The Bet - CHAPTER 4 ~ BY: JellyApple
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Digimon if you do however choose to sue my pants off, you are welcome to have my vast amount of cousins... -_-;;;
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A/N: author's notes
Last time we left off, the bet had begun, and Sora frantically called Mimi for help, what favor would Sora need from Mimi... read below to find out ^^
"Mimi, you gotta help me. I'm in deep shit now" pleaded Sora.
"Whoa, slow down Sora, how deep are we talking about?
"Very deep" replied Sora as she recounted her conversation with Tai and the bet.
~ They fight just like an old married couple ~ Mimi tried hard not to laugh, it was obvious to her that these two were madly in love but were too stubborn to admit it.
"So Meems, I need you to help me, pleeeeeeeeeeease" begged Sora.
"Uh... sure Sora, just one problem, how can I help you ?
"Well with my new look and attitude, I have to be freaken girlie for a week!!!"
" So, you want me to give you a makeover, and tips on being Miss Priss"
" Something like that, so what do you say Meems, pretty please with a numemon on top?"
"Ugh. Don't ever mention that digi-name again and we have a deal."
Sora laughs. "Ok, so when do we start, I don't have much girlie stuff at home well except that fraying used to be pink scrunchie I have in some corner of my room, so do I need to bring anything?" asked Sora.
*Sigh* Bring a bottle of aspirin for me, it's going to be a looong week."
Mimi and Sora stops in front of a large building with a lot of people entering and exiting. But for some reason, this building has caused Sora to have some pretty weird facial expressions only last saw when Datamon kidnapped her.
*Gasp* "It's a control spire, quick we have to destroy it! It's brain washing teenage girls everywhere!" exclaimed Sora.
"Quit being so melodramatic Sor, it's only a M-A-L-L." responded the ever so calm Mimi as she dragged her reluctant friend into the so called gates of h*ll according to Sora who was screaming bloody murder and threatening to tell Matt Mimi has the hots for a certain blonde hair blue eyed rock star and listens to a certain "I turn around" before she goes to sleep every night. Meanwhile a furious blushing Mimi is also blackmailing her red head friend who tends to talk in her sleep about a certain big haired brunette soccer player while hugging a suspiciously familiar troll doll whose hair was gelled to unspeakable resemblance.
After all the bickering and threats, Mimi finally came to a screeching halt.
"Oh my god Sora, it's Pink Princess! And they have a sale! I haven't been here a whole week!"
"Gee lucky you Meems" replied the sarcastic Sora while staring at a neighboring sports shop.
"Come on Sora, this will be the perfect store for your new wardrobe." Exclaimed Mimi confidently.
"What are you crazy Mimi?! You know I can't stand pink much less wearing it!"
"The old Sora can't stand pink, but the new you will worship it UNDERSTAND?!" hissed Mimi.
Sora sweatdropped. " O...k... so where do we start?" whispered Sora in terror of her friend's persistence.
Then Mimi returned to her perky self again. " First we have got to get you some skirts, some minis perhaps to show off those great legs, boy I never knew soccer back then sure did wonders Sor, hey I wonder if Tai has sexy legs" giggled a chirpy Mimi. Sora groaned meanwhile laughing as her pink haired friend went through rack after rack of so called skirts and placed them onto Sora's arms, already occupied by a spilling load of "flimsy cloths" as referred to Sora.
"Well boy am I pooped" said Mimi as the two exited the store with Sora's arms dangling with shopping bags that were weighing the poor girl down.
"So does that mean we're done?" asked a very hopeful Sora with starry eyes.
"No what are you silly? We still haven't shopped for tops, shoes, makeup and we have to do something about your hair, it's all limp and pooey." Sora facefaulted.
"All that? Isn't that a little extreme?" said the flabbergasted Sora.
"You're right, we can do those other things tomorrow, for now you can borrow my makeup, shoes, etc., but we have got to get you to the hair salon and get you a new hair style, you may have lost that silly hat but it can still use some work, well the day isn't long so we better get moving" Mimi chirped while she pulled a disoriented Sora from the tiled floor.
"Ok, Pierre, this my friend Sora, she's here for a new hairstyle, so don't hold back, whatever you see fit Ok?" said Mimi to the male hair stylist who was examining Sora's hair at different angles.
" Oh my dear Mimi when have I ever let you down, trust me when ze day is done, your friend vill look tres extradinaire!" gushed Pierre.
"Uh Meems, I'm not sure if this is a good idea" said Sora worriedly.
"Don't worry Sor, Pierre is a very good friend of mine, so the price won't be a problem, now don't you worry your pretty little head about a thing, we wouldn't you getting gray hairs now would we?"
Sora sighed. ~ The price is the last thing on my mind ~ she thought as a pair of gleaming shears neared her auburn locks.
To be continued...
(A/N): *Gasp* I dissed pink, o forgive lord(dess??) of the colors. _ Don't worry I won't do anything drastic to Sora's hair, maybe a nice mohawk, lol j/k I'm open to any suggestions for her " 'do". Speaking of hair, I actually had that weird fantasy of taking a brown haired Troll doll and fixing it to look like Tai, but *sigh* it's not the same. Well anyways, since school is starting soon, I won't be updating as frequently but of course REVIEWS motivate me. ^_*
IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, PLEASE REVIEW!!! *type type*
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Digimon if you do however choose to sue my pants off, you are welcome to have my vast amount of cousins... -_-;;;
" " speech
~ italics thoughts
* actions
A/N: author's notes
Last time we left off, the bet had begun, and Sora frantically called Mimi for help, what favor would Sora need from Mimi... read below to find out ^^
"Mimi, you gotta help me. I'm in deep shit now" pleaded Sora.
"Whoa, slow down Sora, how deep are we talking about?
"Very deep" replied Sora as she recounted her conversation with Tai and the bet.
~ They fight just like an old married couple ~ Mimi tried hard not to laugh, it was obvious to her that these two were madly in love but were too stubborn to admit it.
"So Meems, I need you to help me, pleeeeeeeeeeease" begged Sora.
"Uh... sure Sora, just one problem, how can I help you ?
"Well with my new look and attitude, I have to be freaken girlie for a week!!!"
" So, you want me to give you a makeover, and tips on being Miss Priss"
" Something like that, so what do you say Meems, pretty please with a numemon on top?"
"Ugh. Don't ever mention that digi-name again and we have a deal."
Sora laughs. "Ok, so when do we start, I don't have much girlie stuff at home well except that fraying used to be pink scrunchie I have in some corner of my room, so do I need to bring anything?" asked Sora.
*Sigh* Bring a bottle of aspirin for me, it's going to be a looong week."
Mimi and Sora stops in front of a large building with a lot of people entering and exiting. But for some reason, this building has caused Sora to have some pretty weird facial expressions only last saw when Datamon kidnapped her.
*Gasp* "It's a control spire, quick we have to destroy it! It's brain washing teenage girls everywhere!" exclaimed Sora.
"Quit being so melodramatic Sor, it's only a M-A-L-L." responded the ever so calm Mimi as she dragged her reluctant friend into the so called gates of h*ll according to Sora who was screaming bloody murder and threatening to tell Matt Mimi has the hots for a certain blonde hair blue eyed rock star and listens to a certain "I turn around" before she goes to sleep every night. Meanwhile a furious blushing Mimi is also blackmailing her red head friend who tends to talk in her sleep about a certain big haired brunette soccer player while hugging a suspiciously familiar troll doll whose hair was gelled to unspeakable resemblance.
After all the bickering and threats, Mimi finally came to a screeching halt.
"Oh my god Sora, it's Pink Princess! And they have a sale! I haven't been here a whole week!"
"Gee lucky you Meems" replied the sarcastic Sora while staring at a neighboring sports shop.
"Come on Sora, this will be the perfect store for your new wardrobe." Exclaimed Mimi confidently.
"What are you crazy Mimi?! You know I can't stand pink much less wearing it!"
"The old Sora can't stand pink, but the new you will worship it UNDERSTAND?!" hissed Mimi.
Sora sweatdropped. " O...k... so where do we start?" whispered Sora in terror of her friend's persistence.
Then Mimi returned to her perky self again. " First we have got to get you some skirts, some minis perhaps to show off those great legs, boy I never knew soccer back then sure did wonders Sor, hey I wonder if Tai has sexy legs" giggled a chirpy Mimi. Sora groaned meanwhile laughing as her pink haired friend went through rack after rack of so called skirts and placed them onto Sora's arms, already occupied by a spilling load of "flimsy cloths" as referred to Sora.
"Well boy am I pooped" said Mimi as the two exited the store with Sora's arms dangling with shopping bags that were weighing the poor girl down.
"So does that mean we're done?" asked a very hopeful Sora with starry eyes.
"No what are you silly? We still haven't shopped for tops, shoes, makeup and we have to do something about your hair, it's all limp and pooey." Sora facefaulted.
"All that? Isn't that a little extreme?" said the flabbergasted Sora.
"You're right, we can do those other things tomorrow, for now you can borrow my makeup, shoes, etc., but we have got to get you to the hair salon and get you a new hair style, you may have lost that silly hat but it can still use some work, well the day isn't long so we better get moving" Mimi chirped while she pulled a disoriented Sora from the tiled floor.
"Ok, Pierre, this my friend Sora, she's here for a new hairstyle, so don't hold back, whatever you see fit Ok?" said Mimi to the male hair stylist who was examining Sora's hair at different angles.
" Oh my dear Mimi when have I ever let you down, trust me when ze day is done, your friend vill look tres extradinaire!" gushed Pierre.
"Uh Meems, I'm not sure if this is a good idea" said Sora worriedly.
"Don't worry Sor, Pierre is a very good friend of mine, so the price won't be a problem, now don't you worry your pretty little head about a thing, we wouldn't you getting gray hairs now would we?"
Sora sighed. ~ The price is the last thing on my mind ~ she thought as a pair of gleaming shears neared her auburn locks.
To be continued...
(A/N): *Gasp* I dissed pink, o forgive lord(dess??) of the colors. _ Don't worry I won't do anything drastic to Sora's hair, maybe a nice mohawk, lol j/k I'm open to any suggestions for her " 'do". Speaking of hair, I actually had that weird fantasy of taking a brown haired Troll doll and fixing it to look like Tai, but *sigh* it's not the same. Well anyways, since school is starting soon, I won't be updating as frequently but of course REVIEWS motivate me. ^_*
IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, PLEASE REVIEW!!! *type type*