supboyyyyy93: Thanks! :) I like how you've noticed those similarities and differences because I'll be honest; I never noticed them while writing… XD But I always thought Angus would be a subject which could be easy for both of them to talk about, considering he pulled them into trouble way too many times lol. One thing that should be noted though is that Angus never really says he hates Jerry. He may be angry, but he never really says anything bad about him, nor is he so bitter about it like Bryony… ;)
This chapter is based on the episode 'Mime Your Own Business'.
I only own my OC's!
Uncle's voice was calling me from downstairs. Looking away from my book, I frowned but put it away. I ran down the stairs while still in my pyjamas.
Mother and Uncle Angus were in the living room, sitting on a couch. As soon as they heard footsteps, both of them looked up at me. "Why are you still in pyjamas?" Mother demanded with a frown. "Because I was reading my book." I retorted while folding my arms.
I have had it enough of her reprimanding bullshit for… The amount of time until she would be back from abroad. The point was I did not want to listen to her today. "Do not raise your voice at me…" Mother started angrily but thankfully never got to finish because Uncle jumped in between two of us.
"Ladies, please!" He exclaimed. I huffed and looked away from both of them. But no one else said a thing. "The reason we called you here was that Bryony has an important meeting with her colleagues tomorrow." Uncle said. "And that means?" I looked up expectantly. "It means that both she and I will be absent for a month."
I resisted the urge to groan in front of them. I hated when Uncle had to go with Mother as well… "You'd better stay with the girls during that time." My uncle then told me once my mother walked out of the room. I simply nodded, but I wasn't happy. "Do you really have to go with her?" I asked a bit bitterly.
"Lily…" Uncle sighed but looked me in the eyes. "I don't like leaving you all alone either, but Bryony needs help as well." I didn't say anything at those words. "But I'll be back soon." He then reminded with a smile before hugging me. "Besides, you won't be alone, you'll have girls to keep you company…"
Well, he was right about me not being alone… I still had Clover, Alex, Sam, Allison and J… Dad, I still had them to keep me company… I returned the hug slowly without saying anything. He then said how he had to start getting ready before running upstairs. I went upstairs as well, but because I had to get ready for school.
It's been two days since Dad was released from the hospital wing, and he was already back in his office. I wasn't able to see him since that day since Mother suddenly made me go to few meetings, claiming how she had to take me with her because her colleagues wanted to meet me. Therefore the girls informed me about what happened during those few days. I was happy he was finally out of there, but the girls and I thought he shouldn't have continued working so quickly, he still had to rest after all, which meant no overworking and physical activities… But, maybe he really had to work, with being the head of such a big organization…
It still felt a bit weird to actually be able to refer to someone with 'Dad', but I thought it'd be better, and I'd feel better if I did it. He was my father, so calling him by his name was quite weird all of a sudden. Besides, when talking to him, I didn't have to be so formal like with Mother, and it felt refreshing. Both of them were uptight, one couldn't deny that, but Mother was cold as well, she never showed any sign she cared apart from 'raising' me… Which was what made her so much different from Dad. I could be honest with him about almost everything, and that was something I couldn't do with Uncle Angus…
I dressed in a dark red short-sleeved shirt, knee-length jeans before I put on blue shoes with high heels. Now, if everything went by my plan, Mother wouldn't see me wearing heels… So I grabbed my bag before sneaking out of the house.
The bell rang, signaling the end of our chemistry lesson. Alex, Clover, Allison and the rest of the students walked out while wearing their white coats. I was cleaning up mess from my table when I saw Sam walking up to our Chemistry professor.
"Wow, I found your lesson to be quite interesting, Mister Roberts! May I clean those test tubes for you?" She asked enthusiastically. "Why thank you, Sam, it's wonderful to see a student so interested in chemistry!" Mister Roberts was quite surprised. Not that I could blame him, because half of our class hated chemistry, myself included.
That was when I could see Alex at the door of the classroom, this time without her white coat. "Sam, I guess you were serious when you said you'd hit up Mister Roberts for extra credit! Is it working?!" My eyes widened immediately. WHAT THE FUCK WAS SHE DOING?!
Looking up in horror, I could see Mister Roberts wasn't pleased at all while Sam smiled nervously. Excuse me, not being pleased was an understatement. He was pissed as fuck… "Good day…" I waved with a nervous smile before pulling Sam out of the classroom.
"What was that for?!" She fumed once we were in the hallway. But then, I could see Alex talking to Clover and some guy near the cupboards… Until Clover ran to two of us, pulling us into a toilet. "Alex just revealed to that guy I'm crushing on him!" She exclaimed in disbelief. "And she just told Mister Roberts about Sam trying to get extra credit…" I sighed.
"SHE'S THE WORST SECRET KEEPER EVER!" Clover and Sam shouted in unison, making me cover my ears because of their shouting.
"Way to totally blow it, Alex!" The blonde-haired girl glared at Alex once we were outside the school. "You're absolutely worst at keeping a secret!" Sam added, as angry as Clover. "What are you guys talking about?! I'm an expert at keeping secrets!"
I raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Like you were an expert when you told David how I thought he was naïve and stupid as fuck because he liked Mandy?!" I asked a bit angrily. David didn't want to even say 'hello' to me for a week until I convinced him Alex was saying bullshit… Even though I did say he was naïve and stupid as fuck… But I didn't want my friendship with him to be ruined because Alex couldn't keep secrets! That happened about a week ago…
"Or the time we had to cancel our party because you told neighbors about it?!" Sam reminded. That happened during summer holidays… We had everything ready at their villa but Alex practically told them about our plans so we had to cancel it… "Or the time you told my English teacher I downloaded my essay from the Internet?!" Clover was fuming. I didn't want to talk about that event…
Alex was looking at us surprised, and for a moment, I felt sorry for her for us being so mad. But then I remembered why we were mad in the first place. Because she couldn't keep fucking secrets!
"None of those were my fault; I can totally keep things to myself! I didn't tell Sam that Clover lost her favorite CD, did I?!" "Ain't that shit on a biscuit…" I drawled sarcastically in a Birmingham dialect (which was also Terrence and Sherry's accent). I didn't like that accent at all, but I felt the need to at least try to use it, because I had a feeling people with it sounded like vandals, and I wanted to try different accents… But thankfully I didn't speak like that, neither did Mother, Uncle or Dad.
Alex's eyes widened once she heard my words. "Oops…" She covered her mouth, realizing what she had just said. "Wait, you lost my CD?!" Sam demanded angrily. "I didn't really lose it, I just kind of rented it to this guy who…" Clover growled while glaring at Alex.
But then, I could see four baby trolleys passing just like that, without anyone pulling them. The girls ran so they could see the babies better while I followed them slowly. I had an idea what this was about, because no one would abandon trolleys with babies just like that… Suddenly, one of the trolleys sucked me in.
Soon after, I was falling through the tunnel along with the girls. I knew it, I fucking knew it! Letting out a yelp, I landed on the chair in the office, right on my butt.
"So, girls, how did you like babies from the WOOHP daycare?" Dad looked at us while folding his newspapers. "They were cute, but not so cuddly!" Clover said what all of us were thinking. He then put the newspapers away, and I could see he was wearing a different tie. It was a bit ugly in my opinion, but I kept my mouth shut.
"Hey, new tie, Jer? I love it! You always know exactly what to wear!" Sam then said. "Well, I once was runner-up in the most dapper man in Manchester contest…" "But Sam, didn't you say that Jerry's taste in clothes was hideous?" Alex suddenly reminded.
FUCK. Alex, why?! Clover, Sam and I looked up in horror to see Dad taking off the tie with a growl. Yes, he really growled… I couldn't help feeling a bit scared. Mother could be mad if she wanted to, but she never did that…
I looked at Alex with a glare. I swear to God, if she spilled one more secret… "So, Jer, what's up?" Clover then quickly asked, trying to brighten up the atmosphere. "Oh, yes. People in the entertainment industry are being attacked by a mysterious entity. Strangely, the attacks have only been on performers like singers, comedians, and magicians!"
That was weird… "Whoa, tough crowd!" Sam commented. "I want you to go there and investigate."
GLADIS then gave Press On Fingernail Dart to Sam, Low Gravity Gogo Boots to Clover, Net Throwing Mascara and Lipstick Microphone Camera to Alex, and Red Heat Throat Lozenge to me. "What is this thing?" I asked with a raised eyebrow because the machine had said it was a new item.
"Unfortunately, I'm not able to demonstrate. As soon as it comes in contact with salivary glands, it releases fire." "As if spitting fire?" Clover guessed. "Precisely. They're good for melting objects and clearing one's sinuses." I looked at the item in my hands for a moment. I hoped I wouldn't have to use it…
"Alex, we've got some really juicy gossip, but you can't tell anyone. You have to keep it a secret to regain our trust." Sam told her quietly. "Don't worry, it's safe with me, just tell me!" She responded ecstatically. The red-haired girl then whispered something to her.
I raised an eyebrow. "What did she tell her?" I asked Clover. "She said how GLADIS is in love with Jerry's photocopier." She whispered to me, making my eyes widen. Looking up at Dad who was observing us curiously, I did my best not to laugh at this little secret.
"Really?! That's even better than when Lily called the chemistry professor son of a bitch for giving her an F!" Alex suddenly said it loudly. I turned around to look at her in horror. "I never called anyone like that, Alex." I tried to wave it off because literally everyone was looking at me. "But Lily, didn't you call Jerry son of a bitch at least five times?"
I literally wanted to scream at those words, because they weren't true. I SWEAR TO GOD, I wanted to strangle Alex right there… Because when I looked at Dad, he was looking at me disapprovingly, while Sam and Clover were looking at Alex in horror.
Where the fuck did she get that idea from?! I never called Dad like that, it was just stupid... But then, my eyes widened for a moment. It was kind of true after all…
"Listen here you… You son of a…" I started threateningly while Doctor V was advancing on me. "Ah, ah, ah, watch your mouth girl."
"WHO GAVE YOU DRIVING LICENSE, YOU FUCKING, SON…" Clover covered my mouth before I could finish shouting. "Sorry, but I had to." She took hands off my mouth. "Not my fault the driver's a fucking idiot." I huffed.
"I know where you're going with this, and let me tell you something. I won't do it!" I growled at Alex and Sam. "Why?" Alex asked. "Because, I couldn't care less about that son o…" I started angrily but both of them covered my mouth. "You know you don't really mean what you're saying." Sam told me with a frown. "I mean it. I mean every single word." I glared at her.
I never said that insult completely… But I had no idea how the fuck Alex remembered every time that happened. That was way before I even knew about Dad… And I nearly said it once, but during the time I was upset with learning the truth…
"Let me at her…" I started threateningly and tried to run to Alex only to be stopped by Clover while Sam jumped in front of Alex. They pulled me out of the office so I didn't even have time to explain to Dad what exactly Alex was talking about…
"Most of the performers are being attacked in this area. The latest incident occurred in this club to a magician named Amazing Molotov. " Sam stated once we were inside a club called Magic Wanda, dressed in our suits.
That was when I could see someone sobbing while sitting on the stage. "Excuse me, are you the Amazing Molotov?" Sam asked the woman once we came a bit closer. She looked up, but… She was both dressed and had her face painted like a mime! "Um, what's with the outfit? You want the crowd laughing with you, not at you!" Clover pointed out after we had gasped.
But then, the woman pointed at her neck while trying to say something… Except that she couldn't say a thing… "You lost your voice?" I guessed. She nodded and quickly started showing something with… Punching, her hands lifted up, eyes wide, and then some weird hand gestures? Clover, Alex and Sam then guessed what the woman tried to say.
Apparently, they were unsuccessful because the woman looked at the floor in despair. "Maybe you could write it down?" I suggested. Sam grabbed a nearby paper and a pen before giving it to the woman. After writing something, she gave it to the red-haired girl.
"What does it say?" Alex asked curiously. "I'm not sure; her handwriting isn't that good…" She told us quietly. "Besides, it's in Russian!" "This isn't getting us anywhere!" The black-haired girl sighed. "Could you give me the paper?" I asked Sam who did so.
I looked at the woman's handwriting. Sam was right, it wasn't that good… But it was very similar to mine, and my handwriting was hideous! I spoke only English and French, but I always wanted to learn more languages, which was why I tried learning them on my own by reading books in the language they were originally written.
So far, I've had success only with French literature and poetry, but then I tried learning a bit of German with Kafka's works and Russian with Tolstoy's and Dostoyevsky's books… They were difficult to learn, but I wasn't going to give up. That way I could not only read books, but get to know what it was like reading them in their native language…
I knew some words in Russian, so I hoped I could understand at least something! "She wrote something about a… Mime?" I looked up at the woman who quickly nodded while showing that hand gesture again, as if she were touching an invisible wall. "Mime artist?" She nodded.
"You know Russian?" Clover asked in surprise. "A bit." I explained while looking at other words. "An accordion?" I looked up at the woman who nodded once again, once again showing the 'mime artist' gesture. "The mime had an accordion?" Sam guessed, making the woman grin.
Looking at the words once again, I could understand only one more. "Mute?" The poor woman nodded. "Gotta give you props for actually understanding something, but I still don't get what does a mime with an accordion have to do with her being mute." Clover sighed. I had to agree about that one… "It's so confusing…" Alex trailed off in disbelief.
"Do you happen to speak English by any chance?" I asked the woman sheepishly who shook her head. "Fuck." I sighed. That was when my X-Powder started ringing. "It must be Jerry." Clover presumed while I took the device out of my pocket, already thinking about a good apology for what Alex had blurted out…
I opened the X-Powder. "Girls, there's been reports of a suspicious figure prowling around the Concert Hall down the street!" Dad told us. "Jer, what do you know about GLA…" Alex suddenly started, making Clover, Sam and I give her glares. I've had it enough of her spilling people's secrets, she got me into this crap after all… Technically, my problem wasn't a secret, but she brought it up!
"Glasses!" Alex quickly corrected herself before backing away while saying 'never mind'. "We're on it!" Sam said before I closed the X-Powder.
A concert was in full swing once we managed to climb up the open roof. But we got right above the stage so we could observe the concert better. Clover took out the Lipstick Camera and activated it. But she used it to observe the singer on the stage…
I rolled my eyes in disbelief. "These pictures will look great in my locker!" She gushed. "We're supposed to be looking for a suspect, not starting up a fan club!" Sam reminded in annoyance. "Wait, I think I see him!" Alex was looking in an opposite direction.
Clover then pointed the camera in the opposite direction after getting another reprimand from Sam. "He's just a guy or a geek wanting to get his accordion signed…" She said as if she were bored. "But the woman said something about a mime artist with an accordion!" I reminded her with my eyes wide. "Well, the accordion is the only thing I can see; I can't even see his face!" She frowned.
Suddenly, Clover gasped. I could see a laser going towards the stage and hitting the singer. Suddenly, he was a mime! People started screaming in horror. The singer dropped his microphone… "Come on, our suspect is getting away!" Sam stood up.
We raced outside the hall. Looking on my right, I could see the man getting away. We started chasing him. Suddenly, the man turned around to face us and stopped. He started playing his accordion, and a laser came out!
We jumped out of the way to avoid it before he started firing again. I dodged another laser before we ran past poor workers who were hit by the laser too. Because there was a traffic jam, we started jumping on cars while still running after the man. "Sorry about that!" "Excuse us!" "My apologies!" "It's fine, now if you excuse us!" We were saying 'sorry' to people inside cars who apparently thought we were mental.
Once we were in the pedestrian zone again, the accordion man fired once more, only for us to dodge it without a problem. "Your aim is as bad as your music!" Clover shouted to him. "Is that the best you can do?!" I shouted as well while smirking.
But then, I could see a laser hit and engulfed me, making me yelp before… It disappeared. I was breathing heavily with hands on my knees before I heard Clover gasping. She covered her mouth in what seemed to be astonishment.
I opened her mouth, wanting to ask what the fuck this was about, but… No words came out of my mouth. Only some weird, gagging noises… Which was happened to Alex and Sam as well. I looked at them before I gasped too. They were mimes now! Which meant…
Looking down at myself, I could see my suit was black and white now… I tried to scream which came out as that gagging sound again. For freaking fuck's sake, why?!
"Wow… Fashion disaster of the century much?!" Clover commented. I looked at her with a glare. But Sam then noticed some white paint on the ground. "It must have come from Mister Accordion… I'll send it to WOOHP for analysis!" The blonde-haired girl told us.
Back in the office, Sam, Alex and I were sitting on the chair and trying to solve our 'problem'. I looked at my mirror before trying to put on some powder, or at least some decent lipstick… I looked hideous with my face painted white and that horrible red lipstick! And my eyebrows were thick as fuck because make up didn't seem to work. In fact, I looked even worse, like a fucking clown!
"Oh, don't worry, you guys look great!" I looked up at Clover while showing her the 'throat slit with my finger' gesture. She fucking wasn't helping! "In fact, it will probably start a new trend in school; everybody is going to be doing it in no time!" She ignored my gestures. Everybody doing it my arse… No one wanted to look like a freak!
That was when I could hear the door opening. "Well girls, I've got something that will help you…" The three of us turned around at hearing Dad's voice. But he gasped as soon as he saw us. "My goodness, what happened to you?!" He even backed away in shock.
Clover then cleared her throat. "Um, whatever happened, it's… Great! What a unique… Look! It's such stylish uniforms; a trend's just waiting to happen!" Dad finally managed to say something in hopes of 'comforting' us. Except that it was unsuccessful… It only made me feel even worse…
Sam pointed at her neck and made a few hand gestures while he was walking past us. "Sorry Sam, but I'm all out of crackers!" I face palmed at those words. I wanted my voice back so badly… People not understanding you was one of worst things ever…
"But here, try these devices, they'll help you communicate!" Dad offered us some devices which looked like they could be tied around one's wrist. "Just type into it and it will translate your text into words!" Sam took one of them, so did I. "Testing, one, two, three!" Sam's device said.
The girl gave Dad a thumbs up while I started typing in as well. "It works." My device stated. I looked up with a smile. But then, I could see Alex handing Clover a paper. "Alex says she hates the way the computer voice sounds, she'd rather use puppets to get her point across!"
Just as Clover read Alex's words, Alex suddenly grabbed Dad for his right leg, knocking him on the floor with a yelp. She then took off one of his shoes. "What on Earth are you doing?!" He demanded while she took a red and white sock off his foot. I swear to God, she was fucking crazy…
Alex took a pen before drawing two dots on the sock on her hand. Apparently she wanted to use it as a puppet… She was fucking crazy. She couldn't even talk without the computer device!
"Rather low-tech, but I suppose that could work too…" Dad finally said. "At least now she'll have a hard time telling people's secrets!" Sam pointed out. "Thankfully." I added, earning both of us a glare from Alex. I simply smirked back at her.
"I analyzed the white paint you'd sent in; it contains traces of DNA from a mime who goes by the name of Jazz Hands!" GLADIS then showed us the analysis in a test tube. "But why is he stealing people's voices?" Clover wondered aloud.
Sam stood up from the chair. "Let's find him and ask him!" She said. I looked at Alex who finished decorating what once used to be Dad's sock. It looked horrible…
"You're coming?" Clover asked me once she saw I wasn't making my way towards the exit like them. "Just give me few minutes." I typed to her and she nodded.
I walked towards Dad slowly while trying to think of the best way to say sorry. Except that this time I had no fucking idea… "What is it, Lily?" He finally looked at me. "About what Alex had said earlier, I wanted to say I'm sorry. It's kind of true, but it was before I even knew about you." The computer said what I had typed in.
I felt stupid for talking like this when I really couldn't, but I just wanted to get over this already. "I presumed it was something of that sort, so I'm not mad at you." I let out a sigh of relief.
"But you should be more careful if you're talking behind someone's back already. You could really hurt someone." Dad was most probably referring to the 'chemistry professor' insult. And it was the same with David… I simply nodded at those words before quickly hugging him. "Go, they're waiting for you." He told me after returning the hug.
I ran out the fastest I could.
We were walking past Santa Monica Beach. Apparently, Jazz Hands' address was somewhere around here. Clover then suggested using Hologram Projection Mood Ring to blend in with the other mimes, but… Sam and I looked like fucking clowns.
"At least we're not clowns!" Clover had to jinx it while coming out from behind the tree, dressed like someone from a circus. "Speak for yourself!" Sam said before she and I walked out as well. We looked goddamn awful… "But it works for you two!" Clover tried to assure us. "Works for us my arse." I typed those words with a glare. "Yeah, like whatever." Sam agreed with her eyes narrowed.
We were walking past other mimes while looking for the house, but I just wanted to get out of here… Suddenly, Sam put hand on Clover and my shoulder. "Where's Alex?"
Just as she said that, Alex was walking towards us with a monkey puppet on her left hand instead of the poor sock. Oh, fuck… "Okay, the socks were bad enough, this is ridiculous!" Clover face palmed. I had to agree with her…
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" The familiar voice quickly made me look to my right. And my jaw fell to the floor. Mandy was looking to us while clinging to Clover's crush! "See, Stuart? I told you they were losers, especially with such stupid costumes!" She told the guy.
My blood boiled at those words. I wanted to just get my hands on that bitch for mocking us… "What are you two doing together?!" Clover pointed at them in disbelief. "Oh, I owe it all to Alex; if she hadn't blabbed about your secret crush, I never would have stolen him away from you!" Mandy smiled in exult. I was surprised that guy even liked Mandy with her attitude… I guess similar people could be together, as those two were clearly stupid…
Clover growled at Alex who smiled sheepishly. She then started going towards Mandy and the guy threateningly with the fucking monkey still on her right hand. "What are you doing?! Stop Alex, you're like totally freaking us out!" Mandy screamed while backing away along with the guy.
"We mean you no harm!" Sam typed those words to no avail. "I always thought you guys were like freaks, but this takes the cake!" Mandy shouted. "Sorry Clover, I can never hang out with somebody who has such weird friends!" He pointed at Alex. They turned around to walk away…
And that was when I lost it. I wanted to prove to both of them how they were fucking idiots. Since I couldn't talk, only one thing could do the trick. I marched to them before touching both of them by their shoulders.
They turned around to look at me, and that was when I showed them middle fingers with the biggest glares I could muster. "Stop it Lily, you're crazy!" Mandy screamed and I showed her the middle finger again with a smirk. I made sure to show the guy as well before they made a run for it.
"Thanks, Alex, Lily!" Clover looked at us with a frown. Alex tried to say something with her monkey, except that… "No, you can't have gravel-colored ice-cream, we're here to find Jazz Hands' home!""Guys, over here!" Sam suddenly pointed at a house across us.
We entered the house through a ventilation system. It was filled with different-colored masks, posters of a mime who I presumed was Jazz Hands, and TV was even playing his performance! Except that public started throwing everything at the poor man.
"He's not very good!" Sam pointed out. "No wonder, an accordion-playing mime? Like, get a clue!" Clover agreed. Until Alex pointed at something. There were pictures of the woman we had found earlier, then the lead singer who had lost his voice… All of the pictures had the x sign on their mouth, so I guessed those were the victims…
"And it looks like he's got raging jealousy issues with other performers!" Clover was looking at the pictures. But then, Alex, Sam and I gasped. Jazz Hands entered the room with three henchmen! "What? What's going on?" Clover asked us perplexed just as one henchman came behind her.
Alex started waving frantically along with Sam. "You've always dreamed of being a window washer?" The blonde-haired girl tried to guess what they wanted to say. "Fucking turn around!" I typed those words. She turned around and gasped. "Jazz Hands?!"
"Too bad you couldn't just mime your own business!" Mime our own business? I unfortunately liked how that sounded… "Hey, I thought mimes weren't supposed to talk!" Clover shouted after running to us. She had a point… "Oh, that's just a misconception perpetuated by the mime hating media!" He retorted in a French accent.
Well, able to talk or not, I've had it enough of mimes for a lifetime! "In fact we're all allowed to talk off stage! Why would I ever telephone if I didn't talk? That would be ridiculous, as well as a total waste of money!"
I couldn't listen to that moron anymore… "Enough with the bullshit please." I pleaded. "Yeah, can we get on with this?" Sam agreed. Jazz Hands looked surprised for a moment until he put a hand in front of his face and put it down, revealing an angry expression.
"You can't talk to me like that; I'm the world's greatest mime!" He roared before starting to play his accordion. A laser came out of it, making the four of us jump out of the way. I landed in front of a sofa, just in time to hear the creep shouting something about us having to respect him.
He then fired at me so I quickly jumped up and kept rolling out of the way behind the sofa as he kept firing. But then, another henchman came to where I was. I made a run for it towards where the other girls were.
But then a gust of wind came out of the Jazz Hands' accordion! I closed my eyes and tried to go forward to no avail. The wind was too strong! Suddenly, something was throw at us and sent us flying against the wall… Until a picture behind fell down, right through us. Fuck, fuck and FUCK! "Okay, this is totally not cool!" Clover said what all of us were thinking.
"Being a mime isn't about being cool! It's about out-of-body movement, subtle gestures, non-verbal communication, something you'll come to understand…" I finally managed to free my right hand in order to show the man the middle finger. "Well, if you want to be rude…" Jazz Hands growled, making the girls send me glares.
But seriously, this was technically mime! I showed him the finger, and that basically told him to go fuck himself without using actual words! However, I understood why they were angry. I basically insulted him… But I had no regrets!
Jazz Hands then pressed another button. Four weird satellite-like dishes came out of the accordion before firing lasers around us and forming a cage! "Okay, anyone else feeling a little claustrophobic?!" I was… This was goddamn awful, not even ventilation system was this small!
"There's no point in struggling, you can't get out! Ingenious in its simplicity, the invisible box is harder than it looks!" "Why are you doing this?" Sam questioned. "I've been shunned by the Arts Community because they don't understand I'm genius, so I'm going to turn the entire world into a silent one! Then everyone will realize how difficult miming is, not just anyone can be a mime! It's a craft, a craft, I tell you!" What a psycho… Did that mean everyone had to lose their voices because of the idiot's misfortune?!
The moron walked out while laughing evilly. Suddenly, breathing became harder. It was practically as if we were suffocating… "I'm not sure how it was possible, but now I hate mimes even more!" Clover frowned. "I'm suffocating!" Sam told her. "We've got to get out of here before you run out of air!"
Sam then suggested rocking the box back and forth, which was exactly what we did. By rocking it back and forth, we sent the box tumbling with us inside right towards a window before breaking it. The box broke as soon as it collided with the ground, and we were free.
"Now we've got to stop Jazz Hands or everyone in the world will be wearing those same, hideous outfits!" Sam, Alex and I looked at Clover with frowns. She fucking wasn't helping at all… "Sorry!"
While we were running through the place, Alex suddenly pointed at the sky. I looked up to see what seemed to be… Jazz Hands' balloon?! After switching to our suits, we quickly flew up with Jetpacks. "Come on Sam, get that white-faced loser!" Clover told the girl who glared at her. I showed her the 'throat slit with finger' gesture angrily. "Sorry about that!" She apologized.
Just as we were near the balloon, Jazz Hands started firing at us from his accordion… Until he said sometimes about mimes 'being silent, but violent' before blowing us away with the gust of wind. We landed at the top of the balloon. It fucking hurt…
"APPRENTICE MIMES, ELIMINATE THEM!" Three henchmen started climbing up ladders right towards us. I quickly stepped on a hand of one of them, making him shout in pain before letting go. I then stepped on his other hand and he let go, falling right into a river below us.
But when the other two climbed up, Clover quickly fired Finger Nail Darts near their feet. It blew out one part of the balloon, sending two mimes right towards river. Clover then called GLADIS so someone could pick them up.
That was when Jazz Hands climbed up as well. "I won't let you 'talkies' ruin my plan!" "The show's over Jazz Hands!" Clover retorted. "Mimes never give up; we never stop bringing joy and pleasure to audiences everywhere!" 'More like pain and torture in this case.' I thought sarcastically but gasped and ducked just in time to avoid his laser.
While we were still dodging, Jazz Hands accidentally damaged one part of the balloon, so we were pretty much sliding down it. I wanted to scream so badly at this moment, but I just couldn't! I was barely holding for the part of the fucking balloon…
"This balloon is out of control!" Sam somehow managed to type those words. 'No shit.' I thought while Clover agreed by saying 'gee, never would have guessed'. "What's the matter, girls? Not enjoying my performance? How typical! Unfortunately, you won't be around for the encore!" I could see a bomb being thrown at us.
Suddenly, I wasn't holding for the balloon anymore. "HELP!" Sam typed it in while she and I were falling. I could even hear Clover screaming our names. My heart was beating so fast, and I was so scared… Screaming usually made it easier, but none of us could scream at the moment because of the fucking idiot…
Suddenly, a hand caught my wrist. Looking up, I could see Sam smiling at me while in the air with her Jetpack Backpack. "Thanks." I managed to type to her and she nodded before I activated my Jetpack as well.
We flew to the controls of the balloon. But we were so close to one building that Sam tried redirecting the balloon… Except that she was unsuccessful. "Red Heat Throat Lozenge." She suddenly typed to me. I looked at her perplexed. What the fuck was she…
"Use the Lozenge to blow the last part of the balloon and make it float up, away from the building!" I simply nodded before taking one of them and putting it in my mouth. Sam moved out of the way while I got in a lying position. I could already feel my throat burning…
Suddenly, fire came out of my mouth, and right towards the last part of the balloon. It started floating up, away from the building. I let out a sigh of relief while Clover and Alex came down with trapped Jazz Hands.
"There isn't a cell strong enough to hold me! Mimes are resilient! There's no way you'll stop me!" I narrowed my eyes while we were still sitting in the balloon. That idiot was trapped in his own box, but he just couldn't shut the fuck up! "Alex, can we get some quiet time?" Clover asked Alex who pressed a button on the accordion. The laser was fired at Jazz Hands, finally shutting him up.
"Thanks GLADIS, it's good to have my voice back!" Alex thanked GLADIS once we were back in the office. This time, we weren't fucking mimes anymore… And I was so happy I could talk again! "My thoughts exactly." I grinned.
"Luckily we were able to reverse the effects on everyone Jazz Hands attacked by careful manipulation of his accordion!" The machine explained. "GLADIS, I have to know.. Did you ask out Jerry's photocopier yet?!"
My eyes widened. Oh, FUCK… "What are you talking about?" GLADIS was trying to play dumb. Sam, Clover and I were looking at Alex angrily. Not even a minute passed, and she said another secret… "Everyone knows that you have a crush on Jerry's photocopier and you don't want Jerry to know! I think it's really cute…"
GLADIS tried to get away as much as she could while Dad was blinking at her in what seemed to be astonishment. I looked at Alex with a glare. "That was supposed to be a secret!" I growled. "That's it," Clover started. "You leave us no choice." Sam finished.
Clover grabbed the accordion and used it to turn Alex into a mime again. Except that she wasn't happy about it… She started waving with her hands at us with her monkey doll still on her left hand. I couldn't help laughing, neither could the girls. Seeing her so pissed was way too funny…
"My photocopier?!" I could hear Dad asking in disbelief. "Oh please, there's no time for inter-office romances!"
Well, this is my last update in 2018. I hope you liked it. Happy New Year and see you in 2019! :)
