Author's Note:
RP#1: *Setting up a stink bomb* Months! Its been months since the last chapter! Not only am i getting revenge for taking sooo long to write this chapter but also for that time they all left me alone! With this bomb, i will get my revenge! Mwahahaha
*In walks RayRay*
RayRay: do you know where me can find... a pony me think its called? Claira said she wants me to find her a pink pony. And not to come back till me do.
RP#1: *looks at him like he grew a second head* RayRay... you do know that theres no such thing as a-mmmfhp
Claira: *clamping RP#1s mouth shut* dragon! she was gonna say dragon! right random?
RP#1: right!
Claira: *watches as RayRay flies off to find her pink pony* Phew! that was close. Okay everyone, we are really really really Sorry for taking so long to update! like-
Britt: megally, totally. completely, a thousand times sorry!
Claira: *had a heart attack* whered you come from!
Britt: just got back from shopping. we have renovating to do remember?
Claira and Britt: Love u all! Please enjoy! and remember, we own nothing!
Claira: cept ourselves
Britt: and that obnoxious flying freak... er i mean RayRay...
*boom*
Everyone: EWWWWW! whats that smell!
RP#1: oops... bye! *vanishes*
Chapter 12: Master Plan
Claira's POV
She had to be kidding. This was the most stupidest idea in the world... she's genious. He'll remember us for the rest of his eternal life. Bring it on!
"You ready?" came Britt's voice from the other side of the pile of stuff we had made Pierce go and buy for us with the threat of never returning his hat... of course, he had no idea we had already shredded it.
"Yup! As ready as I'll ever be. You do realize we are gonna die after this right?" I stated matter of factly, trying to hide my excitement. Because really and truly, i didnt care if i was gonna die tonight. Reason one: This is gonna be the best day ever and two: It would mean nomore RayRay, Al, or Pierce ever again. Bring on the fun!
I gathered up as much as i could carry as Britt did the same and we made our way to our destination. Al's library. The same one we had ruined days ago when chasing down Raybunny. Al said that we have to renovate his library. But he never said how. I'm bubbling with so much excitement that its hard to obtain. I vaguely heard myself let out a woop of joy as Britt and i began organizing our assortment of items. I could hear Britt humming "Ive got a lovely bunch of coconuts..." from The Lion King.
Normal POV
The two girls pranced around the library talking about what they would put where, how they would do what, and who would do what. Neither girl had a care in the world as they set up on their tasks.
On Britt's side of the library we see Britt painting the library walls with a fresh batch of paint. Hot Pink Paint. The kind of paint you'd expect to find on the wall of a perfect princess' wall who simply adored cute things. Like pink. Bit of irony considering Britt hates the color pink with a passion.
On Claira's side, you can see her stringing up pretty pink blinds and curtains. Claira also hates pink. But this fact matters little to the girls because they only care of one thing at the moment: Messing with Al.
3 days later...
Britt's POV
It had taken all of three days, but we were finally finished. The library was lovely if i do say so myself. Still had that smell of fresh paint. We sent Pierce to get Al. Claira is practically bursting with excitement and nervousness. We are so gonna die today. But it was worth it. In the few minutes i had left i took a look around at our work.
Every wall was painted Hot Pink, the window panes painted light purple. The blinds and curtains were different shades of pink, like the color of various pigs stashed together in a pig sty. The shelves were all painted the same color as the window panes, so they popped out against the Bright Pink color that the walls were. They had replaced his drab carpets with colorful carpets that contained every shade of pink and purple in existance to give it the appearance of tiny specks lying everywhere you looked. They had taken down all the creepy, old tapestries and put up beautiful works of art... that consisted of magical unicorns, cute kittens, and adorable puppies. All the furniture in the room was covered in table cloths or sofa comforters of various hues of pink and purple. Lastly, their favorite renovation done was that they had taken a picture of themselves in front of their work and placed the photo above the fireplace.
We should join a decorating agency. Well, now thats all we can do is wait.
Claira and I took a seat on Al's favorite chair and waited for the unmistakeable sound of displaced air.
Al's POV
Three days ive waited, and three days ive regretted every minute of it, Those girls are up to something. I can feel it. Pierce's reluctance to tell me they were ready just proved it more. As i popped into the library, i expected to see my items rearranged, things missing, maybe even a few other changes. What i didnt expect was to see a full renovation of the place. I took one glance of the library and nearly lost it. My gaze turned to the two girls sitting on MY chair, which was covered in a purple comforter! Claira was sitting and switching between smiling and fiidgeting. Obviously she was both happy and nervous on what they had done. Glancing at Britt she was outright giggling. Seems she took great pleasure in their decorations.
My eyes narrowed on the two girls and i began moving towards them. Almost immediatly, Britt stopped giggling and Claira stopped smiling. I watched as Claira propelled herself over the chair to the other side to put distance between us. Britt stood up and faced me with a defiant smile, and Claira stared at me as if assessing my mood.
Right as i began to speak, Britt opened her loud mouth before me.
"You told us to renovate, you never gave us any rules or guidelines." Came her smug words.
Then Claira cut in, "You told us to complete the task by oursleves with no help..."
Then the girls began speaking one after another, finishing each others sentences.
Britt: "And so we did..."
Claira: "We painted the walls, the shelves, the window panes..."
Britt: "Did the carpets, wall decoration, curtains, furntiture..."
Claira: "We even picked the shelf back up..."
Britt: "And none of your precious books got hurt. Believe me..."
Claira: "It wasn't easy."
Both girls: "We did as you asked, you can't punish us for that."
The absurdity of these girls... to do this and think theyd get away with it from using logic like this. It made me want to laugh. I began chuckling, low and dangerous. I saw both girls glance at each other, as if they didnt know what to make of this.
Then i snapped my fingers, and the library was restored to its rightful order. Before these monster brats had ever stepped foot in it days ago. I watched as their jaws dropped and they looked at me in disbelief. Before either girl could say a word, i spoke in my calmest voice, which i knew scared them more then when i spoke in anger,
"I hope you enjoyed my leniency. Seems i have matters i must attend to, and i cannot trust either of you alone, i have no choice but to leave you in the hands of a sitter. I wouldnt try any of your tricks there, because Newt is no where as kind as i. I'll tell her to try not and kill you dears, but as you probably know, she's not all there. Pack your bags, you leave tomorrow morning!" and with that i jumped out of the room, not before i saw the sparks of fear flash in their eyes, and despair fall upon their faces. I do hope Newt keeps them alive, and able to use their brains somewhat. I dont need bumbling idiots around here. I have no choice really, i'm going to be tied up with my itchy witch the next few days and dont need the extra distraction.
Girls POV
Claira: "Did he just say what i think he said...?"
Britt: "'Fraid so... we gonna die..."
Author's note:
Britt-chann: NOT NEWT, PLEASE!
Claira: RAYRAY, dont let them take me!
RayRay (miles away): me heard my love yell for me, me must find this pony so me can return to her! What is a pony! And pink...?
Al: Stay tuned to next chapter or the girls die. Goodnight.