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Tabasco Sauce, etc.
To 2001!
Chapter 16
I threw my blanket aside and walked down the hall to the kitchen. Allen and Danny sat at the table. It seemed normal for a few minutes, but then I deciphered what they were whispering about.
"Yeah, she also wears these Cookie Monster pajamas and she has a Big Bird nightlight in her bathroom," Allen whispered. My face twisted in anguish as Danny giggled. I shook in fury, leaping at them, waving my fists like lethal weapons. The two shouted, trying to make me stop.
"Stop, stop!" Danny yelped. I came to my sense and let go of Allen's leg, which I was bending backwards and stopped stepping on Danny's back.
"What did he tell you?" I demanded of Danny. His face turned red before he began to speak.
"He said that, well, you used to have a shrine to a boy in your closet, you like to occasionally watch Pokemon (whatever that is) and you have a pet rock named Sprinkle," Danny concluded with a flourish. I grimaced. Those were some pretty intense things that very few people knew. "Wait, he told me that last night in your sleep, he said that you confessed every single person you liked, including-," I slapped a hand over his mouth.
"All right, that's enough. I'm sorry I overreacted. Lemme make you some breakfast!" I said, trying to suppress a grin that was trying to creep across my lips. I cooked up pancakes, bacon and poured cranberry juice. When no one was looking, I put salt in the pancake batter and Tabasco sauce into the cranberry juice, but only a teeny amount. When it was all finished, I called them in. They sat at the table and put their napkins in their laps. I served the food and drink without any expression. Danny shoveled some pancake into his mouth. Allen gulped some juice. It took an agonizing minute or so to get a reaction.
"HOLY-," Allen shouted, leaping up out of his chair. He dashed over to the sink. Meanwhile, Danny was blubbering. He too darted towards the sink. The two glugged water as fast as they could to rid the taste of salt and salsa from their mouths. In two minutes they sighed in relief.
"Don't be blabbing anymore secrets if you know what's good for you!" I bellowed, flopping into the living room. I threw myself onto the ground, just as the shrill chime of the phone rang out. I swore loudly and ran into the kitchen, where the two mischievous boys were playing Army men. I ripped the phone out of the holder.
"Hello?" I said calmly.
"Hey!" My cousin's voice chirped.
"Hey Mal!" I said.
"Do you and Allen and your Mom and Dad's friends want to spend the night here?"
"Sure!"
"Okay, we'll pick you up in about 2 and a half hours, okay?"
"Sure!" I said, excitedly. "Bye."
"Bye!"
"All right! Yes!" I shouted, throwing my fist into the air. "Allen!" I shouted down the hall. He stumbled down the hall, still trying to air out his flaming mouth where he had run after the hotness in his mouth had come back.
"What?" he said, openmouthed, trying to get the cool air to 'fix' his mouth that was scorched by the sauce. I grinned like a large-mouthed bass.
"We're going to see the cousins!" I said. He grinned even larger. The two of us looked as if we would latch onto a hook and start gulping worms.
"Oh, yay!" With that, I ushered him down the hall. Danny followed closely behind.
"Exactly where are we going, Skye?" he asked, still tired.
"Out to this little town in the middle of nowhere," I replied, fighting the urge to add 'sweetie' to the end. What was wrong with me? I found myself blushing even though I hadn't done anything. Yet. "Well, now we're going to pack," I said, and threw open the door to my parent's room.
Evelyn and Rafe lay in the bed, dressed still in their PJs. I screamed, as did Danny and we ran out through the door. I turned to him once we were safely out the door. His eyes were sort of welled up and he looked traumatized.
"Do you think they-." I didn't get to finish.
"Oh, don't say it!" Danny squeaked, still in a state of shock. I was blushing furiously.
"Well, I'll get Allen to wake them up," I said shakily. Soon Allen had his snare drum out and beat on it as he walked into our parent's room. Evelyn and Rafe woke up with a start, only to find the three of us watching them.
"What is it?" Rafe said groggily. "Are they attacking?" I scoffed.
"No, we're going to stay with our cousins for the night. They'll be here in about 2 and a half hours," I explained, avoiding their stares. I was feeling incredibly shy at that moment. I switched my attention to the closet and pulled out an assortment of clothes for them and slapped them into a small suitcase our parents kept in the closet.
At that point I hurried out of the room. The tension in there was pretty unbearable. Danny and I sat, unmoving and unspeaking as we blindly looked at the running TV set. I caught him glancing at me. I felt very sorry for him, but still. I had to remain neutral. We couldn't let them think that Skye Rocket was in love/like with the dashing, attractive…never mind…pilot who WOULD be dead if it wasn't for some fluke in the fabric of time! Ahem. Sorry.
I could only imagine what would happen in that small town soon…
To 2001!
Chapter 16
I threw my blanket aside and walked down the hall to the kitchen. Allen and Danny sat at the table. It seemed normal for a few minutes, but then I deciphered what they were whispering about.
"Yeah, she also wears these Cookie Monster pajamas and she has a Big Bird nightlight in her bathroom," Allen whispered. My face twisted in anguish as Danny giggled. I shook in fury, leaping at them, waving my fists like lethal weapons. The two shouted, trying to make me stop.
"Stop, stop!" Danny yelped. I came to my sense and let go of Allen's leg, which I was bending backwards and stopped stepping on Danny's back.
"What did he tell you?" I demanded of Danny. His face turned red before he began to speak.
"He said that, well, you used to have a shrine to a boy in your closet, you like to occasionally watch Pokemon (whatever that is) and you have a pet rock named Sprinkle," Danny concluded with a flourish. I grimaced. Those were some pretty intense things that very few people knew. "Wait, he told me that last night in your sleep, he said that you confessed every single person you liked, including-," I slapped a hand over his mouth.
"All right, that's enough. I'm sorry I overreacted. Lemme make you some breakfast!" I said, trying to suppress a grin that was trying to creep across my lips. I cooked up pancakes, bacon and poured cranberry juice. When no one was looking, I put salt in the pancake batter and Tabasco sauce into the cranberry juice, but only a teeny amount. When it was all finished, I called them in. They sat at the table and put their napkins in their laps. I served the food and drink without any expression. Danny shoveled some pancake into his mouth. Allen gulped some juice. It took an agonizing minute or so to get a reaction.
"HOLY-," Allen shouted, leaping up out of his chair. He dashed over to the sink. Meanwhile, Danny was blubbering. He too darted towards the sink. The two glugged water as fast as they could to rid the taste of salt and salsa from their mouths. In two minutes they sighed in relief.
"Don't be blabbing anymore secrets if you know what's good for you!" I bellowed, flopping into the living room. I threw myself onto the ground, just as the shrill chime of the phone rang out. I swore loudly and ran into the kitchen, where the two mischievous boys were playing Army men. I ripped the phone out of the holder.
"Hello?" I said calmly.
"Hey!" My cousin's voice chirped.
"Hey Mal!" I said.
"Do you and Allen and your Mom and Dad's friends want to spend the night here?"
"Sure!"
"Okay, we'll pick you up in about 2 and a half hours, okay?"
"Sure!" I said, excitedly. "Bye."
"Bye!"
"All right! Yes!" I shouted, throwing my fist into the air. "Allen!" I shouted down the hall. He stumbled down the hall, still trying to air out his flaming mouth where he had run after the hotness in his mouth had come back.
"What?" he said, openmouthed, trying to get the cool air to 'fix' his mouth that was scorched by the sauce. I grinned like a large-mouthed bass.
"We're going to see the cousins!" I said. He grinned even larger. The two of us looked as if we would latch onto a hook and start gulping worms.
"Oh, yay!" With that, I ushered him down the hall. Danny followed closely behind.
"Exactly where are we going, Skye?" he asked, still tired.
"Out to this little town in the middle of nowhere," I replied, fighting the urge to add 'sweetie' to the end. What was wrong with me? I found myself blushing even though I hadn't done anything. Yet. "Well, now we're going to pack," I said, and threw open the door to my parent's room.
Evelyn and Rafe lay in the bed, dressed still in their PJs. I screamed, as did Danny and we ran out through the door. I turned to him once we were safely out the door. His eyes were sort of welled up and he looked traumatized.
"Do you think they-." I didn't get to finish.
"Oh, don't say it!" Danny squeaked, still in a state of shock. I was blushing furiously.
"Well, I'll get Allen to wake them up," I said shakily. Soon Allen had his snare drum out and beat on it as he walked into our parent's room. Evelyn and Rafe woke up with a start, only to find the three of us watching them.
"What is it?" Rafe said groggily. "Are they attacking?" I scoffed.
"No, we're going to stay with our cousins for the night. They'll be here in about 2 and a half hours," I explained, avoiding their stares. I was feeling incredibly shy at that moment. I switched my attention to the closet and pulled out an assortment of clothes for them and slapped them into a small suitcase our parents kept in the closet.
At that point I hurried out of the room. The tension in there was pretty unbearable. Danny and I sat, unmoving and unspeaking as we blindly looked at the running TV set. I caught him glancing at me. I felt very sorry for him, but still. I had to remain neutral. We couldn't let them think that Skye Rocket was in love/like with the dashing, attractive…never mind…pilot who WOULD be dead if it wasn't for some fluke in the fabric of time! Ahem. Sorry.
I could only imagine what would happen in that small town soon…