Sakura in Paris
Part Eighteen: House Care
Psycho: Umm! Yumm! Shrumpph!
Ameoba Boy: These burgers are really yummy!
Raye: A heck of a lot better than dry-wall, walking potatoes, dusty cheetos, and shoes!
(Everyone nods in agreement. Christopher's dad stares at everyone as his barbecue disappears.)
Christopher: Well, seeing as how everyone's together for the moment, why don't we play some games?
Blair Witch: I know! Hide and Seek in the woods!
(Everyone looks nervous.)
Christopher: Uhhh, no. I was thinking more along the lines like video games and cards.
Ameoba Boy: Yeah! That sounds like fun!
Psycho: Let's play strip poker! Hey, Chistopher's Dad, do you wanna play?
(Flutters eyelashes at the stunned guy.)
Dad: I think not.
Raye: I'm playing The Legend of Dragoon! I get first dibs!
(Everyone stampedes into the house, except for Sakura who's still eating a hamburger.)
Sakura: Yum! These are really good! You're a good cook, Mr. Christopher's Dad!
Dad (Blushes): Um, thanks!
{Disclaimer}
Let's do a toss-up!
Heads, Clamp owns Cardcaptors,
Tails, I do!
(Silence as coin flips)
Awwwww! No fair!
Heads!
Sakura stood, surveying the giant basement with her hands on her hips. She shook her head, tisking. "Nope! This won't do! We'll have to clean it from top to bottom!"
A dirt-streaked Li, rumpled Ranea, and thoroughly burnt and blackened Kero groaned.
Li had already cleaned out the shed, stepping onto a rusty rake and having a giant flower pot fall on his head simultaneously, and was not looking forward to cleaning the one area of the house that should be labled, "Condemned".
Ranea had been washing clothes with the a veritable army of maids, along with the curtains, drapes, towels, table cloths, sheets, and bed-covers. Her hands felt as though they would be permently wrinkled for all eternity.
Kero had tried to clean the main chimney in the kitchen, with disasterous results. First of all, he became wedged in between two loose bricks, then swallowed more than enough soot and ash to last a life-time, and then Cooky started the fire. Poor Kero had shot out the top of the chimney, screaming and crying, speeding into a large clothes-line full of sheets with a flaming tail, singeing several of them and throughly pissing Ranea off.
"Oh, come on! Cheer up! Think of how happy Grannie Marie will be when she comes home from the hospital and finds the place spotless from top to bottom?"
"Chere`, why don't you do some work?" Ranea asked wearily.
Sakura grinned and pointed down at her bandaged ankle and crutch. "Sorry! I can't on doctor's orders!"
Everyone groaned as the way-too-hyper Sakura pushed mops, buckets, and dust rags into their sore arms.
That night at dinner:
Ranea fell asleep halfway through the first course, dropping her forehead into her bowl of clam chowder.
Li blinked and yawned up until the main course, when he promptly fell over, snoring, into his steak.
Upstairs, it sounded as though there was a thunderstorm and several explosions going on, most of them coming from Sakura's room, where Kero was sleeping in her sock drawer, blowing the drawers open and close with his snores.
Sakura grinned cheerfully as she finished the last of her meruingue pie and pushed her chair in.
"We only have a few more rooms to clean tomorrow, guys!"
Everyone groaned in their sleep as Sakura hobbled upstairs, an new spring in her step.
"Why is she doing this to us?" Li asked tonelessly the next morning. It was lunch time and Sakura had given everyone ten minutes to rest and relax. Li, Ranea, and Kero were in the Garden, sitting on the swing and trying to choke down their cold sandwhiches and pudding. Even Kero couldn't stomach their usually delicious food after such hard work.
"Chere` is worried over Madame` Marie. She is venting 'er worry out by forcing the rest of us through 'ell and beyond." Ranea said just as tonelessly, yawning widely.
Li sighed. "I suppose we'll just have to deal with it for now."
Kero watched uninterestedly as a column of giant ants carried away his sandwhich. "I don't know about you two, but I'm gonna keel over if this goes on much longer!"
Grannie Marie smiled as Jacque helped her up the spotless steps into the cleanly- shining house. "Why, the 'ouse is so clean!"
A row of half-asleep servants stood in the front hall to welcome the Madame` home, all of them yawning and blinking wearily. The only one not asleep was Sakura, who hobbled over excitedly to embrace her grandmother.
"I'm so glad you're home, Grannie Marie!" Sakura said.
Grannie grinned down at her granddaughter. "It's nice to see the 'ouse so clean, dear, but is everyone else okay?"
"Of course they are, Grannie!" Sakura said cheerfully. Everyone struggled to look fine, but failed miserably. A loud snore echoed through the room, and Ranea struggled to awake a dozing Li.
Grannie hid a smile. "I see!"
Raye: No! Nononononono! Don't die on me Gerad! I'm so close to the third level!
(Gerad dies and Raye screams angrily, throwing the controller away.)
Raye: I don't like this game anymore!
Christopher (Retriving the poor controller.): Oh, I don't know. It's pretty fun to me.
(Beats the entire game in five minutes.)
Christopher: See? Raye? Are you okay?
(Raye's eyes are blood-red and she's rising up slowly behind Christopher with clawed hands.)
Raye: DIE! YOU'RE NOT FUNNY! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THAT GOOD!
(Begins choking the poor guy.)
Ameoba Boy: That's a nice change.
Heaven: What is?
Ameoba Boy: For once, I'm not the one being choked by the Wicked Witch of the Wes-
(Begins gagging as Raye starts choking him.)
(Everyone else sighs as Ameoba Boy and Christopher go purple.)
Max (In a weary voice): On the count of three. One.....Two.....Three.
(Everyone heaves and pulls Raye off of Ameoba Boy and Christopher.)
Psycho: Remember your cholesterol, Raye.
Ameoba Boy (Hoarsely): Yeah...And those anger management classes...
Raye: One breathe in, two breathe out, three breathe in, four breathe out.......
Part Eighteen: House Care
Psycho: Umm! Yumm! Shrumpph!
Ameoba Boy: These burgers are really yummy!
Raye: A heck of a lot better than dry-wall, walking potatoes, dusty cheetos, and shoes!
(Everyone nods in agreement. Christopher's dad stares at everyone as his barbecue disappears.)
Christopher: Well, seeing as how everyone's together for the moment, why don't we play some games?
Blair Witch: I know! Hide and Seek in the woods!
(Everyone looks nervous.)
Christopher: Uhhh, no. I was thinking more along the lines like video games and cards.
Ameoba Boy: Yeah! That sounds like fun!
Psycho: Let's play strip poker! Hey, Chistopher's Dad, do you wanna play?
(Flutters eyelashes at the stunned guy.)
Dad: I think not.
Raye: I'm playing The Legend of Dragoon! I get first dibs!
(Everyone stampedes into the house, except for Sakura who's still eating a hamburger.)
Sakura: Yum! These are really good! You're a good cook, Mr. Christopher's Dad!
Dad (Blushes): Um, thanks!
{Disclaimer}
Let's do a toss-up!
Heads, Clamp owns Cardcaptors,
Tails, I do!
(Silence as coin flips)
Awwwww! No fair!
Heads!
Sakura stood, surveying the giant basement with her hands on her hips. She shook her head, tisking. "Nope! This won't do! We'll have to clean it from top to bottom!"
A dirt-streaked Li, rumpled Ranea, and thoroughly burnt and blackened Kero groaned.
Li had already cleaned out the shed, stepping onto a rusty rake and having a giant flower pot fall on his head simultaneously, and was not looking forward to cleaning the one area of the house that should be labled, "Condemned".
Ranea had been washing clothes with the a veritable army of maids, along with the curtains, drapes, towels, table cloths, sheets, and bed-covers. Her hands felt as though they would be permently wrinkled for all eternity.
Kero had tried to clean the main chimney in the kitchen, with disasterous results. First of all, he became wedged in between two loose bricks, then swallowed more than enough soot and ash to last a life-time, and then Cooky started the fire. Poor Kero had shot out the top of the chimney, screaming and crying, speeding into a large clothes-line full of sheets with a flaming tail, singeing several of them and throughly pissing Ranea off.
"Oh, come on! Cheer up! Think of how happy Grannie Marie will be when she comes home from the hospital and finds the place spotless from top to bottom?"
"Chere`, why don't you do some work?" Ranea asked wearily.
Sakura grinned and pointed down at her bandaged ankle and crutch. "Sorry! I can't on doctor's orders!"
Everyone groaned as the way-too-hyper Sakura pushed mops, buckets, and dust rags into their sore arms.
That night at dinner:
Ranea fell asleep halfway through the first course, dropping her forehead into her bowl of clam chowder.
Li blinked and yawned up until the main course, when he promptly fell over, snoring, into his steak.
Upstairs, it sounded as though there was a thunderstorm and several explosions going on, most of them coming from Sakura's room, where Kero was sleeping in her sock drawer, blowing the drawers open and close with his snores.
Sakura grinned cheerfully as she finished the last of her meruingue pie and pushed her chair in.
"We only have a few more rooms to clean tomorrow, guys!"
Everyone groaned in their sleep as Sakura hobbled upstairs, an new spring in her step.
"Why is she doing this to us?" Li asked tonelessly the next morning. It was lunch time and Sakura had given everyone ten minutes to rest and relax. Li, Ranea, and Kero were in the Garden, sitting on the swing and trying to choke down their cold sandwhiches and pudding. Even Kero couldn't stomach their usually delicious food after such hard work.
"Chere` is worried over Madame` Marie. She is venting 'er worry out by forcing the rest of us through 'ell and beyond." Ranea said just as tonelessly, yawning widely.
Li sighed. "I suppose we'll just have to deal with it for now."
Kero watched uninterestedly as a column of giant ants carried away his sandwhich. "I don't know about you two, but I'm gonna keel over if this goes on much longer!"
Grannie Marie smiled as Jacque helped her up the spotless steps into the cleanly- shining house. "Why, the 'ouse is so clean!"
A row of half-asleep servants stood in the front hall to welcome the Madame` home, all of them yawning and blinking wearily. The only one not asleep was Sakura, who hobbled over excitedly to embrace her grandmother.
"I'm so glad you're home, Grannie Marie!" Sakura said.
Grannie grinned down at her granddaughter. "It's nice to see the 'ouse so clean, dear, but is everyone else okay?"
"Of course they are, Grannie!" Sakura said cheerfully. Everyone struggled to look fine, but failed miserably. A loud snore echoed through the room, and Ranea struggled to awake a dozing Li.
Grannie hid a smile. "I see!"
Raye: No! Nononononono! Don't die on me Gerad! I'm so close to the third level!
(Gerad dies and Raye screams angrily, throwing the controller away.)
Raye: I don't like this game anymore!
Christopher (Retriving the poor controller.): Oh, I don't know. It's pretty fun to me.
(Beats the entire game in five minutes.)
Christopher: See? Raye? Are you okay?
(Raye's eyes are blood-red and she's rising up slowly behind Christopher with clawed hands.)
Raye: DIE! YOU'RE NOT FUNNY! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THAT GOOD!
(Begins choking the poor guy.)
Ameoba Boy: That's a nice change.
Heaven: What is?
Ameoba Boy: For once, I'm not the one being choked by the Wicked Witch of the Wes-
(Begins gagging as Raye starts choking him.)
(Everyone else sighs as Ameoba Boy and Christopher go purple.)
Max (In a weary voice): On the count of three. One.....Two.....Three.
(Everyone heaves and pulls Raye off of Ameoba Boy and Christopher.)
Psycho: Remember your cholesterol, Raye.
Ameoba Boy (Hoarsely): Yeah...And those anger management classes...
Raye: One breathe in, two breathe out, three breathe in, four breathe out.......