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"A Slippery Slope"
Chapter Two
Cabin 1
Sonic held his head, standing in the doorway of the cabin. This was HELL! How could this have happened?! Why didn't anyone tell him this part?! Gizmo kicked his shin.
Gizmo: Would you get inside!? It's freaking cold out here!
Grumbling, Sonic did as the little genius asked and went inside. Apparently they had decided (without consulting HIM) that they would separate between the two cabins by gender. This meant that for the rest of the week, Sonic was stuck with Mammoth and Gizmo. Mammoth with his horrendous B.O. and Gizmo with his loud mouth…where would it end? Gizmo kicked open the door to a bed room.
Sonic: …why'd you do that?
Gizmo: Because it looks cool and you know it.
Gizmo brought in two items. One was his suit case, the other was the container of food. It was sealed up in an unbreakable case to keep Mammoth out. It proved to be a good idea since he tried to get at it as soon as they landed. More then likely this will end with a hostage situation, but for now, Mammoth couldn't get the food. Both items were carried by anti gravity discs. Annoyed by the lack of women in his immediate vicinity, Sonic went into his room and crashed on the bed. He tried to cheer himself up. Jinx wasn't TOO far away. And there was probably a sizeable amount of skiing/snowboarding cuties up at the nearby ski lodge and slopes. …sadly they would be bundled up tight. Oh well. Actually, it probably was kind of troublesome for a guy with his powers to come up to a place like this. Avalanches and all. His thoughts were interrupted by knocking on the front door. He waited, but nobody went to get it. Annoyed, he answered the door himself and got struck in the face with a snowball.
Blackfire: Nice shot.
Red X: Not really. I was aiming for his nose and I hit his forehead.
Blackfire was wearing simple long sleeved pants and a sweater. She didn't need much more since her body was pretty resilient to cold temperatures. She did have to wear boots for traction on the slippery snow. It would attract attention if she just flew everywhere. Red X was bundled up tightly, however. It was rather cold, after all. She wore a ski mask over her face and snow goggles over her eyes. As usual, she made sure her outfit had an identifying mark. Her mask had a red "X" across the fabric. She wore a bright red coat, black gloves, red boots, and black pants. Around her neck was a red scarf. Sonic wiped his face.
Sonic: Oh, it's on. I'm getting the others, my gloves and we're throwing down.
Krystal: Bring it on! I dare you!
Everyone stared at Krystal. She was…well, she was a walking mass of clothes. Multiple coats, gloves, hats, and socks all on one person. Jinx was leading her by a draw string since she couldn't see. It was like a tank coming towards them.
Blackfire: Uh…baby?
Krystal: What?! Speak up! I can't hear very well over the ear muffs!
Blackfire: Are you okay in there?! It looks…warm!
Krystal: What?! What about corn?!
Sighing, Blackfire walked over and yelled into her ear.
Blackfire: I said, it looks a bit too warm!
Krystal: Oh. No, no. I'm fine. I don't get hot easily.
Jinx: …we came all this way, for this?
Jinx huffed and she adjusted the hood on her fluffy sleeved pink coat. Her nose was running. Now she remembered why she liked living in California. She HATED the cold…and it was about to get worse. The boys came out of the cabin, looking rather smug, as boys often do. Why, Jinx couldn't imagine. As much as she didn't like the cold, the idea of letting them win didn't make her happy either. She was going to shove a few snowballs down their throats with a smile on her face.
Gizmo: So…a snowball fight, huh?
Red X: That's the idea.
Sonic yawned and shrugged his shoulders.
Sonic: Sounds boring. Want to make it interesting?
Krystal: I can't hear anything!
It was decided that it was best to ignore Krystal until she took off some of those hats.
Blackfire: How so?
Jinx: And nothing pervy, Sonic or we'll find out if a rolling person really does turn into a snowball if you throw them down a hill.
Mammoth: Well…how about if you girls lose, you got to wear the outfits of our choice when we get home for three days.
Blackfire: …and if we win, you wear what we want?
Sonic: Sure.
Blackfire looked over at Jinx and mouthed "they don't have a prayer". Nodding, Jinx smirked at them.
Jinx: Alright, jerks. You're on. Build your pathetic excuse for a fort and let's get it on.
The groups got to work constructing walls of snow to duck behind during the battle. It took a few minutes to do, but soon they each had a good sized wall to use (more like a big lump of snow). Red X sighed and pushed Krystal behind a tree.
Red X: Stay here. You can't help if you can't even bend down to pick up snow.
Krystal: I can too bend down!
Krystal tried to bend over and fell right away. Her face planted into the snow.
Krystal: (muffled) See?
Red X: Just stay down, okay?
Krystal: (muffled) No problem.
Sonic adjust his white scarf, throwing it over his shoulder. He really wished there was some wind about now…that would look so damn cool! He turned to his companions and nodded. They nodded back and he turned back to the girls.
Sonic: Okay! We pelt each other until each member of the other team says that they quit. Deal?
Red X: Deal. And may the best woman win.
Mammoth: And that will be us!
Sonic groaned and held his head.
Sonic: Mammoth…she said "WOMAN".
Mammoth: …oh. Damn, now I feel stupid…
Jinx: Ready?
Sonic: Ready.
Blackfire: GO!
Before the girls could hurl their snowballs, a huge device came out of Gizmo's pack and stuck into the snow. He grinned wickedly.
Gizmo: Check out my rapid firing snowball gun.
Girls: …crap.
Girl's Cabin: One Extremely One-sided Snowball Fight Later
Jinx shivered near the fireplace, swearing through chattering teeth. Gizmo was going to pay ever so dearly for this. He really was. The instant she was out of…whatever they were going to be dressed up as, those boys were getting triple training times. Red X walked up to her and sighed.
Red X: Aren't you over reacting? We ducked behind Krystal and the wall pretty fast. We barely got hit.
Jinx: Sh…shut up. I…I…h…hate the…the…cold.
Krystal walked up, whistling to herself. She had stripped off most of her coats, leaving only one on. Not that it was cold inside, but since she couldn't get hot easily, it never really mattered. Since this was a wintery vacation, she felt she should dress wintery. In her hand was a cup.
Krystal: Okay…got the chocolate milk.
Krystal raised a finger and shot a beam into the glass. The milk began to emit steam.
Krystal: And there's the hot. We forgot the marshmallows, though. Sorry.
Jinx just held out her hand and took the cup, holding it close. She sipped it…burning her tongue in the process. But who cared? She was cold. Blackfire sighed as she filed her nails, sitting on the arm chair sideways, her legs dangling over one arm, her back against the other.
Blackfire: What kind of costumes do you think they'll make us wear?
Krystal: I hope it's fairy princess! Or cowgirl! Yeah, cowgirl would rock!
Blackfire: You're so adorably naïve.
Krystal: Huh who wha?
Red X sighed and crashed onto the couch.
Red X: They're not going to give us Halloween costumes. They're going to give us…more revealing outfits.
Jinx: I'm betting on cheerleader.
Krystal: Shoot. And I already bought one of both…
Red X and Jinx stared at her for a second before turning to Blackfire. Blackfire shrugged and blew on her nails.
Blackfire: I like the cowgirl outfit, but the fairy princess is kind of annoying.
Sticking out her tongue, Krystal blew a raspberry at Blackfire.
Krystal: You wouldn't know a good costume if it bit you on your butt.
Blackfire: If it bit me on the butt, it must not be a good costume. After all, it was obviously alive if it bit me and it has teeth.
Krystal: …damn your logic! Logic burns!
Blackfire looked up from her nails, smirking.
Blackfire: Aren't you nearly immune to burning?
Krystal: Stop it! Oh the agony!
Jinx: Blackfire, please don't make her brain melt out her ears.
Krystal: Yeah! It's hard to hear when that happens.
Blackfire: Cracking a joke, Jinx? Glad to see you're lightening up.
Receiving a glare, Blackfire shut her mouth. Obviously her dear friend hadn't forgotten the gag she had shoved into her mouth.
HIVE Tower: Main Room
Billy and Billy were playing video games. Kid Wycked was building a house of cards on the table nearby. Not that he was getting very far. Every few seconds one of the Billy's would let out a victory hoot or a defeat swear, causing him to mess up. Yet he never got mad. He just started again. Jester was continuously running up the wall and jumping off, trying to see how far up she could get before pesky gravity tried to pull her back down. Knife-play was bound up in chains to until the urge to play in Gizmo's room left him. It was pretty much official. This was all a great big plot to drive Psimon out of his mind. Only Rorek and Double seemed to have an ounce of sanity. The wizard was trying to coax the girl out of the shell she seemed to have hidden herself in. He was having some success, as she was replying without stuttering anymore, but still wouldn't look at him in the eyes.
Rorek: Come now, M'lady. Surely you have some form of hobby.
Double: Well...I do….no, it's silly.
Rorek: I assure you, I won't laugh.
Double wrung her hands again. It seemed to be something she did out of habit.
Double: …I…I like to take pictures. People, animals…anything really.
Rorek: I wouldn't think such a thing "silly".
Knife-play: The word "boring" does come to mind though…
Wincing, Double turned away. Rorek turned to Knife-play and muttered a spell, waving his hand. His mouth seemed to fade away. He let out a muffled scream and writhed around on the floor. Rorek bowed slightly to Double.
Rorek: I apologies for the rudeness you have just been subjected to.
Double: (blushing) Not...not your fault. Um…is he okay? I mean, you took away his mouth.
Rorek: (whisper) Actually, it is a mere illusion. He perceives that his mouth is gone and is acting accordingly.
Double giggled softly. Until, of course, Knife-play escaped from his chains, took a knife and cut his face, trying to regain a mouth. Freaked, Rorek undid his minor spell. Blood ran down Knife-play's face, but the wounds quickly faded away.
Knife-play: Hoo! Well, that was fun. Let's vote NEVER to remove my mouth again, okay? I kind of need to talk or I go insane.
Psimon: I assure you, nobody would notice a difference.
Knife-play: What?! I'll polish that dome of yours! I'll polish it good!
Jester stopped what she was doing and jumped up and down.
Jester: Polish the dome! Polish the dome!
Psimon: Don't make me scramble your atoms.
The two looked at each other. Jester switched to the crying face.
Jester: You'd scramble our atoms just because we want to polish your brain dome? That's not nice…
Knife-play: Tsk. He's bluffing. He can't scramble our…
What happened next can't be described well in words. Needless to say, Psimon CAN scramble your atoms if you give him enough time to think. Jester switched back to happy and poked the mess as it slowly began to shift around, healing back into his normal shape. Double covered her mouth. Kid Wycked shrugged and kept trying to build his house of cards and both Billys ignored it. Rorek sighed.
Rorek: Was that truly necessary?
Psimon: He'll be fine.
Double: I think I'm going to be sick…
Psimon: Why?
Jester: I think I can see his liver! Poke the liver! Poke the liver! Liver poker am I!
Rorek and Psimon stared at her. It was kind of hard not to.
Rorek: …why did Lady Jinx feel the need to call her as well?
Jester stood up and switched to the frowning mask. She grabbed Rorek by his face.
Jester: Listen to me and listen good, you reject from the middle ages! I may be totally coo-coo, but I'm a damn good fighter and an even better detective! So you shut your paper covered trap or so help me, I'll throw you into a shredder! Understand me?! Do you?!
Rorek: …yes m'lady…
Jester switched to the smiley face again before pulling out a marker and doodling on his face. She drew a big smile, a huge nose, moustache, and huge glasses on him.
Jester: Who else wants the glorious gift of manhood? Free facial hair for all! I'll even do sideburns!
Having healed enough, Knife-play got up, popping bones as he did so. Groaning, he held his chest.
Knife-play: Oh…man, I think I still have spleen where my heart should be…
Boy's Cabin: Living Room
The boys sat around the fire, gloating over their victory over the foolish women. Oh, they really should have seen that coming.
Sonic: Maid outfit. All the way.
Gizmo: Are you high? We could have them in bathing suits.
Mammoth: …I was gonna have them dress in those stupid looking cartoon suits like at amusement parks…
Sonic and Gizmo rolled their eyes.
Sonic: You idiot. This is the perfect chance to see some serious skin and you want to dress them up in costumes that make small kids want to beat them up?
Mammoth: …I'm hungry.
Gizmo: Aw, dammit, we just ate, you fat bastard!
Mammoth: Hey, I ain't fat! You're the one with the pot belly!
Sonic sighed. This sucked. Hopefully things would be more entertaining in the morning. Standing, he stretched and started for his room.
Sonic: You two kill each other quietly, okay? I'm hitting the sack.
Man, he hoped the girls were enjoying themselves more then he was.
Girl's Cabin
Jinx's eyes shot open and she began grinding her teeth. Finally she sat up and grabbed the pillow that was whacking her.
Jinx: For the last time, Krystal! I don't want to have a pillow fight! Why aren't you sleeping with Blackfire?!
Krystal: Red X said we had to keep the beds in good shape.
Jinx's eye twitched as the implications of that statement hit her. What could…? No, she wouldn't think of it. She'd just try another tactic.
Jinx: Can't you just…SLEEP with her? Close your eyes, slow the breathing and all that?
Krystal: You think I can close my eyes and slow my breathing while I'm laying next to THAT? That would be like you trying to sleep next to Sonic while he's wearing nothing but bikini briefs.
Jinx's cheeks turned red. Bikini…briefs… She shook her head, eyes closed. Impure thoughts…impure thoughts… what color would they…NO! IMPURE! Grumbling, Jinx laid back down, putting her pillow over her head.
Jinx: Okay, okay, I get the picture. Just…don't bother me.
Krystal: But Jinx…!
Krystal jumped onto her bed and started bouncing up and down like a child.
Krystal: I'm not tired and everyone is going to sleep! Red X booby trapped her room and once Blackie is a sleep there's nothing short of detonating a bomb or baking pancakes that can wake her up, and I'm all out of mix and dynamite!
Groaning, Jinx sat up again. Suddenly she had an idea.
Jinx: What if I gave you something to help you sleep?
Krystal: …like warm milk?
Jinx: Something like that.
Climbing out of bed, Jinx walked over to her bag and pulled out a bottle of liquid which I won't name in order to avoid any trouble of any kind. It came with one of those measure caps, which Jinx used to measure out a dose. Krystal took the cap and sniffed the fluid inside.
Krystal: Ugh! It sure doesn't smell like warm milk.
Jinx: Just drink it.
Krystal: …you're not trying to poison me, are you?
Jinx: Of course not!
Krystal pointed at her.
Krystal: AH HA! Reverse psychology! You ARE trying to poison me! I see through your see through-able thing!
Jinx clenched her fists. When Krystal shrieked, she had a voice that pierced your brain like…something…that pierces good.
Jinx: Drink it or I'll strangle the life from you.
Krystal: Sheesh, fine. Don't get all pissy.
Downing the liquid, Krystal stuck out her tongue and twitched.
Krystal: BLECH! This stuff tastes like ca-ca!
Jinx: Now go to bed, PLEASE. I would LOVE to sleep a bit.
END PART TWO
