A/N: Well, I've been getting a good number of reviews. To all of you who reviewed- THANX!! I really appreciate it. You're making me happy when I'm really sad now. I just finished middle school and so many of my friends are moving away. Well, keep reviewing and make me smile!! (Yes, I just had sugar, just to let you know.)
***THE PARENT TRAP: DIGITAL VERSION***
~CHAPTER 6: AND IT ALL GOES DOWNHILL FROM NOW...~
"Misa, I have something important to tell you…"
Miyame, who had been extremely happy for the last couple days, looked up, curious. "What is it, Dad?" She had fallen into the habit of calling him Dad instead of Father, like she was brought up to say.
"Misa… I… I have decided to…"
A loud, almost obnoxious sounding honking interrupted him. Miyame whirled around to see a fancy, expensive car careen into the driveway. The colors were loud and flashy, and so was the woman that kicked the door open and stepped out.
"Yamato, darling!"
Miyame almost scowled, but managed to keep a blank expression. The woman had platinum blonde hair that was obviously dyed ('Even Taichi could have done it better!') and an odious aura with extremely unfashionable clothes ('Mother could teach her a thing or two!').
However, though those thoughts passed through her mind, she kept her mouth tightly shut and stared disdainfully at the woman, thoughts that weren't very nice passing through her mind.
She smiled, and Miyame nearly choked at how repulsive and fake it was. "Yamato!" she repeated.
She leaned over, taking her father's head into her hands and kissed him.
Miyame turned, shocked. How dare she! She tried to bottle up her anger, and when she thought it was satisfactorily done, turned back around and looked pointedly at the nasty red the lady's fingernails were painted, the smeared lipstick at the corners of her mouth, the over done blush, and the heavy mascara…
'Mother never wears that much makeup,' she told herself soothingly. 'She likes the natural look, and she's beautiful just the same.'
The lady pulled away, but kept her arms around Yamato's neck.
He smiled at her. "Misa…"
She looked up. "Yes, Dad?"
"This is Jun Motomiya. She…"
Miyame's mouth shrank into a thin line. Motomiya… where had she heard that name before? She knew she had heard it, but she just didn't know where… but she knew one thing… it hadn't been good.
She focused back on her father as he said, "Misa, Jun and I, we're…"
She looked at Jun, and saw a nasty smirk playing about on her lips.
"Jun and I are engaged."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Misaki laughed as Mimi attempted to teach Taichi how to dance in the ballroom.
"No, no, Taichi, you don't understand… left foot first… no no!"
Tai sighed unhappily. "Come on, Meems, I hate this…"
"So do I. But you have to learn."
"I know." He leaned back and his eye fell on Misaki, who was trying to keep her giggles stifled, but wasn't succeeding. "Think it's funny, do you?"
Her mother gave up. "I'm going to bed, Taichi. You can teach yourself how to dance."
"But Mimi…" he began to whine.
Mimi winked, and gracefully withdrew from the room.
Taichi muttered under his breath, and Misaki had a sneaking suspicion that it was "Prima donna."
He yawned and began to leave. "I'm going to sleep, ok Miya?"
"Yes, Tai." She watched as he left the room.
Misaki, extremely happy, wandered out of the ballroom and waltzed into the hallway.
RING! RING!
Misaki jumped, but answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Is that you, Misaki?"
She sighed. "Oh. It's you, Miyame."
"Listen, we've got to switch back, and quickly."
At those words, Misaki's lower lip stuck out in a pout. "But that's not fair! I want to spend more time with Mother!"
Miyame sounded stressed. "You don't know how much I want to stay with Dad, but something's come up… something bad…"
"What?"
"He's engaged."
"WHAT?"
"Ssh! I know it's at night over there. Don't wake Taichi!"
Misaki was slightly quieter. "What?"
"He and this Jun woman are engaged."
"Jun? Of all people! Jun?"
"I know. My sentiments exactly. We have to switch back as soon as we can."
"I know, but how?"
Miyame suddenly groaned. "How could I have forgotten?"
"What?"
In an annoyed voice, she asked, "Taichi, if you're on the phone, you better speak up now!"
Moments later, Misaki gasped as she heard, "Or what, Miyame?"
Miyame sighed. "I forgot to tell you, Misaki, that Taichi always listens to my phone conversations."
"Great, just great!" Misaki complained, hugging herself.
"Misaki?" Taichi asked, his voice sounding strangled.
Misaki heard her twin take a deep breath. "Taichi, the girl there is *not* me. It's Misaki. And I… I'm over at Dad's."
There was a distant thump.
Miyame sighed. "Well, talk to him. Call me back later, and we'll work something out."
TO BE CONTINUED...
A/N: Ooh! Drum roll please! And the next chapter is... I feel stupid; just click on the link to the next chapter. *.*
***THE PARENT TRAP: DIGITAL VERSION***
~CHAPTER 6: AND IT ALL GOES DOWNHILL FROM NOW...~
"Misa, I have something important to tell you…"
Miyame, who had been extremely happy for the last couple days, looked up, curious. "What is it, Dad?" She had fallen into the habit of calling him Dad instead of Father, like she was brought up to say.
"Misa… I… I have decided to…"
A loud, almost obnoxious sounding honking interrupted him. Miyame whirled around to see a fancy, expensive car careen into the driveway. The colors were loud and flashy, and so was the woman that kicked the door open and stepped out.
"Yamato, darling!"
Miyame almost scowled, but managed to keep a blank expression. The woman had platinum blonde hair that was obviously dyed ('Even Taichi could have done it better!') and an odious aura with extremely unfashionable clothes ('Mother could teach her a thing or two!').
However, though those thoughts passed through her mind, she kept her mouth tightly shut and stared disdainfully at the woman, thoughts that weren't very nice passing through her mind.
She smiled, and Miyame nearly choked at how repulsive and fake it was. "Yamato!" she repeated.
She leaned over, taking her father's head into her hands and kissed him.
Miyame turned, shocked. How dare she! She tried to bottle up her anger, and when she thought it was satisfactorily done, turned back around and looked pointedly at the nasty red the lady's fingernails were painted, the smeared lipstick at the corners of her mouth, the over done blush, and the heavy mascara…
'Mother never wears that much makeup,' she told herself soothingly. 'She likes the natural look, and she's beautiful just the same.'
The lady pulled away, but kept her arms around Yamato's neck.
He smiled at her. "Misa…"
She looked up. "Yes, Dad?"
"This is Jun Motomiya. She…"
Miyame's mouth shrank into a thin line. Motomiya… where had she heard that name before? She knew she had heard it, but she just didn't know where… but she knew one thing… it hadn't been good.
She focused back on her father as he said, "Misa, Jun and I, we're…"
She looked at Jun, and saw a nasty smirk playing about on her lips.
"Jun and I are engaged."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Misaki laughed as Mimi attempted to teach Taichi how to dance in the ballroom.
"No, no, Taichi, you don't understand… left foot first… no no!"
Tai sighed unhappily. "Come on, Meems, I hate this…"
"So do I. But you have to learn."
"I know." He leaned back and his eye fell on Misaki, who was trying to keep her giggles stifled, but wasn't succeeding. "Think it's funny, do you?"
Her mother gave up. "I'm going to bed, Taichi. You can teach yourself how to dance."
"But Mimi…" he began to whine.
Mimi winked, and gracefully withdrew from the room.
Taichi muttered under his breath, and Misaki had a sneaking suspicion that it was "Prima donna."
He yawned and began to leave. "I'm going to sleep, ok Miya?"
"Yes, Tai." She watched as he left the room.
Misaki, extremely happy, wandered out of the ballroom and waltzed into the hallway.
RING! RING!
Misaki jumped, but answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Is that you, Misaki?"
She sighed. "Oh. It's you, Miyame."
"Listen, we've got to switch back, and quickly."
At those words, Misaki's lower lip stuck out in a pout. "But that's not fair! I want to spend more time with Mother!"
Miyame sounded stressed. "You don't know how much I want to stay with Dad, but something's come up… something bad…"
"What?"
"He's engaged."
"WHAT?"
"Ssh! I know it's at night over there. Don't wake Taichi!"
Misaki was slightly quieter. "What?"
"He and this Jun woman are engaged."
"Jun? Of all people! Jun?"
"I know. My sentiments exactly. We have to switch back as soon as we can."
"I know, but how?"
Miyame suddenly groaned. "How could I have forgotten?"
"What?"
In an annoyed voice, she asked, "Taichi, if you're on the phone, you better speak up now!"
Moments later, Misaki gasped as she heard, "Or what, Miyame?"
Miyame sighed. "I forgot to tell you, Misaki, that Taichi always listens to my phone conversations."
"Great, just great!" Misaki complained, hugging herself.
"Misaki?" Taichi asked, his voice sounding strangled.
Misaki heard her twin take a deep breath. "Taichi, the girl there is *not* me. It's Misaki. And I… I'm over at Dad's."
There was a distant thump.
Miyame sighed. "Well, talk to him. Call me back later, and we'll work something out."
TO BE CONTINUED...
A/N: Ooh! Drum roll please! And the next chapter is... I feel stupid; just click on the link to the next chapter. *.*