It was late. That was all that processed through LeaMarie's mind when she glanced at the clock. So why was she awake? She sighed irritably; her stomach
was fairly howling in hunger. The howls were so loud it'd brought her out of a fantastic dream involving Matt (Digimon, season 2), some cool whip, and an awful lot
of satin and silk sheets...
Now, she stumbled around in the household kitchen, trying to find leftovers. "This is what I get for going to bed early and missing dinner..." she mumbled
irritably. "I bet Tiki was especially hungry and went and ate everything, too..."
"Not everything," Tiki said in a sleep-softened voice. "Why are you awake?"
"My stomach hates me," Lea pouted.
"Aw, honey..." Tiki gave her sister a comforting hug, or tried to. The pair practically fell asleep using each other as a pillow, but Lea's stomach gave a deafening
roar which snapped both of them back into consciousness.
"We could always shoot it."
Lea glared at Tiki to the best of her ability. "How about we shoot the remainder of your brain? All it does is tell your mouth to babble stupidly."
Tiki stuck her tongue out at Lea. "At least I've got some brains left that haven't been taken up entirely by BOYS!"
Both girls were almost fully awake now, and throwing themselves into another stupid verbal war, when S.C. tumbled in. Literally. He rolled a few feet, then
stopped, spread eagle on his back, snoring.
His older sisters stepped over to him, more out of curiosity than concern.
"Whaddaya think?" Lea asked.
"I'd say, he heard you get up, then heard me get up, and he came down to investigate, fell asleep just as he got to the door, and crash landed his way into the
kitchen."
"Okay. SC! WAKE UP!"
Tiki jumped back in shock, and SC's eyes flew open in surprise and he sat bolt upright.
"Huh?! Wha's goin' on? Why'm I down here?"
Lea looked at Tiki, and said, "Nix your theory, the stupid kid was sleep walking!"
"Apparently..."
SC sat still for a moment, gathering his bearings, then stated, "I'm hungry."
"Me too."
"Me three."
"Tiki, the only reason you came down was to see what I was doing!"
"Yeah, but now I'm hungry."
"You are a black hole for food."
"Not all food. I don't like fish."
"You still eat Tuna. And sushi, too."
"Not all sushi."
"Oh shut up and think of something to eat."
"We could make porkchops..."
Lea sweatdropped at the idea. "It's SO not the right time for that."
"Good point. We'd end up with flour all over the place."
"We'd end up with flour all over the place no matter when we were cooking. I'm concerned about falling asleep on the hotplate."
"Ohyeah..."
SC piped up, "why not just make peanut butter and helly sandwiches?"
"Helly?"
"Yes, helly, it's a new word that I just made up because I'm the guardian of the air and all it's forces and I demand a rematch and some new shoes..." SC hit the
floor again. Lea and Tiki sweatdropped.
"Maybe we should send him to bed instead of feed him, then he can eat in the morning," Lea suggested.
"How about we just leave him here on the floor, see if he remembers any of this in the morning?"
"Well... He doesn't have his alarm down here, he'll be upset if he sleeps past, like, 7:30."
"Are you kidding? He'll wake up anyway. It's an internal clock. He uses the alarm so he has something pleasant to listen to when he wakes up. Ever wonder
why it's tuned to classical stations?"
"Oh... That makes sense."
And so, the girls left their brother on the floor to sleep and occaisionally utter strange phrases...
"The CookBook of Simple Recipes For The Late Night Snacker," Tiki said, picking a book off of their shelf of cookbooks.
"When'd we get that?"
"I dunno. I only look every now and then."
"Hm... What's it say?"
"Well, we could make cocoa..."
"...If we want to be hyped up and awake for hours... I'd rather not, I was really enjoying that dream..."
"Oh? What was going on?"
"It was another Matt dream."
"Ooh, kinky..."
"ANYWAY," Lea continued, blushing faintly and giving Tiki a pointed look, "Let's think of something to eat..."
"I will destroy your evil powers with my Holy thumbtack and favorite minnow!" SC declared. Tiki and Lea looked at him, sweatdropping, glanced at each other,
shook their heads, then returned their attention to the cook book.
"My evil powers are none of his business," Tiki muttered, scanning over the recipes.
"No kidding. Why does he care?" Lea added, flipping the page.
Finally, both got annoyed. Lea slammed the book shut, and Tiki hurled it across the room, both sighing in annoyance, "This thing is useless!"
"Okay," Tiki said. "what haven't we thought of?"
"Well, I'm liking the sandwich idea... but I hate peanut butter!"
"What about... uhm... Fried egg?"
Lea considered the proposition, then said, "That sounds good..."
Tiki had already grabbed the frying pan and two eggs out of the fridge. Lea, meanwhile, launched herself in the direction of the bread, bumping StormChaser in
the process who imediately let out a yelp and cried, "Oh no! The greeting cards are gonna eat me!" Both sisters froze, looked at each other, and burst into giggles. This,
from SC, elicited a declaration of "Don't make me drown you in dustbunnies! AHAHAHA! Ooh, air freshener..."
The girls recovered, and Lea toasted the bread and applied a light layer of butter. Tiki fried the eggs without breaking the yolk, and cooked it just long enough to
make them a little crispy on the edges.
Lea poured tall glasses of milk for the two of them, and Tiki brought the sandwiches to the table.
"This makes me think of that weekend when you got the Digimon movie," Tiki said through a mouthful of egg sandwich.
"Yeah, I remember. That was fun!"
"Yeah... good times, good times..."
Lea snickered. "Baka."
"Bakana ushi."
"Bakana neko."
"Bakana usagi."
"Bakana... uh... I don't know any other words..."
"You are a stupid squirrel! Ahahaha, I squirt milk between my toes at your foolish tail!"
Tiki and Lea laughed, giving each other confused and concerned looks.
"I think he's a very active dreamer," Tiki said.
"Agreed. Wanna go test the warm water theory on him?"
"Nah. It'd make a mess on the kitchen floor."
"Not to mention what it'd do to those lovely lavender pyjamas...."
"Leave my Lavender garb alone, you evil sandwich! Ha! Take that! I'll stab you to death with my evil wheelbarrow!"
"TOO active of a dreamer. And apparently what we're saying is affecting his dreams..." Lea's eyes glowed with an evil light.
"Hey Tiki?"
"What?"
"Wanna mess with his head?"
"Yeah!"
Both bent down on either side of his head, and took turns whispering words.
"Pervert."
"Wine makes you a perverted chameleon! I laugh at your-"
"gluestick."
"-Gluestick like head! You make me want to-"
"Orgasm." Lea's eyes widened at Tiki, and covered her hands with her mouth trying not to laugh. Tiki was snickering just as hard, trying to supress any noises that
might make her brother wake up.
" -Scream with orgasmic delight!"
The girls were rolling on the floor now. Their brother was no stranger to the word "Orgasm", needless to say; he used it as often as he could without getting in
trouble, but it always sent his sisters flying into fits of laughter no matter what the context.
At that moment, SC stood up, and sleep walked his way back to his room, mumbling the whole time. "Stupid candles, have to light the way... Why can't the moles
do their job? Ooh, I smell Coca Cola!"
Tiki and Lea managed to pull themselves off the floor, finally.
"Time for bed, I suppose..." Tiki said.
"Yeah."
They walked up the stairs to their respective rooms, said good night, and closed the doors.
was fairly howling in hunger. The howls were so loud it'd brought her out of a fantastic dream involving Matt (Digimon, season 2), some cool whip, and an awful lot
of satin and silk sheets...
Now, she stumbled around in the household kitchen, trying to find leftovers. "This is what I get for going to bed early and missing dinner..." she mumbled
irritably. "I bet Tiki was especially hungry and went and ate everything, too..."
"Not everything," Tiki said in a sleep-softened voice. "Why are you awake?"
"My stomach hates me," Lea pouted.
"Aw, honey..." Tiki gave her sister a comforting hug, or tried to. The pair practically fell asleep using each other as a pillow, but Lea's stomach gave a deafening
roar which snapped both of them back into consciousness.
"We could always shoot it."
Lea glared at Tiki to the best of her ability. "How about we shoot the remainder of your brain? All it does is tell your mouth to babble stupidly."
Tiki stuck her tongue out at Lea. "At least I've got some brains left that haven't been taken up entirely by BOYS!"
Both girls were almost fully awake now, and throwing themselves into another stupid verbal war, when S.C. tumbled in. Literally. He rolled a few feet, then
stopped, spread eagle on his back, snoring.
His older sisters stepped over to him, more out of curiosity than concern.
"Whaddaya think?" Lea asked.
"I'd say, he heard you get up, then heard me get up, and he came down to investigate, fell asleep just as he got to the door, and crash landed his way into the
kitchen."
"Okay. SC! WAKE UP!"
Tiki jumped back in shock, and SC's eyes flew open in surprise and he sat bolt upright.
"Huh?! Wha's goin' on? Why'm I down here?"
Lea looked at Tiki, and said, "Nix your theory, the stupid kid was sleep walking!"
"Apparently..."
SC sat still for a moment, gathering his bearings, then stated, "I'm hungry."
"Me too."
"Me three."
"Tiki, the only reason you came down was to see what I was doing!"
"Yeah, but now I'm hungry."
"You are a black hole for food."
"Not all food. I don't like fish."
"You still eat Tuna. And sushi, too."
"Not all sushi."
"Oh shut up and think of something to eat."
"We could make porkchops..."
Lea sweatdropped at the idea. "It's SO not the right time for that."
"Good point. We'd end up with flour all over the place."
"We'd end up with flour all over the place no matter when we were cooking. I'm concerned about falling asleep on the hotplate."
"Ohyeah..."
SC piped up, "why not just make peanut butter and helly sandwiches?"
"Helly?"
"Yes, helly, it's a new word that I just made up because I'm the guardian of the air and all it's forces and I demand a rematch and some new shoes..." SC hit the
floor again. Lea and Tiki sweatdropped.
"Maybe we should send him to bed instead of feed him, then he can eat in the morning," Lea suggested.
"How about we just leave him here on the floor, see if he remembers any of this in the morning?"
"Well... He doesn't have his alarm down here, he'll be upset if he sleeps past, like, 7:30."
"Are you kidding? He'll wake up anyway. It's an internal clock. He uses the alarm so he has something pleasant to listen to when he wakes up. Ever wonder
why it's tuned to classical stations?"
"Oh... That makes sense."
And so, the girls left their brother on the floor to sleep and occaisionally utter strange phrases...
"The CookBook of Simple Recipes For The Late Night Snacker," Tiki said, picking a book off of their shelf of cookbooks.
"When'd we get that?"
"I dunno. I only look every now and then."
"Hm... What's it say?"
"Well, we could make cocoa..."
"...If we want to be hyped up and awake for hours... I'd rather not, I was really enjoying that dream..."
"Oh? What was going on?"
"It was another Matt dream."
"Ooh, kinky..."
"ANYWAY," Lea continued, blushing faintly and giving Tiki a pointed look, "Let's think of something to eat..."
"I will destroy your evil powers with my Holy thumbtack and favorite minnow!" SC declared. Tiki and Lea looked at him, sweatdropping, glanced at each other,
shook their heads, then returned their attention to the cook book.
"My evil powers are none of his business," Tiki muttered, scanning over the recipes.
"No kidding. Why does he care?" Lea added, flipping the page.
Finally, both got annoyed. Lea slammed the book shut, and Tiki hurled it across the room, both sighing in annoyance, "This thing is useless!"
"Okay," Tiki said. "what haven't we thought of?"
"Well, I'm liking the sandwich idea... but I hate peanut butter!"
"What about... uhm... Fried egg?"
Lea considered the proposition, then said, "That sounds good..."
Tiki had already grabbed the frying pan and two eggs out of the fridge. Lea, meanwhile, launched herself in the direction of the bread, bumping StormChaser in
the process who imediately let out a yelp and cried, "Oh no! The greeting cards are gonna eat me!" Both sisters froze, looked at each other, and burst into giggles. This,
from SC, elicited a declaration of "Don't make me drown you in dustbunnies! AHAHAHA! Ooh, air freshener..."
The girls recovered, and Lea toasted the bread and applied a light layer of butter. Tiki fried the eggs without breaking the yolk, and cooked it just long enough to
make them a little crispy on the edges.
Lea poured tall glasses of milk for the two of them, and Tiki brought the sandwiches to the table.
"This makes me think of that weekend when you got the Digimon movie," Tiki said through a mouthful of egg sandwich.
"Yeah, I remember. That was fun!"
"Yeah... good times, good times..."
Lea snickered. "Baka."
"Bakana ushi."
"Bakana neko."
"Bakana usagi."
"Bakana... uh... I don't know any other words..."
"You are a stupid squirrel! Ahahaha, I squirt milk between my toes at your foolish tail!"
Tiki and Lea laughed, giving each other confused and concerned looks.
"I think he's a very active dreamer," Tiki said.
"Agreed. Wanna go test the warm water theory on him?"
"Nah. It'd make a mess on the kitchen floor."
"Not to mention what it'd do to those lovely lavender pyjamas...."
"Leave my Lavender garb alone, you evil sandwich! Ha! Take that! I'll stab you to death with my evil wheelbarrow!"
"TOO active of a dreamer. And apparently what we're saying is affecting his dreams..." Lea's eyes glowed with an evil light.
"Hey Tiki?"
"What?"
"Wanna mess with his head?"
"Yeah!"
Both bent down on either side of his head, and took turns whispering words.
"Pervert."
"Wine makes you a perverted chameleon! I laugh at your-"
"gluestick."
"-Gluestick like head! You make me want to-"
"Orgasm." Lea's eyes widened at Tiki, and covered her hands with her mouth trying not to laugh. Tiki was snickering just as hard, trying to supress any noises that
might make her brother wake up.
" -Scream with orgasmic delight!"
The girls were rolling on the floor now. Their brother was no stranger to the word "Orgasm", needless to say; he used it as often as he could without getting in
trouble, but it always sent his sisters flying into fits of laughter no matter what the context.
At that moment, SC stood up, and sleep walked his way back to his room, mumbling the whole time. "Stupid candles, have to light the way... Why can't the moles
do their job? Ooh, I smell Coca Cola!"
Tiki and Lea managed to pull themselves off the floor, finally.
"Time for bed, I suppose..." Tiki said.
"Yeah."
They walked up the stairs to their respective rooms, said good night, and closed the doors.
