Chapter Nine: We're gonna PARTAY, we're gonna PARTAY, we're gonna PARTAY!
"I can't believe Mom let you have the party after all, Mir," Mara said as she put on a silver necklace, then smoothed her dress.
"I don't even want to think about the REAL punishment... It told her, it wasn't my fault we ended up in Arabia!" Mir said nervously.
"Oh, yeah, sure. Whose was it, Erine's?"
"Ha ha. And also, ha... Hey, do I look okay?" she asked as she brushed her hair.
Mara glanced at her sister. They had made special dressed for the spooky occasion- unfortunately, the same ones. So of course a battle had ensued, over who had to change and who got to keep their dress... Eventually their mother had to come and decide that Erine should wear it, being her first dress and all.
So Mir had thought up another idea, and then Mara thought up hers.
Mir's dress was basically black, with flying stars and wands. The tight sleeves were silver, as well as her stockings. Her boots reached above her ankle. Of course, her various jewelery shimmered brightly with the light... and sometimes, without it's aid. Mir had straightened her curls for the freakish holiday, so her blonde hair now reached a little past her shoulders.
Mara grinned. "You look beautiful, Mir... How about me?"
"Do my ears deceive me? Or did 'Ms. I-Don't-Care-What-My-Friends-Think' ask how she looked?"
Mara blushed. "I can ask just this once! It's for the party!"
Mir laughed. "You look wonderful, Mara."
Mara smiled. "Thanks."
Mara had on a dark purple dress, with a lace design of broomsticks and cauldrons over it. She also had elaborate jewelery and black boots like Mir, but her stockings were purple. Her usually straight brown hair had been tightly curled for the evening, now reaching a little past her shoulders.
Mara giggled. "This feels so strange... We're throwing a party, but it's at the Institute."
Mir shrugged. "I try not to think about it. Hey, where's Mom?"
"Right here, girls."
The girls turned to find their mother in a classy, long plaited black gown, with only one pattern was embroidered on the chest- her sign. The sleeves were long and jagged, as well as the hem. For once, she was wearing dainty high heeled shoes instead of the usual sneakers or sandals. Moon and star earrings gently hung from her ears, and a silver nylon scarf wrapped gracefully around her neck and draped over one shoulder.
Mouths dropped.
"What? Something wrong? Do I look alright?"
"You're GOING?!" Mir exclaimed.
Meos blinked, taken aback. "Oh... I'm sorry, girls. I guess, I wouldn't want my mother at a party I was hosting as well... I'm sorry, sweethearts, go on, have a good time. I won't wait up."
Mir and Mara looked at each other as their mother solemnly turned to leave the room.
"Wait! Mom..."
Meos paused and turned to face her daughters sadly.
"... We never said you couldn't go!" Mara cried out. Mir gave her a nondescript look, but she just glared in return.
Meos smiled kindly. "Don't worry, Mara. I'll be fine."
"Oh come on, Mom, it'll be fun! All the Meoskites, celebrating All Hallow's Eve as they should..."
"... together," Miracle finished the sentence.
Meos looked doubtful. "You sure you girls won't be embarrassed that I'm going to your party?"
"Not as long as you say you're a chaperone!"
"Come on, Mom... Please?"
Meos couldn't help but chuckle. "This should go down in the record books... The first teenagers to actually want AND ask their mother to go to their own party."
Mir rolled her eyes.
Amarantha jumped up and down excitedly. "Can we go now?"
Meos laughed, while Mir rolled her eyes.
"Of course, 'Rantha." Meos smiled. "And I know the perfect way to get us there."
"Uh-oh," Mir said nervously.
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"Like, oh my gawd! My hair is, like, so totally bad! I look like a witch!" Kitty complained, her hair all frizzled. Her dress was blood red, with black sequins, and EXTREMELY low cut.
"Hey!"
"Yeah, we take that offensively!"
Kitty whirled around to face Mir, Mara, and Meos fly in through the open window on broomsticks.
The girls landed and dismounted.
"Ahh... the perfect flying weather. Not too dark out, yet not too light either. And no... obstacles," Meos said with a grin, then banished her broom with a wave of a hand.Miracle and Amarantha did the same, after many tries, then burst into giggles.
"Oh my GAWD Mom that was so fun! I wanna do it again! I wanna do it again! I wanna do it again!" Mir exclaimed. Mara jumped up and down excitedly. "That was so cool!"
Kitty stared at them.
"You guys FLEW... here... on broomsticks. On HALLOWEEN NIGHT?!"
Mara giggled further. "Yeah... isn't it cool?"
Kitty blinked.
"I believe I should go downstairs and help set up the decorations," Meos said, and casually disappeared.
Kitty shivered. "I totally get the creeps when you guys, like, do that."
Mir shrugged. "That's what you get for-"
"-having witches for friends. I know, I know."
"Apparently not enough."
"Hey!"
"Oh, and, Kitty? Allow me."
Mir pointed one finger at Kitty, and with a !POOF! and lots of sparkly stuff, Kitty's hair was instantly straightened, with one spider barrette on each side near her ear.
Kitty took a sharp breath. "Thanks!"
"NOW will you complain anymore?"
"Like, totally no way!"
"Merci," Mir grinned. "Hey, where's Rogue?"
"Oh, she's in the bathroom, 'putting on make-up,' quote unquote. I, like, totally think she doesn't need to do anything, like, special... she could just, like, put on the stuff she wears, like, every day!"
All of a sudden the door slammed open, and Rogue burst into the room. She ignored Mir and Mara and stormed over to Kitty.
"I heard that, Half Pint! If you got a problem with the way I dress, tell it to mah face! And another thing-"
"I totally don't need to hear it, Rogue. And, like, get outta my face!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I said so!"
"Why should I listen to you?"
"Because I, like, totally have the best looks."
"Why you little-!"
Suddenly Rogue was frozen in place, with her hands reaching for Kitty's neck.
"Guys, I really shouldn't have to do this anymore..." Mara said, annoyed. "I mean, you two are nice, civilized people..." Mara let go of the second.
"I think," Mir said. She dodged several deathglares.
Then a knock sounded at the door. "Are you girls ready yet?" came Evan's exasperated tone.
"We're coming! Don't worry, we didn't, like, die..."
"One of us almost did," Rogue muttered to herself. Kitty just ignored her.
"Uhh... heheh... Hey Rogue! Nice dress!"
"Was that sarcasm?"
"No way! I love it, really!" Mara smiled.
Rogue glanced down at herself. She was wearing a long black dress, with sleeves that ended with gloves. A long red overcoat was tied together in the front by gold lace. She had glitter running in streaks in her hair, and skull earrings.
"Hey, where's Erine? And Jean?"
"Jean's off somewhere getting dressed by herself. And Erine..."
"Does she like the dress?"
"Did she get lost again?"
"ARE YOU GUYS ROTTING AVAY IN ZERE OR VHAT?"
"Aww, go bite your tail. We'll be out in two seconds!'
"One..."
"DON'T get smart with me, Elf."
"Yeah, like, one of us almost DIED today..."
"Doesn't zat happen every day?"
"... and I don't, like, want the next 'victim' to be you, Kurt."
"Awwww! That's so cute!" Mara cooed.
"I don't vant it to be YOU either, Katzchen. Zat's vhy I'm vorrying here. You. Rogue. Same room. Don't mix!"
Kitty opened the door. "There... Like, happy?"
Kurt, dressed as Dracula, grabbed Kitty into his arms and gave her a big kiss.
"Ja."
Kitty sighed happily, huge hearts in her eyes. "Okay then..." she breathed.
Mara grinned happily. "This is so cute!" she couldn't help but exclaim.
Rogue glared at her and brushed harshly past the dynamic couple, who didn't notice at all.
"Yeah yeah, enough mush and fluff and all that goody goody stuff..." Mir pushed Kitty and Kurt into the hallway.
"Hey! I was watching that!" Mara cried out, as she followed her sister out the door.
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Not long after, the group had met at the base of the staircase in the main hallway. Only Jean and Erine were missing, besides the four teachers.
"Where is Erine?" Evan asked, annoyed. He glanced at his watch and tapped his foot impatiently. "Come on, almost all of us are here, man."
"Calm down, Evan. She'll, like, be here soon," Kitty said. "We made sure of it," she smiled slyly.
"Yeah, we all helped. Jean's just puttin' on the finishin' touches," Rogue said.
"*You* helped, Rogue?"
"Watch it, unless you want your fangs to be extracted from your stomache, Elf."
Kurt laughed nervously.
"Ahem!" Jean stood at the top of the stairs in a droopy, yet tight, dark navy dress.
"Wow!" Scott said.
"Oh, like, come on Jean. What kind of Halloween dress is that?" Kitty asked, her hands on her hips.
Jean blinked. "I'm a drowning victim," she said monotonely.
"Really? Oh, you should, like, wet your hair, and like, make your make-up all, like, runny and stuff, and, like, umm... stuff like that."
"I'll think about it," Jean smiled. "Anyway, ladies and gentlemen... and Kurt."
"Hey!"
"I introduce to you, Miss Erine Calbby."
"Woo hoo!"
"Yay!"
"Clap... Clap.. Clap..."
"Evan!"
"Well, we didn't see her yet, man!"
Jean laughed and ran down the steps. She turned to face the empty staircase. She frowned.
"Erine! You can come out now!"
"You sure, Jean? I not know this be right..." came Erine's high pitched voice from the hallway.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"We're all sure!" Kitty said. "Come on, let us take a look at you!"
Erine popped her head into view. Long orange, black, and white ribbons were tied in her hair randomly. She actually had make-up on as well.
"Come on..." Kitty urged.
Erine cautiously stepped into view, her hands clasped together in front of her. Lots of silver chains adorned her neck, including her bell, and silver bracelets jangled at her wrists. Black cat earrings dangled from her ears, and large silver stoned rings were on each finger, adding dramatic effect to her claws.
The neckline of the dress was low, but the hemline nearly reached the floor. The dress was black, with cutouts of moons, stars, and tiny dots, revealing orange material underneath. The sleeves were orange netting material, but loose enough not to cut into her skin. Orange fishnet stockings led into black high heels. Erine's tail swished behind her.
"Girls say, I be pretty. True sent-ence? I be pretty?"
Evan gasped. "Understatement of the year, man."
Kitty turned to face Evan, shocked. "You got a thing for my cat! You, like, sicko! You perv! That's, like, icksome!"
"Well, uhh..." Evan stuttered. "You got a thing for.. uhh... my moo juice!"
Nobody said a word. Scott coughed. Kitty made a face. Everyone else just stared at Evan.
Erine looked at the group, confused. "I no get."
"I can't believe Mom let you have the party after all, Mir," Mara said as she put on a silver necklace, then smoothed her dress.
"I don't even want to think about the REAL punishment... It told her, it wasn't my fault we ended up in Arabia!" Mir said nervously.
"Oh, yeah, sure. Whose was it, Erine's?"
"Ha ha. And also, ha... Hey, do I look okay?" she asked as she brushed her hair.
Mara glanced at her sister. They had made special dressed for the spooky occasion- unfortunately, the same ones. So of course a battle had ensued, over who had to change and who got to keep their dress... Eventually their mother had to come and decide that Erine should wear it, being her first dress and all.
So Mir had thought up another idea, and then Mara thought up hers.
Mir's dress was basically black, with flying stars and wands. The tight sleeves were silver, as well as her stockings. Her boots reached above her ankle. Of course, her various jewelery shimmered brightly with the light... and sometimes, without it's aid. Mir had straightened her curls for the freakish holiday, so her blonde hair now reached a little past her shoulders.
Mara grinned. "You look beautiful, Mir... How about me?"
"Do my ears deceive me? Or did 'Ms. I-Don't-Care-What-My-Friends-Think' ask how she looked?"
Mara blushed. "I can ask just this once! It's for the party!"
Mir laughed. "You look wonderful, Mara."
Mara smiled. "Thanks."
Mara had on a dark purple dress, with a lace design of broomsticks and cauldrons over it. She also had elaborate jewelery and black boots like Mir, but her stockings were purple. Her usually straight brown hair had been tightly curled for the evening, now reaching a little past her shoulders.
Mara giggled. "This feels so strange... We're throwing a party, but it's at the Institute."
Mir shrugged. "I try not to think about it. Hey, where's Mom?"
"Right here, girls."
The girls turned to find their mother in a classy, long plaited black gown, with only one pattern was embroidered on the chest- her sign. The sleeves were long and jagged, as well as the hem. For once, she was wearing dainty high heeled shoes instead of the usual sneakers or sandals. Moon and star earrings gently hung from her ears, and a silver nylon scarf wrapped gracefully around her neck and draped over one shoulder.
Mouths dropped.
"What? Something wrong? Do I look alright?"
"You're GOING?!" Mir exclaimed.
Meos blinked, taken aback. "Oh... I'm sorry, girls. I guess, I wouldn't want my mother at a party I was hosting as well... I'm sorry, sweethearts, go on, have a good time. I won't wait up."
Mir and Mara looked at each other as their mother solemnly turned to leave the room.
"Wait! Mom..."
Meos paused and turned to face her daughters sadly.
"... We never said you couldn't go!" Mara cried out. Mir gave her a nondescript look, but she just glared in return.
Meos smiled kindly. "Don't worry, Mara. I'll be fine."
"Oh come on, Mom, it'll be fun! All the Meoskites, celebrating All Hallow's Eve as they should..."
"... together," Miracle finished the sentence.
Meos looked doubtful. "You sure you girls won't be embarrassed that I'm going to your party?"
"Not as long as you say you're a chaperone!"
"Come on, Mom... Please?"
Meos couldn't help but chuckle. "This should go down in the record books... The first teenagers to actually want AND ask their mother to go to their own party."
Mir rolled her eyes.
Amarantha jumped up and down excitedly. "Can we go now?"
Meos laughed, while Mir rolled her eyes.
"Of course, 'Rantha." Meos smiled. "And I know the perfect way to get us there."
"Uh-oh," Mir said nervously.
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"Like, oh my gawd! My hair is, like, so totally bad! I look like a witch!" Kitty complained, her hair all frizzled. Her dress was blood red, with black sequins, and EXTREMELY low cut.
"Hey!"
"Yeah, we take that offensively!"
Kitty whirled around to face Mir, Mara, and Meos fly in through the open window on broomsticks.
The girls landed and dismounted.
"Ahh... the perfect flying weather. Not too dark out, yet not too light either. And no... obstacles," Meos said with a grin, then banished her broom with a wave of a hand.Miracle and Amarantha did the same, after many tries, then burst into giggles.
"Oh my GAWD Mom that was so fun! I wanna do it again! I wanna do it again! I wanna do it again!" Mir exclaimed. Mara jumped up and down excitedly. "That was so cool!"
Kitty stared at them.
"You guys FLEW... here... on broomsticks. On HALLOWEEN NIGHT?!"
Mara giggled further. "Yeah... isn't it cool?"
Kitty blinked.
"I believe I should go downstairs and help set up the decorations," Meos said, and casually disappeared.
Kitty shivered. "I totally get the creeps when you guys, like, do that."
Mir shrugged. "That's what you get for-"
"-having witches for friends. I know, I know."
"Apparently not enough."
"Hey!"
"Oh, and, Kitty? Allow me."
Mir pointed one finger at Kitty, and with a !POOF! and lots of sparkly stuff, Kitty's hair was instantly straightened, with one spider barrette on each side near her ear.
Kitty took a sharp breath. "Thanks!"
"NOW will you complain anymore?"
"Like, totally no way!"
"Merci," Mir grinned. "Hey, where's Rogue?"
"Oh, she's in the bathroom, 'putting on make-up,' quote unquote. I, like, totally think she doesn't need to do anything, like, special... she could just, like, put on the stuff she wears, like, every day!"
All of a sudden the door slammed open, and Rogue burst into the room. She ignored Mir and Mara and stormed over to Kitty.
"I heard that, Half Pint! If you got a problem with the way I dress, tell it to mah face! And another thing-"
"I totally don't need to hear it, Rogue. And, like, get outta my face!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I said so!"
"Why should I listen to you?"
"Because I, like, totally have the best looks."
"Why you little-!"
Suddenly Rogue was frozen in place, with her hands reaching for Kitty's neck.
"Guys, I really shouldn't have to do this anymore..." Mara said, annoyed. "I mean, you two are nice, civilized people..." Mara let go of the second.
"I think," Mir said. She dodged several deathglares.
Then a knock sounded at the door. "Are you girls ready yet?" came Evan's exasperated tone.
"We're coming! Don't worry, we didn't, like, die..."
"One of us almost did," Rogue muttered to herself. Kitty just ignored her.
"Uhh... heheh... Hey Rogue! Nice dress!"
"Was that sarcasm?"
"No way! I love it, really!" Mara smiled.
Rogue glanced down at herself. She was wearing a long black dress, with sleeves that ended with gloves. A long red overcoat was tied together in the front by gold lace. She had glitter running in streaks in her hair, and skull earrings.
"Hey, where's Erine? And Jean?"
"Jean's off somewhere getting dressed by herself. And Erine..."
"Does she like the dress?"
"Did she get lost again?"
"ARE YOU GUYS ROTTING AVAY IN ZERE OR VHAT?"
"Aww, go bite your tail. We'll be out in two seconds!'
"One..."
"DON'T get smart with me, Elf."
"Yeah, like, one of us almost DIED today..."
"Doesn't zat happen every day?"
"... and I don't, like, want the next 'victim' to be you, Kurt."
"Awwww! That's so cute!" Mara cooed.
"I don't vant it to be YOU either, Katzchen. Zat's vhy I'm vorrying here. You. Rogue. Same room. Don't mix!"
Kitty opened the door. "There... Like, happy?"
Kurt, dressed as Dracula, grabbed Kitty into his arms and gave her a big kiss.
"Ja."
Kitty sighed happily, huge hearts in her eyes. "Okay then..." she breathed.
Mara grinned happily. "This is so cute!" she couldn't help but exclaim.
Rogue glared at her and brushed harshly past the dynamic couple, who didn't notice at all.
"Yeah yeah, enough mush and fluff and all that goody goody stuff..." Mir pushed Kitty and Kurt into the hallway.
"Hey! I was watching that!" Mara cried out, as she followed her sister out the door.
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Not long after, the group had met at the base of the staircase in the main hallway. Only Jean and Erine were missing, besides the four teachers.
"Where is Erine?" Evan asked, annoyed. He glanced at his watch and tapped his foot impatiently. "Come on, almost all of us are here, man."
"Calm down, Evan. She'll, like, be here soon," Kitty said. "We made sure of it," she smiled slyly.
"Yeah, we all helped. Jean's just puttin' on the finishin' touches," Rogue said.
"*You* helped, Rogue?"
"Watch it, unless you want your fangs to be extracted from your stomache, Elf."
Kurt laughed nervously.
"Ahem!" Jean stood at the top of the stairs in a droopy, yet tight, dark navy dress.
"Wow!" Scott said.
"Oh, like, come on Jean. What kind of Halloween dress is that?" Kitty asked, her hands on her hips.
Jean blinked. "I'm a drowning victim," she said monotonely.
"Really? Oh, you should, like, wet your hair, and like, make your make-up all, like, runny and stuff, and, like, umm... stuff like that."
"I'll think about it," Jean smiled. "Anyway, ladies and gentlemen... and Kurt."
"Hey!"
"I introduce to you, Miss Erine Calbby."
"Woo hoo!"
"Yay!"
"Clap... Clap.. Clap..."
"Evan!"
"Well, we didn't see her yet, man!"
Jean laughed and ran down the steps. She turned to face the empty staircase. She frowned.
"Erine! You can come out now!"
"You sure, Jean? I not know this be right..." came Erine's high pitched voice from the hallway.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"We're all sure!" Kitty said. "Come on, let us take a look at you!"
Erine popped her head into view. Long orange, black, and white ribbons were tied in her hair randomly. She actually had make-up on as well.
"Come on..." Kitty urged.
Erine cautiously stepped into view, her hands clasped together in front of her. Lots of silver chains adorned her neck, including her bell, and silver bracelets jangled at her wrists. Black cat earrings dangled from her ears, and large silver stoned rings were on each finger, adding dramatic effect to her claws.
The neckline of the dress was low, but the hemline nearly reached the floor. The dress was black, with cutouts of moons, stars, and tiny dots, revealing orange material underneath. The sleeves were orange netting material, but loose enough not to cut into her skin. Orange fishnet stockings led into black high heels. Erine's tail swished behind her.
"Girls say, I be pretty. True sent-ence? I be pretty?"
Evan gasped. "Understatement of the year, man."
Kitty turned to face Evan, shocked. "You got a thing for my cat! You, like, sicko! You perv! That's, like, icksome!"
"Well, uhh..." Evan stuttered. "You got a thing for.. uhh... my moo juice!"
Nobody said a word. Scott coughed. Kitty made a face. Everyone else just stared at Evan.
Erine looked at the group, confused. "I no get."