Sorry for yesterday's non-update, I've now replaced that chapter with this one :)
What do we all think of the teaser trailer? It looks pretty good to me (as good as 4 seconds can look- come on, full trailer!) but I noticed Rose is definitely stabbing something with a stake. Seeing how she's not even supposed to hold a stake until Frostbite, I'm a little worried. I mean, I don't mind if she learns to use it early, but if she ends up staking Natalie (when she'd not even supposed to be that good yet)... that would ruin the rest of the series, and take all the significance of her Spokane kills away. Plus we wouldn't get Dimitri's cute 'I can't let myself love you' thing :P Add this to the differences that can be seen in the stills...
Meh, I'm sure it'll be fine. It trust them to make the right call on these things (mostly) If they change it too bad, they're going to have a psycho fangirl army after them, anyway. Their loss :P
Now I've ranted a little, you can finally have the chapter :P
Disclaimer: Vampire Academy belongs to Richelle Mead
"You have that wrong, my fiery little friend. We won't be admitting defeat, you'll be begging for it."
We all cackled evilly, before signing off.
DPOV
After 5 minutes, it was painfully obvious that the girls had done something to this car. There was an irritating rattle coming from the back somewhere, and 2 of the emergency warning lights were flashing.
I wasn't sure whether or not to be concerned about that one, so I decided to try and contact Rose. I turned on the radio. "Roza... have you done something to the car?"
I heard the other girls giggling. "Dimitri, I'm shocked you would think that of me."
"Rose..." I said in what she called my 'mentor voice'. It always made her crack eventually.
"Well, of course I've done something, but I'm not sure if the thing you're talking about is one of mine."
One of hers? Did that mean...
"Flashing warning lights on the dash. Tell me. Now."
"Ooh, someone's getting grumpy..." I heard. I think it was Mia.
Then I heard Rose sigh. "OK, that one wasn't me." There was a pause. "Tell them there's nothing to worry about."
A different voice started speaking. "I just-"
"Syd? You did this? I thought you loved me," lamented Adrian.
She ignored him and carried on. "-redesigned the wiring. The car will be fine; there are just a few little changes. One being the flashing lights. More will start flashing soon. I've set it so that normal actions of all in-car electronics are turned off, but the safety lights are flipped. So if there is a problem, the light will go off instead. Another pause. I have to go now, the beeping is beginning to annoy Mia. Love you, Aids. Bye." The radio went to static.
"Aids?" Christian asked, laughing. "Is she trying to tell you something there, mate?"
"Uh, guys? I think we're missing the important part." Eddie stated. "She said that 'more will start flashing soon'. And Rose mentioned that that 'that one wasn't her.' I think we've let ourselves in for a lot more than we bargained for."
"I can agree to that. Rose is up to something, like we predicted. But I think it may be a whole lot worse than we thought." Christian added.
"I may have been her mentor, but she was teaching me from day one. Lesson number one: Never underestimate Rose Hathaway. Lesson 2: Be prepared for anything. Lesson 3: If previous 2 fail, run."
The others nodded. "I'll go with that." Adrian said, scratching the back of his neck. Christian reached up and scratched his head at almost the same time.
"Well, knowing Rose, it won't be long before she discovers our first little piece of evil genius."Christian said with an evil genius grin, before rubbing his head against the seat, whilst scratching his shoulder.
"Is it just me, or is anyone else really itchy?"He asked.
"I am. On my head and neck." Adrian replied.
Eddie turned to look at them. "Did you touch some poison ivy or some other plant like that?" His words got me thinking.
I groaned. "Rose."
"What? I haven't been touching any..." Adrian trailed off. "Aaw shit! Does anyone know a cure for itching powder?
"I have to go now; the beeping is beginning to annoy Mia. Love you, Aids. Bye." Sydney finished, before turning off the radio.
We had the master one, so we had the most control. We could access the boy's one without them picking up the call, but we had to physically answer if we wanted to talk to them. They couldn't keep us out. We also had the ability to listen to them without their knowledge, but we decided to wait until all the flashers were going off, and they were really pissed first, because once we heard their suffering we wouldn't be able to keep quiet about it. We wanted them to experience all our tricks first so we had more to gloat about.
We chatted for a bit about this and that, and listened to music. After about an hour, though, I began to feel hungry.
"Hey, Mia. Can you pass the bag of food? I'm getting hungry."
Everyone laughed. "When aren't you?" They laughed in unison.
"Whatever. Just gimme the eats." Steering with one hand, I opened up the first bag of food that my hands came into contact with. And found a pile of black stuff at the bottom.
"What the hell? Someone pass me another one. This is all crappy."
Lissa opened the next bag, and gulped. "Uh, Rose? I don't quite know how to say this but..." She trailed off as Mia and Sydney opened more bags of food.
"OK, I'll say it. That son of a bitch boyfriend of Lissa's has burned all the food to ashes."
"Pyro... Wait!" I swerved dangerously and nearly put the car under an 18-wheeler. All the girls screamed. "Quick! Check the donuts! Now!"
Sydney scrambled for the bag. Surely he wouldn't have done that. Even Christian wouldn't be that evil. Not the donuts I had so painstakingly chosen. Dimitri wouldn't do that to me... He knows I love donuts almost as much as him.
"Rose? I'm sorry..." I looked down at the cardboard box currently being thrust under my nose. All it contained were blackened piles of lumpy goo. I felt a scream building in my throat. I was literally living a nightmare. Once I had woken up from a dream like this, and cried. Before I could free the noise, however, Lissa clapped a hand over my mouth. "Please don't pierce our eardrums, Rose."
"Yeah, we want to hear the sound effects when you're killing Christian." Mia added.
"What even is that stuff?"I choked out, asking no one in particular.
Sydney, of course, answered. "Hydrogenated fats and Carbon deposits." Lovely.
I huffed, and swallowed my rage. Instead of screaming, I calmly said to the girls "Check your handbags, pockets, wherever. He might have only torched the cases. We need to compile our food resources. Survival 101."
Mia cut in. "When did you learn that, Rose? I didn't think you paid attention in class."
"She does when there's food involved." Lissa joked, and I gave them all a death glare, sending them to the depths of their bags to search for sustenance.
3 minutes later we had 2 packets of chewy mints (Mia), a granola bar (Sydney), some starbursts (Lissa), and 2 Yorkies, a Boost and some gummy bears (me).
I quickly ate the chocolate and a couple of starbursts, not bothering to offer any. No one would have wanted the chocolate, it was completely melted. Once I was feeling calmer, I turned the radio on.
"Hello, boys. I hope you've all enjoyed being that gender, because once I'm finished with you, you will all be missing a vital part of your male anatomy." I said in my coldest voice, before reconsidering. "Except for possibly Dimitri, if he can prove to me why he needs it."
I guess you've found my little surprise then, Rose? Did you like it?
"Yes, actually. I found the Hydrogenated fat balls particularly tasty. It was like eating a donut, but with less effort involved, because it was all condensed. You should go into retail with that, seriously. It's not like Lissa is going to want you any more once your joystick is missing."
Silence on the other end. I decided to just leave it, and dropped the joking tone.
"But seriously, though. Dimitri, if I find out that you had anything to do with this, no sex for a month."
With that, I cut the connection.
I turned to the girls. "Who's in the mood for singing some women's power ballads?"
DPOV
After Rose's warning, we were all a bit scared. I knew she wouldn't do that to me, but I could see that Christian was honestly worried, though he was trying to hide it. In truth, we were all a bit shaken. It might have been the fact that Roza used 'hydrogenated fats' correctly.
"How about we listen to some music?" Eddie suggested. Until now we had just been talking about guy things like sport and our girls, and what we were planning for when we got to the campground.
"Great idea. But don't let Belikov choose, we'll be catapulted back to the 80s or stuck with some cowboy crap." I just shook my head and rolled my eyes. I wasn't going to get into an argument about music preferences with these clearly clueless individuals.
Eddie pressed the button to turn on the radio, but nothing happened. He pushed some more buttons, but it still wouldn't turn on.
"Ah shit." Adrian said.
"What?" We all asked.
"Didn't you hear what Sydney was saying? None of the electrics inside the car will work. Someone, get your iPod out. We'll listen through that." That wasn't a bad idea, actually. At least, that's what I thought until Christian put his iPod on shuffle.
Some awful song started playing, and I grimaced.
"What the hell, dude? Why do you have High School Musical on there?" Eddie asked in disgust.
"I don't know! Let me change the song. Maybe Liss added it." Christian said, sounding panicked. The next song came on, sung by the same group.
"Wow. And you used to tease Eddie about watching My Little Pony. At least that's good." Adrian told Christian, in mock disbelief.
"Yeah, don't be dissing the ponies. Bronies forever!" Eddie shouted.
Christian, meanwhile, was furiously searching through his playlists. "All my songs are gone. All I have is High School Musical songs. This has Rose written all over it."
"It could have been any of them." I defended.
"No, literally. The playlist is called Rose,Rose,RosieRules. The next one is BadassRoseH, and the last one is HotRoseWasHere."
I laughed in spite of myself. It was just like her. They all looked at me like I was a freak.
"Dude, you are so whipped. We're stuck here, with no music, and you just laugh, even though it's all your crazy girlfriends fault?" Adrian asked.
I was about to jump to Roza's defence, but Eddie did it for me. "Coming from you, Aids? Sydney was the one who killed the radio in the first place, and made all these flashy lights." Great. I had almost forgotten about all the flashing and beeping until he mentioned it again.
"Well, check everyone else's iPods. She might have missed one, or at least put on some music she thinks is terrible, but is actually okay." Christian suggested
So that's what he did. I have to admit, it was sort of funny going through the playlists she had created. On Adrian's iPod were the playlists; LittleDhampirRoseWasHere, Lil'DhampirRoseIsLaughingNow and LittleDRoseSezLOL. The music was all Hannah Montana.
Eddies iPod had; RoseKicksUrAss, RoseKillsEduardo and EdLovesRose. On mine, she had named them TheRussiansRoza, Dimitri&Roza4eva, SmexiiiDimkasRoza, with Glee music.
We decided to listen to the music on Eddie's iPod, because he seemed to like it. We soon realised that this, however, was Rose's plan. Eddie was singing along terribly to a repetitive 8 minute song that had no meaning, and he was just so loud. Still, at least one of us was happy.
After about an hour of listening to crappy music, Adrian and Christian started complaining about a smell, and, predictably, started blaming each other. After about 5 minutes, Eddie and I started to smell it too. It was terrible, like dead animals, bad eggs and rotten fish. We tried to roll the windows down, but of course they didn't work.
Eventually, we had to think about pulling over, as the smell got too much to bear. We pulled in at the next gas station, and threw the doors open, gasping in the fresh air.
"Shit! What is that smell?" Adrian asked. Christian, however, was already rooting through the piles of cases, looking for the source of it. He had held up the best of us, as true to his earlier words, he had done his best to deflect the smell away using his fire magic.
Once we had breathed enough fresh air to make up for the previous lack of it, we left the doors open and went to help Christian unload the luggage. The deeper we got into the pile, the worse it got. It got to the point we were covering our noses with our sleeves.
Finally we lifted the last case, and the smell tripled in strength. We all recoiled instantly, dropping the bag back down, and I let out a long string of Russian swear words that my mother would not have approved of. I started giving instructions in rapid Russian without realising I did so.
When no one responded, just looked at me blankly, I told them to grab the bag and find out what was under it..
"Uh, Dimitri, we can't understand you. Speak English, please."
I sorted through in my brain what I had just said, and took a moment to translate it. The smell had really hit me bad. I'd lost the ability to translate in my head, and was stuck in my first language.
"Sorry. I couldn't think straight. Someone go get a big stick with a forked end, and the rest of us will lift the bag out. Then the one with the stick picks up whatever is in the trunk."
"Ohh. That's what you were saying. Bags not getting the stick!" Adrian shouted, quickly followed by the others.
"What? I don't want to do it either. It was my plan; I shouldn't have to do it!" I complained, my self control slipping. I took a deep breath, I needed to calm down before I slipped back into Russian again and they wouldn't be able to understand a word I said.
"You have the longest arms. Therefore, you can stand the furthest away. Go get the stick, Cradle Robber." Adrian told me. I did so this time, not wanting to waste any more time here. It was still a race after all. That's when I realised that the girls had probably set this up as a way to slow us down, not just to annoy us.
I came back with the stick, and made the rest of the group stand on either side of me as I poked around in the trunk, not wanting to get too close. I felt the stick meet some resistance, and then break through into something soft. I began to pull it out.
"Stand back." I warned, and started stepping backwards myself.
The end of the stick emerged, and on the end of it was the ugliest fish I had ever seen. Adrian squealed like a girl as it fell off and flopped onto the ground, cold, dead eye staring straight at him. It was a huge fish, and I didn't have a clue how it could have gotten in there without anyone noticing. I went back in with the stick, sending a green-looking Adrian into the shop to try and find something we could use as an air freshener.
By the time he got back, laid out next to the fish was a half open tin of cat food, and 2 cracked eggs. The bottom of the trunk was covered in slime and bits of eggshell, but Adrian sprayed it with the 3 cans of Lynx he had bought, and we laid a tarp over the top of it.
Still holding our noses, we piled the cases back in the trunk, filled up the car with fuel, and got pulled back out into the road an hour after we turned off.
RPOV
It was a serious possibility at this point that we could die of laughter. For the last hour we had been laughing at the boys' shenanigans with Mia's box of tricks via the one-way radio. We had gotten lucky, we hadn't been sure if we could hear them if they left the car, but these were some good quality Guardian radios, and we had heard every word, even Dimitri's random Russian outburst.
We were laughing now because they weren't sure what to do with the fish. They had wrapped it up and put it in the car with them again, as they hadn't wanted to leave it at the gas station. They were planning on dropping it off at the nearest bin, as the one at the station had been recycling only, and Eddie hadn't let them put it in there.
So there we were, driving down the motorway, laughing our asses off, when I heard the sound of a police siren, and looked in the rear-view mirror to see it signalling for us to pull over.
"Ah, shit." I said, which was echoed by everyone else in the car. This was not good.
It is exactly 6 months until the film Valentines Day- VA-DAY! Remember, the Blood Sisters trailer is supposed to be out today XD
Remember to breathe, and stay away from hard/sharp objects. See you on the other side, people ;D
Review and see Dimitri lose control ;)
