fang shook his head. "Dude, you don't even have glue on your fingers. Aaron just painted the mug with multiple colors and turned it around when you try to feel it." He said, and walked away.
For a moment Iggy looked stunned. Then he shook with anger and turned to catch us, but Nudge and I were long from gone.
3. Switch his normal bombs with Gazzy's fart bomb.
Execute Operation phase III.
"Hey Igs." I said.
"Hey Aaron."
"Your combination fireworks and bombs are tonight, right?" I asked him.
"Yep." He said. "It's going to be exotic! Don't forget, the backyard!"
"Alright, be there."
After he left, I started the plan. I walked to Fang's room.
"Sup Fnick!"
"Fang."
"Alright, alright. Oh, and for Iggy's show, bring a gas mask."
"Why?"
"You wanna suffocate and roll miserably on the ground?"
He shook his head. "Good. Then bring it."
I walked away and told the rest of the Flock.
Then, I sneaked into Gazzy's room and stole his stink bombs and switched them with Iggy's bombs.
"Hello, people!" Iggy said. "Wait, why the gas mask? Oh well."
He took the bomb. I shook, trying to hold my laughter.
"Now, get ready, boom!" he said.
Then really, it went kaboom. With some, "BUZZAWW!"s "KER-SPLAT"s and "PSSHHH"s, the strong sulfur came out.
Iggy frowned. Then his eyes got teary and he choked.
"What-" PSSHH! "The—" PSSSTT "Heck?" SSSSSS "Guagh, augh, gagh! Hargh! Agh!" he collapsed.
I roared with laughter. Gazzy, Nudge and Angel were laughing with me. Max was giggling. Fang let some low heavy chuckle. But then, we noticed that the Igster wasn't moving. We crowded around him. He was clutching his throat. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he was stiff.
"Whoops. That wasn't a pretty nice idea, wasn't it?" I muttered.
Everyone stared at me and gave me the duh look. Except Fang. Who was already coolly walking away, with his hands coolly in his pockets, and his so called "bangs" that would've made my friends that are girls scream, coolly covering his eyes.
"Well how am I supposed to know?! I thought all those time he spent with Gazzy has at least give him resistance to its knock out effect!" I said. "Oh well. Better run before he wakes up."
Poof.
4. Move the furniture so that he crashes onto things and comes to… unexpected places.
Execute Operation phase IV/Final.
After a bucketful of sweat, I finally rearranged the house.
"Agh!" Iggy cursed for the fifth time this morning. "I thought that table was there!" THONK! "And that chair there!"
I laughed a little.
"This should be the stairs, right?" he tried to climb a bookshelf.
And I think you all know what happens when someone does that. It falls. Right on top of you.
"Agh! [insert desired swear word.]" he threw the bookshelf away (remember, super bird strength) and searched for the stairs.
"HAH! I found it!" so he climbed the stairs.
He ran through a cupboard right after he turned on the second floor. CRACK! "[insert desired swear word], I'm hungry and I have to get through this [insert desired swear word] obstacle challenge?!" Iggy kicked the cupboard in front of him. "Wait, after the cupboard should be the kitchen! Finally!"
I cracked when he got in the room he so called the "kitchen". It was Max's room you dolt! I yelled at him mentally. He opened Max's closet.
"Well, the fridge feels like wood." He muttered. "It must be the fart bomb Aaron made me set off in front of my face. I swear I'm gonna kill that kid later."
My jaws dropped as he grabbed something and bite it off. "Why does this taste like fabric?" he said. But he ate anyways. "I thought Aaron says his foods are fresh."
"Max! You've got to see this guy! I saw him, and he's like, so hot!" I heard Nudge's voice. She was with Max and they came in the room. "He has this-" Nudge stopped abruptly and stared at Iggy with horror. "OMG! Igs! What the heck are you doing with Max's bra in your mouth?!"
"Whmf?" (AN: What?) Iggy turned.
Max glare at him, mortified. Iggy didn't need sight to feel Max's number one death glare. "Ohmf. Nomh whonder id dade lau wawbic…" (AN: Oh, no wonder it tastes like fabric…) Iggy muttered, knowing what fate will befall him.
Without any single word, Max lunged at him. WHACK! KA-BOOM! KER-SPLAT! SHAZAM! CRACK!
"Uh-oh." I sneaked away.
Hello! Hello! Oh yeah! Operation White Eyes complete! Next time we'll be annoying? Write who do you want to annoy in the next chapter by reviewing! Write who you vote (and please, some motivating words about this story) to be the next victim! I'll see who gets the most voice!
So here,
1. Angel
2. Fang
3. Gazzy
4. Max
5. Nudge
Vote by saying the number! Alright, buh-bye!
