He Said She Said

A/N: I just finished watching 'On Thin Ice.' Michael Seater deserves an Oscar…anywayz, I'm finally updating so yay! Geez, over 700 LwD stories. And I'm not even sure how many videos are on youtube. But I've read and seen them all! Ok, maybe I haven't read them all, but I try! And I KNOW you guys have myspaces so please join my Dasey group! Like I said, the link is in my ff profile. Look at me rambling on and on about myself. I need to give a huge hug to all my lovely reviewers and everyone who has ever put me on a favorites or alert list. It means so much to me that I'm not the only one who enjoys this story ;-) haha

Disclaimer: I hate these things. It makes me feel like ever being near this show is completely impossible. But when I marry Michael Seater, we'll see who has the last laugh you stupid disclaimer… Oh, and I don't own anything! Hehe

Chapter 3: Um, Help?

"Is it my turn yet? I kind of want to skip over this part." Casey butted into Derek's story.

"Aw, you're not embarrassed, are you Casey?" Derek baited.

"No Derek I'm not, but I would think that you have good reason to be." A smile started to pull at Casey's lips. "Perhaps we should tell the audience what happens next."

"On second thought…"

"Oh, no! Derek, please! Do tell!" Connie goaded.

"Oh, let me!" Casey was only too happy to take part in Derek's discomfort. "Well, I had slept for about an hour when…"

"Ew!"

Derek was only half conscious when he felt himself being pushed towards the edge of the bed. When he hit the ground with a loud thud, he was more than awake.

Derek groaned as he tried to stand. He was almost positive he broke something; he had just narrowly escaped smashing his head on the nightstand.

He managed to pull himself to his feet and slowly turned around. Casey was standing there with a half guilty, half disgusted look on her face. He took a deep breath before looking her straight in the eye. "Casey…" he growled at her.

"Don't even try to blame that on me! You're the one that was trying to spoon with me!" Casey cried out defensively.

"What?! That's disgusting!"

"Um, ya think?!"

They both jumped a mile when they heard a knock at the door.

"Wait! Could we possibly get some more details on the "spooning" situation? What did you mean exactly?" Connie cut in eagerly.

"I think it's self explanatory." Derek mumbled.

Casey stared off into space. She was definitely not going into any more detail. She had already embarrassed Derek and if she told the next part, she would only embarrass herself.

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Casey had woken up a half hour ago and was now in the exact same position she was thirty minutes earlier, too scared and comfortably happy to move.

When she was thrown back into reality after a bad dream, she had tried to get up and splash some water on her face. Casey reached to pull the blanket back and froze. Something was holding her back.

She turned her head cautiously and found that the wall of pillows was scattered at the foot of the bed. She moved her eyes farther up and they landed on an arm that was wrapped lazily around her waist. Casey's eyes nearly bugged out of her head and her heart was drumming inside her ears. Afraid to go any farther, she forced herself to look up once more to find the owner of the arm. This wasn't exactly a mystery.

Casey quickly settled back into her original position, immediately trying to form a plan in her mind. 'What do I do? Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God.' Wow. That sounds rational.

After about another five minutes, Casey had given it up. The position she was in was way too distracting. Almost in a trance, she shifted herself higher up so she could rest her head on his other arm that was stretched directly above her. Something inside her felt a sense of security and warmth. If she was thinking straight, this same feeling would make her want to puke, but right now she wasn't exactly in her right mind. So that's how she stayed for the next 20 minutes or so. Until…

Derek could feel himself waking up, but he was too groggy to open his eyes. He shifted slightly and tightened his grip on what he thought to be a pillow. Casey gasped and began to panic. 'He's waking up! I'm sure he didn't get in this position on purpose…I definitely don't want to know his reaction if he wakes up like this.' She closed her eyes in slight regret of her next action before she turned and forcefully shoved Derek off the bed.

"Ew!"

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Derek wanted so badly to continue the story, but Casey looked like she might hurl from all the pressure to continue so he cursed his inner voice and stepped into the story to save her.

"Like I've said before, you really don't want to hear what Casey has to say. I mean you could just as easily be amused while watching some paint dry. I'll just take it from here…" Casey looked at Derek with a slight sense of gratitude as he continued where she left off.

Tearing his eyes away from Casey, Derek went to the door and heaved it open. "What?" He practically yelled at the innocent visitor.

Lizzie nearly fell backwards at the threatening greeting. "Um…I…" Derek just stood there with his arms folded, impatiently waiting for an answer. "Mom said she heard some loud noises coming from your room so I thought I'd come over and see if you guys were ok." She tried to peer around Derek to find her sister, but he wouldn't budge.

"We're fine, ok? It was probably just the TV or something" he replied carelessly.

"Alright…" she said uncertainly. "Well, Mom wanted me to come get you guys anyway, 'cause we're about to leave to Planet Joyride."

"It's the middle of the day! Kind of late to go now, don't you think?" Derek had just been rudely awakened and the last thing he wanted to do was go to some amusement park packed with screaming kids and five hour waiting lines.

"Well, we have a pass to the park for the whole week, so it doesn't really matter when we go. Besides, I don't think Mom and George can take Marti's whining anymore." Lizzie added with an eye roll.

"Ok, whatever." And without another word, Derek slammed the door in her face.

"Derek, what was that for? Lizzie didn't push you off the bed you know!" Casey began to walk over to the door and apologize to her sister, but Derek blocked her escape.

"Speaking of being pushed off the bed," Derek began and Casey gulped nervously. "What did you mean when you said I was-"

"Derek! Casey! LET'S GO!" George yelled through the door.

"Give us a second!" Derek yelled back almost louder.

"Coming!" Casey called and thanked the Heavens that she had found an exit from this awkward situation. Darting around Derek's left side, she ran out the door and towards the elevator. Sighing heavily, he had no choice but to follow.

They all pulled up to Planet Joyride ten minutes later. Nora ran through the rules with everyone at the entrance to the park, though it pretty much went in one ear and out the other. "Please have someone with you at all times, I don't want any of you wandering around the park by yourself!" Nora repeated for the seven billionth time. "I guess we can go now…" she began hesitantly and everyone immediately speed walked off into the park.

"And then everyone decides to just-"

"Ahem. I'm talking here." Derek said as if it were obvious that his voice should be the only thing heard.

"Well, you already interrupted me when I was telling the story so it's only fair!" Casey replied, annoyed.

"No, I interrupted you as you were staring stupidly at the wall, Space Case." Derek shot back, equally annoyed.

Casey turned back to Connie, ignoring the remark. "Anyway, we got into the park and…"

Once inside, Casey scanned the signs to see which direction to head first. "Ok do you guys want a thrill ride or one of those cheesy adventure-" Casey stopped when she looked around and realized everyone had left. She just caught sight of Lizzie and Edwin as they ran off towards the biggest roller coaster in the whole park and glared at the back of Derek's head as he was currently in the middle of hitting on a ride attendant. George, Nora and Marti were gone as well. She sighed in frustration before deciding to catch up with her sister.

After seven hours, Casey was ready to collapse into her grave. She had walked the entire park over three times as Lizzie and Edwin got hyped up on ice cream and dragged her to every ride in the park. Well, almost. She was mostly on the bench outside of the rides. Somehow, "The Mutilizer" didn't exactly sound like a safe attraction to her.

They were heading back towards the front of the park to leave since everyone had announced that the park was starting to close. Casey continued to let herself be dragged as she daydreamed of being able to go to sleep. This only brought her mind back to what happened the last time she was in a bed so she forced herself to keep her attention on getting out of this hellhole.

"Speaking of hell…" Casey muttered under her breath as she saw Derek approaching from her left. Thankfully, the park had been big enough so that she only saw him once for the rest of the day and he didn't even notice her. Mostly because she had ducked into the nearest souvenir shop.

"Hey, did you guys ride the Mutilizer?" Derek asked Lizzie and Edwin as if Casey weren't even there. They nodded their heads enthusiastically and Derek and Edwin began to discuss the finer points of the ride.

"Hey, are you ok? You've seemed a little weird since this trip started." Lizzie noticed Casey's instant change in emotion as soon as Derek had showed up.

"I'm fine, kiddo. Just tired." Casey tried to reassure her little sister. Lizzie took a good, long look at her and though she didn't seem too satisfied with her answer, she shrugged it off and began pulling Edwin towards the exit. "Come on, we gotta go!" Lizzie called over her shoulder.

Casey glanced sideways at Derek who was just looking at her, then she started to head for the exit as well.

"So eager to leave, Casey? Have you even been on one ride?" Derek asked and she stopped in her tracks and turned around.

"Yes" she said indignantly. "And "The Fluffy Kitten" doesn't count." He added. Casey just looked away and folded her arms.

"Come on." Derek said simply as he turned around and began to walk the other way.

"Wait, where are you going? The park's closing!" Casey cried out after him as she ran to keep up. He just smirked and continued to walk, knowing that she would follow him anyway.

They stopped in front of a very dark, depressing, creepy looking house that had a sign above the door that read: "Afraid of the Dark." Casey looked up at the building with a sinking feeling in her stomach. She wasn't too big on horror movies. She had slept in her Mom's bed for a week after watching "The Sixth Sense".

Derek stood behind Casey and grinned. He could see her frame stiffening and the fear sinking in. He couldn't resist. He grabbed her shoulders and yelled into her ear "Boo!" Casey nearly had a heart attack as she screamed and ran from his clutches.

When she turned around, Derek was bent over with laughter and she would give anything for a swing at him. He managed to slightly control himself as he stood up and walked over to Casey.

"You're too easy. Now come on." He laughed at her and headed for the ride's entrance.

"Derek, no." He raised an eyebrow at her and she covered up, pretending that it had nothing to do with the fact that she was scared out of her mind. "I mean, the ride's probably closed by now. Our parents are waiting for us."

"The ride's still open and no one's here so we don't have any lines! Come on, and don't be such a chicken." Derek held the door open and waited for her to follow him inside. She just stood there, biting her lip and staring up at the house anxiously. "Bawk, bawk, baaawwwk!" Derek mocked her and smirked as she took the bait and stepped inside. This girl was too proud.

Derek let the door swing shut behind them and they both jumped when it snapped shut with a loud bang. "Scared yet?" Derek taunted.

"Please Venturi, you were the one that jumped." Casey laughed at him and led the way into the haunted house, trying to appear to be brave.
When an almost realistic zombie jumped out from the ceiling, Casey was more than willing to let Derek take the lead. Rolling his eyes, he obliged and Casey ducked behind him as he walked carelessly through the place. "Chicks…" he muttered as he breezed past the mummies and vampires.

Just when she couldn't take it much longer, Casey peered over Derek's shoulder and saw the exit sign. Dodging the last spider that shot across the hall, she ran for the door and grabbed the doorknob hastily.

"Um, Derek?" Casey asked in a shaky whisper.

"You twist and then push." Derek instructed her.

Even when she was scared as hell, she always had time to roll her eyes at the stupid remarks Derek could make.


"It's locked." She said firmly.

Derek just scoffed as if she were playing a lame prank and pushed her aside. He tried the knob and turned it in both directions, pushing and pulling. He shook the door violently for one last test before turning back around to face Casey.

"The door's locked." He declared.

Casey closed her eyes and threw her head back in complete annoyance. "You're a genius, honestly."

Derek shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets. "We'll just go back through the entrance. No big deal." He said even though he began to sound just as nervous.

"Yeah ok, we'll just walk through the wall that automatically blocks the entrance off once you pass Frankenstein's lair!" She shrieked sarcastically.

She looked at Derek for him to try again, but his mind was blank. She didn't exactly seem to have a winning plan either. They just stared at each other, eyes wide and mouths slightly opened.

As if on cue, they sprinted for the door and began to bang on it like madmen.

"HELP!"

See? A surprise! Yay! The bad news is I totally forgot what I was going to say in my end A/N. Dang it! Well, I guess I should say that you need to read "Guilty Conscience" cuz it's the best Dasey one shot ever and I'll be back soon with an update! I'm off to go see "The number 23"! LEAVE THE LOVE!!!
xo, Christina