Chapter Eleven: Things Aren't As They Seem
That night they stopped at some run down motel called: The Motel.
That's a gay name. Meggie thought as they entered the room they had rented.
"How the hell are we going to fit four people in one bed?" Dustfinger asked, eyeing the one and only bed in the room.
"Well, you and Mo can sleep on the floor and me and Meggie sleep in the bed. It's big enough to fit both of us and give us enough room to put space between us. Like so it's not weird." Allie said sitting down on the lumpy and worn out mattress.
"Ha ha. I'm not sleeping on that skuzzy floor!" Dustfinger said as he saw a spider scurry across the floor.
"Well neither am I!" Allie said looking Dustfinger straight in the eye.
"Me and Meggie can sleep on the floor! You two can share the bed!" Mo said oblivious to the glare Meggie was giving him.
"NO!" Meggie shouted. The thought of Allie and Dustfinger in the same bed gave her nightmares. She had a very, very dirty mind. "I don't want to sleep on the floor." She said trying to cover up for her out burst.
"Then Allie and Dustfinger and Meggie can sleep in the bed. I'll sleep on the floor!" Mo said happy to volunteer to sleep on the floor. He still had a bit of a hang over.
"That's fine Mo,
but I'll sleep on the floor two." Dustfinger said. He didn't
mind sharing a bed with Allie, but with Allie and Meggie, not gonna
happen. (Hehe! Dustfinger's got a dirty mind!)
"All right
then! Lets get to sleep then! We need to leave early in the morning
if we want to get to this Elinor's house tomorrow!" Allie said in
a peppy/ sleepy voice. It was more sleepy than peppy though.
Meggie was just glad the whole debate about the sleeping arrangements was over, and that Allie and Dustfinger weren't going to be anywhere near each other. She nodded absentmindedly and climbed in the bed, crawling under the covers and reaching for the lamp. "Goodnight," she muttered, clicking it off.
"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Panicking, Meggie clicked the light back on again. Mo had screamed, and was now breathing heavily. "Meggie, don't do that!" he yelled. "I didn't even lay down yet. I couldn't see a darned thing." He settled down on the floor right next to Dustfinger.
Dustfinger pushed him away. "Don't sleep that close!" he snapped. "What the hell are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking that I am cold and I would enjoy some body warmth!" Mo yelled.
"Oh, if you want body warmth, Allie can supply you with that," Meggie said, glad that no one could see her smirk. Still, her words were cold enough without it. "I have an idea! How about, Mo comes in the bed with Allie, and I sleep on the floor with Dustfinger?"
"Well, you know, I'm not really feeling like spreading my body warmth tonight," Allie scowled. "Mo, do not get up and stay the hell away from the bed. Stay on the floor."
"Just get away from me," Dustfinger said harshly.
"Are you sure?" Mo asked flirtatiously.
"Dude, I'm not gay." Dustfinger glared at him, getting up and moving to the other side of the bed. "There. You're on that side, and I'm on this—holy shit, huge spider!" A second later, they heard a loud thump. Meggie looked over at Dustfinger, because—to her pleasure—he was sleeping on the floor next to her side of the bed.
"It's okay, I got it with the pillow," Dustfinger said, tossing the worn-out pillow across the room. "I'll use this one." He grabbed a spare one off the bed, which looked equally as torn. "Goodnight." He settled down to go to sleep. Meggie watched him.
"Um, Meggie," Allie said. "Lights."
"Oh! Right." Meggie snapped back to her senses and clicked off the lamp.
This time, luckily, Mo's frantic screams did not blow off their eardrums a mere second later. All was quiet.
Until, that is, five minutes later, when Allie discovered that the tingly thing brushing against her cheek was not by any means a piece of her hair.Then they were in for a bit more screaming.
"Oh my god! Get the damned spider off my face!" Allie said screaming. Meggie turned on the lamp and there on Allie's face was a HUGE spider. Meggie gasped and Mo screamed like a little girl.
"Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!" Allie said panicking now. Dustfinger was the only one brave enough to get it off of her face so he got up, walked over to her and brushed the spider off her face. It landed three inches away from Mo.
"AHH!! Kill it! Kill it! Somebody kill it!" Mo started to shriek like a little three-year old girl. Dustfinger just threw a pillow on it then Mo started to karate chop the pillow.
"A little violent Mo. Don't you think?" Meggie asked as Mo lifted the pillow to reveal a dead spider. When Meggie turned around she saw Dustfinger and Allie KISSING!! Gasp!
"What the hell are you two doing? I—" Meggie was cut off by Mo who said, "Keep it a PG-13 kiss! I can definitely see some more tongue then is necessary!" Mo said scolding the two. Allie blushed and Dustfinger glared at Mo. Meggie just sent Allie daggers. AKA, death glares.
"I thought we agreed—" Meggie started, before breaking off and shaking her head. "Oh, you know what, never mind! Whatever! You two can share the bed and make out all night and even do other things if you want to! See if I care!" Raging, she stormed out of the room and flopped down on the couch, which was very small and not recommended as a suitable sleeping place. She brightened at the thought of running away, but sulked back down to her dull stage when she realized that that wouldn't turn out to be such a bright idea.
Not surprisingly, no one came out of the room to comfort her. Well, she didn't expect them to. Allie and Dustfinger wouldn't care, and they were probably making out, and Mo was too dumb to try to comfort anyone. He was probably still shaking with fear from the spider experience. Meggie sat alone on the couch for about fifteen minutes before she heard Mo's girly scream and the sound of freaking Allie scream. What the hell? Meggie thought as she got off the couch. She slowly walked into the bedroom to see Mo, Allie, and Dustfinger all standing on the bed, screaming their heads off.
"What's wrong in—" Meggie was cut off by Mo screaming and pointing to the floor. All around the bed were mice, rats, and spiders. Meggie just looked at the floor then her eyes darted to Allie and Dustfinger. She was searching for any clues of them doing other things. But, Allie looked the same as she did when Meggie let and so did Dustfinger. That's a relief, Meggie thought as she stepped closer to the bed.
"Be careful Meggie! Those snakes are dangerous!" Mo shouted as he pointed to the floor, again.
"Mo, these 'snakes' are mice, rats, and spiders. There are no snakes." Meggie said as she looked at the floor. Then she screamed just realizing that she hated mice, rats, and spiders. "Move over!" she yelled, jumping onto the bed with Mo, Allie, and Dustfinger.
"What are we gonna do?" Allie wailed, her wide eyes flickering around the room. "They're everywhere!"
Mo started to cry.
"Oh, God, Mo!" Meggie hissed. "Get a hold of yourself! You're the adult here! Well, other than Dustfinger, and then Allie…" She shrugged. "You're the oldest, goshdarnit!"
Mo just bawled, ignoring Meggie.
Meggie rolled her eyes. "Dustfinger, you're the second oldest," she said. "And you're a guy. Guys are supposed to take care of things like this. You can't expect me and Allie to fight off all of these."
"And why do you expect me to?" Dustfinger shot back. "And Mo's a guy too."
Meggie snorted. "He can hardly account for one at this point." Allie nodded her agreement. "Come on, Dusteh, just get rid of them!"
"Don't call me that!" he told her. "And how the heck am I supposed to do that?"
"Just do something!" all three of them snapped, even Mo, who was still in tears.
Cursing, Dustfinger picked up a pillow and pegged it at the army of creatures. Squeals told them that he hit some rodents, while snaps of limb told them that he hit some spiders, as well.
"Yay!" Encouraged, Meggie snatched up a pillow of her own and joined the fray, actually leaping on her own pillow. Then she started screaming bloody murder when she realized that she had just entered the heart of the invaders' territory, with no weapon but the pillow underneath her. "Help! Help! Help!"
Allie stretched out an arm to Meggie, but she didn't reach. She leaned further out, and, to her dismay, she toppled over and fell straight onto the floor, amidst the critters. Swearing at the top of her lungs, Allie scrambled up the bed covers. Spiders stuck to her hair, and there was a rat clinging onto her leg. "Get them off! Get them off!" she yelled to no one in particular. Dustfinger swat at the spiders with another pillow.
"HELLO? Still stranded out here!" Meggie shrieked as spiders and rodents started to crawl all over her.
"Meggie grab my hand!" Mo shouted as he edged towards the edge of the bed. Mo reached out to Meggie and grabbed her hand. Mo tried to pull her onto the bed, but he wasn't strong enough.
"Help! I need help helping Meggie!" Mo shouted to no one in particular. Allie grabbed Mo's back and Dustfinger grabbed Allie's. With all three of the strength together, they managed to get Meggie back on the bed.
"That was sad," Meggie panted as she collapsed onto the bed. "Thanks and all, but still, it took all three of you to lift me onto the bed?"
"I think just me and Allie would've been enough," Mo said. "Dustfinger just wanted to grab Allie's waist."
Dustfinger blushed. Meggie and Allie both rolled their eyes.
"So, what are we going to do about this?" Allie asked nervously. "We can't just sit here. They'll be here all night."
Meggie took a deep breath. "We have to…" There was a dramatic pause. "Try to get out." Allie gasped.
"That's impossible! There're too many snakes!" Mo said as he pointed to the rodent and spider covered floor.
There was a long dramatic pause but then Meggie said, "I have an idea! We can put enough pillows from the bed to the door, then we hop on them and when we get to the last pillow, we will hopefully be at the door? Do you guys want to try it?"
"No! It won't work! We're all doomed!" Mo wailed as he put his head in a pillow.
"Mo! Snap out of it!" Meggie slapped Mo across the face.
"Ow!" Mo protested, rubbing his cheek. "That was not necessary, Maggie." He wagged a finger at her.
"Mo," Meggie said. "My name is Meggie. We went over this before."
He frowned. "Are you sure?"
"We don't have time for this!" Dustfinger snapped at him. "For heaven's sake, get a grip! This is the only plan we've got, so let's stick to it." He picked up the pillow Mo had just buried his face into and chucked it onto the floor. "Allie, hand me that one behind you." Allie obliged, and Dustfinger set that one down on the floor as well, after the first.
Meggie picked up another pillow and threw that one out as well. "We need that one," she said, pointing to the pillow she had been stranded on; it was almost invisible amidst the crawling creatures. "Who wants to get it? Not me!"
"I will," Allie said almost instantly. She edged over to the edge of the bed and lay on her stomach, stretching her arms out to the pillow. Meggie considered pushing her over, but decided against it. We're all in this together, she thought, and then gasped. No! No quoting cheesy High School Musical songs, Meggie! Bad! She mentally slapped herself.
In the meantime, Allie had miraculously reached the pillow and was able to get it to the bed and hand it to Dustfinger, who threw it on the floor with the others. Adding the last two pillows, they discovered that they just reached the door, with a few feet to spare. They could easily jump over that.
"Come on," Dustfinger ordered. "Allie, you go first." Allie moved in front of him and got off the bed, stepping on the pillows like steppingstones. She shrieked every time a spider or a rodent would leap out of the crowd, but there wasn't enough to completely cover the pillows. She got safely to the door, and Dustfinger followed. Mo went next, whimpering, and almost fell over twice. After he disappeared outside, it was Meggie's turn. Her heart thumping, she dismounted the bed and stepped gingerly onto the first pillow, now covered with critters. She screamed as a spider ventured up her leg and bolted for the door, no longer caring about going slow and steady. She rushed out of the room and continued her screaming until Allie brushed the spider off her leg and squashed it with a broom.
"Is everyone alright?" asked Mo, who had apparently gotten over his crazy phase again. When everyone nodded, he let out a breath of relief. "Let's get out of here; I don't know about you, but I am not planning on staying here for the night." He shuddered at the mere thought of the idea, and Meggie snickered.
"Well, where are we going to stay?" Allie asked worried. Meggie had to roll her eyes at that. Its just Allie's voice had such a fake tone to it.
"How about we spend the night in the van. We have three beds. Allie and Meggie can sleep in the bigger one and Dustfinger can sleep in another and I'll sleep in the last one." Mo said, sounding a bit of his old self back in his voice.
"Mo, I'll sleep in the passenger seat. I do not want to sleep next to that." Meggie said looking Allie up and down like she was a rodent. Allie gave her a glare, then smiled.
"Yea. I'll sleep better if I have my own bed." Allie said.
"No, Meggie, I'll sleep in the passenger seat. You can sleep in the bed." Mo insisted. Meggie nodded in agreement. All four of them stepped out of the motel room, shutting the door behind them. They all walked down the stairs and while Mo checked out early and returned the key, Meggie, Allie, and Dustfinger walked to the van. Meggie opened the door.
"Stupid Mo. He forgot to lock the door!" Meggie said irritated. Mo needed to grow up!
"Why did you open it, if you thought it was locked?" Allie returned smugly.
"Because I felt like it," Meggie growled back irritably. "I'm still pissed 'cause I have to sleep next to you, Allie. Remember that."
"And I'm still pissed because you didn't want to." Allie folded her arms across her chest and pouted girlishly.
Dustfinger looked at both of them, but before he could say anything, Mo had appeared behind them. "I'm back."
"Mo you dip shit you forgot to lock the car door!" Meggie screeched in his face.
"Oh silly me! I'll do better next time!" Mo said and giggled. Obviously he was in funny-weird mode again. Meggie groaned and rolled her eyes.
"Whatever." Meggie just stomped up the two little stairs of the van. She walked over the Mo's bed and then fell down on it, sleep not far behind.
