Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING, REALLY!
A/N: Hey people, am I on a roll today or what? Rock on, me! [blushes] Okay, I realize that this story is now FIFTEEN chapters long! Yeah! Ahem. Hey, I got to use my favorite word in this chapter: flailing. Well, maybe it's just a word that I like. Who cares, I got to use flailing! Ahem, again.
To 2001!
Chapter 15 (!!!!)
I stuck my nose into the air.
"Do you smell that?" I asked, getting blank looks in exchange. Allen shrugged.
"It smells kind of like-," he began.
"Smoke!" I shouted.
We all leapt off of the carpet and rushed into the kitchen, where smoke was filling the room, like a thick fog. My eyes bulged out of my head and I flailed my arms like an insane person. Evelyn was screaming her head off, Rafe was frozen, Danny looked like the situation was humorous to him for some reason, and Allen was bustling around the room, trying to help.
Finally, he managed to react. He walked over to the microwave and ripped the door open, but that really didn't help, it just rewarded us with more smoke and the smell of charred pizza, and flames were flickering on top of the Italian food. The flames licked at the inside of the microwave, and again, time stopped and everybody froze.
Rafe grabbed a plastic cup and turned the water on, his hands shaking the whole time. It seemed like the cup took an eternity to finish filling up, but eventually, the red plastic cup brimmed with water. He sighed with relief and hurried over to the flaming microwave oven of doom and dumped the water on top of the amazing fire pizza.
The death of the flame came as a relief and the water made a hissing sound as it extinguished the fire pizza. Smoke was pouring out of the miniature oven, rapidly filling the room. I sighed happily, since there was no longer an inferno (well, not exactly) raging in the box-shaped cooker.
In silence I trudged over to the kitchen window and pried it open, eager to get the foul smoke out. It was not only somewhat murky in the room, but the smell was awful and it was excruciatingly hot in the room.
In ten minutes the windows in the house were open and slowly but much to our relief, it was leaving. It was a miracle that the smoke alarm was silent, for once. Maybe we needed some new batteries. I sighed unhappily.
"Who wants to go with me to get some stuff?"
*********
Rafe had eagerly volunteered to go with me to buy candles, incense and room spray, not to mention get some Chinese take-out. So now we were at Dillon's buying candles. Rafe saw a plain white candle and picked it up, sniffing it.
"Rafe?" I said, amused. He looked at me. "Look at the label on the side of that."
"Unscented," he observed. I stared at him, and his face twisted in recognition. "Ooooh!" He put it down and put a lilac candle in the cart. I picked up a large packet of incense and smiled happily, plunking them into the cart. We seized some vanilla and blueberry and cinnamon and apple candles and put them in the cart. Then we got some "Mountain Mist" room spray and "Powder Fresh" also.
Note to anyone who needs advice: when your whole family unit is hungry, go to the grocery store by yourself! Rafe dragged me to the cookie aisle and after he nagged at me for several minutes, I picked up Oreos and Chips Ahoy and put them in the cart.
We paid and left, and then it was time to ride up to Golden Palace to get our food.
"Hello, do you need a table?" the waitress asked when we entered the restaurant.
"Uh, no, we need our take out," I explained. She smiled and then returned with a pair of huge bags for us.
"We included dessert in there, since business has been slow," she said. I smiled, and Rafe thanked her and took the food while I paid.
When we got outside, Rafe was supposed to carry the takeout. I shook my head.
"No WAY," I said. "Dinner has already been messed up, and I've done this before, so I'll carry them, and you can carry the one with the candles in it." This arrangement seemed to work out for him and he accepted the bag of groceries.
But when we got home, there was a disaster scene waiting. Allen had roped Evelyn and Danny into playing "This Is a Stick-Up," his favorite game, using the Monopoly money. Evelyn was the cop, and Allen and Danny were the bank robbers, jumping up and down on the couch, screaming. And Evelyn was screaming about how she was going to arrest them, all the while shooting a dart gun at the two.
As soon as I opened the door my jaw dropped.
"What in the-," I asked in disbelief.
"Oh, it's Skye..." Allen's voice trailed off. But my eyes adjusted to the scene of chaos before me.
"You guys! Clean this up!" I barked angrily. They reluctantly stepped off of the sofa, and Evelyn picked up the darts, all in silence. They put the money back in with the game and put it back into the closet.
Most of the smoke had left the house through the windows but the disgusting smell was still in the air. Rafe took of the bottle of room spray and sprayed it into the air as I ran up the stairs to the kitchen and sat the Chinese food on the counter.
"Who wants dinner?" I asked, causing a stampede. Evelyn grabbed some noodles and an egg roll, while I took the container of rice and some duck sauce into the living room. Everyone soon followed and I turned on the TV set where a man was explaining how to safely babysit.
"Now, you really don't want to cook anything while caring for children," he said stupidly. I screamed. It was a sign, I just knew it. After we were all done eating, I brought in the cookies and the Chinese desserts, which turned out to be oranges with cherries on them and sat them on the coffee table.
We all stuffed ourselves, all the while watching cartoons. I smiled, but it disappeared, since I knew that somehow, tomorrow something else would go wrong.
*****
Okay, I'll get right to work on the 16th chapter!
A/N: Hey people, am I on a roll today or what? Rock on, me! [blushes] Okay, I realize that this story is now FIFTEEN chapters long! Yeah! Ahem. Hey, I got to use my favorite word in this chapter: flailing. Well, maybe it's just a word that I like. Who cares, I got to use flailing! Ahem, again.
To 2001!
Chapter 15 (!!!!)
I stuck my nose into the air.
"Do you smell that?" I asked, getting blank looks in exchange. Allen shrugged.
"It smells kind of like-," he began.
"Smoke!" I shouted.
We all leapt off of the carpet and rushed into the kitchen, where smoke was filling the room, like a thick fog. My eyes bulged out of my head and I flailed my arms like an insane person. Evelyn was screaming her head off, Rafe was frozen, Danny looked like the situation was humorous to him for some reason, and Allen was bustling around the room, trying to help.
Finally, he managed to react. He walked over to the microwave and ripped the door open, but that really didn't help, it just rewarded us with more smoke and the smell of charred pizza, and flames were flickering on top of the Italian food. The flames licked at the inside of the microwave, and again, time stopped and everybody froze.
Rafe grabbed a plastic cup and turned the water on, his hands shaking the whole time. It seemed like the cup took an eternity to finish filling up, but eventually, the red plastic cup brimmed with water. He sighed with relief and hurried over to the flaming microwave oven of doom and dumped the water on top of the amazing fire pizza.
The death of the flame came as a relief and the water made a hissing sound as it extinguished the fire pizza. Smoke was pouring out of the miniature oven, rapidly filling the room. I sighed happily, since there was no longer an inferno (well, not exactly) raging in the box-shaped cooker.
In silence I trudged over to the kitchen window and pried it open, eager to get the foul smoke out. It was not only somewhat murky in the room, but the smell was awful and it was excruciatingly hot in the room.
In ten minutes the windows in the house were open and slowly but much to our relief, it was leaving. It was a miracle that the smoke alarm was silent, for once. Maybe we needed some new batteries. I sighed unhappily.
"Who wants to go with me to get some stuff?"
*********
Rafe had eagerly volunteered to go with me to buy candles, incense and room spray, not to mention get some Chinese take-out. So now we were at Dillon's buying candles. Rafe saw a plain white candle and picked it up, sniffing it.
"Rafe?" I said, amused. He looked at me. "Look at the label on the side of that."
"Unscented," he observed. I stared at him, and his face twisted in recognition. "Ooooh!" He put it down and put a lilac candle in the cart. I picked up a large packet of incense and smiled happily, plunking them into the cart. We seized some vanilla and blueberry and cinnamon and apple candles and put them in the cart. Then we got some "Mountain Mist" room spray and "Powder Fresh" also.
Note to anyone who needs advice: when your whole family unit is hungry, go to the grocery store by yourself! Rafe dragged me to the cookie aisle and after he nagged at me for several minutes, I picked up Oreos and Chips Ahoy and put them in the cart.
We paid and left, and then it was time to ride up to Golden Palace to get our food.
"Hello, do you need a table?" the waitress asked when we entered the restaurant.
"Uh, no, we need our take out," I explained. She smiled and then returned with a pair of huge bags for us.
"We included dessert in there, since business has been slow," she said. I smiled, and Rafe thanked her and took the food while I paid.
When we got outside, Rafe was supposed to carry the takeout. I shook my head.
"No WAY," I said. "Dinner has already been messed up, and I've done this before, so I'll carry them, and you can carry the one with the candles in it." This arrangement seemed to work out for him and he accepted the bag of groceries.
But when we got home, there was a disaster scene waiting. Allen had roped Evelyn and Danny into playing "This Is a Stick-Up," his favorite game, using the Monopoly money. Evelyn was the cop, and Allen and Danny were the bank robbers, jumping up and down on the couch, screaming. And Evelyn was screaming about how she was going to arrest them, all the while shooting a dart gun at the two.
As soon as I opened the door my jaw dropped.
"What in the-," I asked in disbelief.
"Oh, it's Skye..." Allen's voice trailed off. But my eyes adjusted to the scene of chaos before me.
"You guys! Clean this up!" I barked angrily. They reluctantly stepped off of the sofa, and Evelyn picked up the darts, all in silence. They put the money back in with the game and put it back into the closet.
Most of the smoke had left the house through the windows but the disgusting smell was still in the air. Rafe took of the bottle of room spray and sprayed it into the air as I ran up the stairs to the kitchen and sat the Chinese food on the counter.
"Who wants dinner?" I asked, causing a stampede. Evelyn grabbed some noodles and an egg roll, while I took the container of rice and some duck sauce into the living room. Everyone soon followed and I turned on the TV set where a man was explaining how to safely babysit.
"Now, you really don't want to cook anything while caring for children," he said stupidly. I screamed. It was a sign, I just knew it. After we were all done eating, I brought in the cookies and the Chinese desserts, which turned out to be oranges with cherries on them and sat them on the coffee table.
We all stuffed ourselves, all the while watching cartoons. I smiled, but it disappeared, since I knew that somehow, tomorrow something else would go wrong.
*****
Okay, I'll get right to work on the 16th chapter!