Oh my, part nine already? I can't believe I actually wrote this many stories. I should thank you all for taking your time reading these. I am very happy to share them with you all. Enjoy!
Yours Truly,
Tanya Adams 64
The Odd Couple
Random One-Shot - 9
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Lyra waited for a few more seconds until she knocked the door again.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Go away, we're not buying!" Clair's voice answered, sounding annoyed.
"It's me, Lyra!" The younger girl yelled back.
"That is even worse…" Clair opened the door, "What do you want? And make it quick, I am middle of doing Yoga."
"Is your cousin home?" Lyra asked.
Clair glared at Lyra, "Well, he is not and stop bothering us! Don't you have other friends to stalk?"
"For your information, I am not a stalker! Your thinking of Marina!" Lyra defended herself, "However, it's important that I see Lance now."
"Why? What is so important…" Than Clair's eyes widened as she gasped, "…Your not knocked up, are you? I am going to KILL that cousin of mine!"
Lyra shook her head quickly, "NO! It's nothing like that! I just got two tickets to the Rumblemaina event I won from the Password game. It's tonight and I wanted to invite him as my date."
"Did you say Rumblemaina?" Clair's eyes widened.
"The one and only." Lyra smiled, blushing. "Hopefully, he would say yes."
Clair grabbed Lyra's hands with a huge smile in her face, "Forget my stupid cousin! I'm going with you!"
"Wait…huh?" Before Lyra could protest, Clair was already ready.
"Come on, I want to see the mayhem and carnage!" Clair laughed, with a sadistic look in her eyes. She grabbed Lyra's arms and they went off the Saffron City Arena.
The arena was packed with loud fans, holding signs such as: MOON STONE 3:16 and RAW IS HITMONLEE!
"It's really loud here!" Lyra complained, covering her ears.
Clair on the other hand, was holding a video camera and cheering really loud. She is certainly enjoying herself.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! ARE YOU READY TO RUMMMMMBLE?" The announcer stood in the middle of ring, lifting his hand up in the air.
The crowd cheered even louder, followed by loud fireworks and blaring music.
Clair started screaming in the top of her lungs, not caring what others think.
Lyra is starting to regret winning those tickets.
Lance returned from Indigo Plateau and looked around the house.
"Is anyone home?" He called out for Clair's name afterward.
He shrugged and was about to retire for the evening when he heard the loud laughter of Clair.
"DID YOU SEE THAT? THE FUNERAL DIRECTOR HAD NO CHANCE AGAINST SAIYAMAN! IT WAS THE MATCH OF THE YEAR!" Clair slammed the door open, causing her cousin to jump.
"I guess so…" Lyra moaned, dawdling behind Clair. She had that drained look in her eyes.
"I see you two ladies went to the wrestling event?" Lance asked, scratching his head.
"Absolutely! BEST NIGHT EVER!" Clair screeched, still excited.
Lance cringed, "I…I am glad you had a great time, Clair."
"I am going to take a shower, so don't you dare even flush the toilet!" Clair warned them, going upstairs.
"Did you have a good time, too?" Lance turned to Lyra.
Lyra's eyes widened in terror and hugged him tightly.
He can tell she was pretty traumatized.
"I am never, ever going to any wrestling events with her again!" Her shaky voice inquired.
Lance shifted his eyes, feeling guilty.
After all, he has forgotten to warn Lyra that Clair was a extremely dedicated wrestling fan.
End of Random Story 9
