This story is really short! But finally!!!! I'm sick and
I'm home so I get to write another chapter! But now I'm going to have a lot
of home work...T_Tu......I don't own anything! That's my disclaimer!
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Dream Day Chapter 3
Misty closed her eyes as Ash kissed her sweetly on her neck. She giggled as he tickled her softly on her stomach.
"I wonder where Brock is..." Ash thought as he still kissed her. Misty was wondering the same thing. It was 3:00 in the morning and Brock STILL wasn't home.
Brock rolled his eyes as the drunk Carie laughed and fell down.
"BROCK I FELL DOWN! ISN'T THAT HILARIOUS!?" Carie yelled like Brock was deaf. Brock and Carie were at a bar Carie loved. She had a little too many drinks and was all over the floor. Brock couldn't believe that Carie acted like this. He imagined her to be sweet as an angel like her looks. She was the exact opposite. "Come on Carie, I'll take you home." Brock whispered into her ear.
Carie took a while but jumped into Brock's car.
"The baaaaaabbbbbiiiiiieeeeeeessssssss oooonnn the buuussssssssss gooooooooooooooooooooooo waaaaahhhhhhhhhhh waaahhhhhhhhh wahhhhhhh!!!!!!" Carie sang as Brock stopped at her apartment.
"Come on Brock! I'll show you my house!" She said as she feel over a hedge.
"Excuse me! Oh your a HEDGE!" Again Brock rolled his eyes and carried her through the door.
A few stair flights later, Brock found Carie's floor.
"Carie, what room number is your apartment?" Brock asked Carie who was asleep on his shoulder. "This is hopeless!" Brock said to himself. Brock put down Carie in a chair that was in the hallway (I don't know why there was a chair) and went to the nearest room and knocked on the door. The door swung open and an old women with face cream galore on was in sight.
"Excuse me miss but what apartment number is Carie Duffy's? See she kind of had a little too much to..." Brock was cut off by the hideous women's screaming voice.
"I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT CARIE'S NUMBER IS AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING! YOU GET OUT OF HERE!" She screamed probably waking every one up in the apartments.
"Miss, I just want to put Carie back in her apartment. She's asleep and I don't want to wake her." Brock tried to tell her but her eyes widened and she screamed,
"PERRY! PERRY! YOUNG MAN MY HUSBAND HAS A GUN! HE WILL GET YOU OUT OF HERE! PERRY!!!!"
"I'm sure he does have a gun and for all I know he shot if off while you were screaming you freak." Brock thought to himself. A large man wearing striped pajamas that were too small for him came with a gun. Brock just about wet his pants when he aimed it at him.
"THIS MAN WANTS TO KNOW WHERE CARIE LIVES!!! GET HIM OUT OF HERE!!" The "lady" screamed at her husband. He put down his gun and said very sleepily,
"Carie's apartment is straight down the hall. It's the last one."
"Thanks!" Brock said picking up Carie. He took one look at the couple was shivered. The women was hitting her husband but obviously it didn't hurt him he just kept walking. Brock looked through Carie's purse and found the key. He opened the door and dropped her in amazement. Carie didn't know how to do laundry! All her clothes were on the ground from when she was 2 to now! Melted chocolate was on the couch and something was moving underneath a big candy rapper. Carie woke up and said
"Brock wanna come in?" Carie asked sweetly. Brock looked at her then at her messy apartment. Something tickled his leg. He looked down to see a big, hairy rat!!!
"YEAH RIGHT!!!!!" Brock wiped his leg and the rat flew in the air. Carie looked at the rat then looked at Brock to find he was gone.
I'll write the rest later!! Please review!
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Dream Day Chapter 3
Misty closed her eyes as Ash kissed her sweetly on her neck. She giggled as he tickled her softly on her stomach.
"I wonder where Brock is..." Ash thought as he still kissed her. Misty was wondering the same thing. It was 3:00 in the morning and Brock STILL wasn't home.
Brock rolled his eyes as the drunk Carie laughed and fell down.
"BROCK I FELL DOWN! ISN'T THAT HILARIOUS!?" Carie yelled like Brock was deaf. Brock and Carie were at a bar Carie loved. She had a little too many drinks and was all over the floor. Brock couldn't believe that Carie acted like this. He imagined her to be sweet as an angel like her looks. She was the exact opposite. "Come on Carie, I'll take you home." Brock whispered into her ear.
Carie took a while but jumped into Brock's car.
"The baaaaaabbbbbiiiiiieeeeeeessssssss oooonnn the buuussssssssss gooooooooooooooooooooooo waaaaahhhhhhhhhhh waaahhhhhhhhh wahhhhhhh!!!!!!" Carie sang as Brock stopped at her apartment.
"Come on Brock! I'll show you my house!" She said as she feel over a hedge.
"Excuse me! Oh your a HEDGE!" Again Brock rolled his eyes and carried her through the door.
A few stair flights later, Brock found Carie's floor.
"Carie, what room number is your apartment?" Brock asked Carie who was asleep on his shoulder. "This is hopeless!" Brock said to himself. Brock put down Carie in a chair that was in the hallway (I don't know why there was a chair) and went to the nearest room and knocked on the door. The door swung open and an old women with face cream galore on was in sight.
"Excuse me miss but what apartment number is Carie Duffy's? See she kind of had a little too much to..." Brock was cut off by the hideous women's screaming voice.
"I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT CARIE'S NUMBER IS AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING! YOU GET OUT OF HERE!" She screamed probably waking every one up in the apartments.
"Miss, I just want to put Carie back in her apartment. She's asleep and I don't want to wake her." Brock tried to tell her but her eyes widened and she screamed,
"PERRY! PERRY! YOUNG MAN MY HUSBAND HAS A GUN! HE WILL GET YOU OUT OF HERE! PERRY!!!!"
"I'm sure he does have a gun and for all I know he shot if off while you were screaming you freak." Brock thought to himself. A large man wearing striped pajamas that were too small for him came with a gun. Brock just about wet his pants when he aimed it at him.
"THIS MAN WANTS TO KNOW WHERE CARIE LIVES!!! GET HIM OUT OF HERE!!" The "lady" screamed at her husband. He put down his gun and said very sleepily,
"Carie's apartment is straight down the hall. It's the last one."
"Thanks!" Brock said picking up Carie. He took one look at the couple was shivered. The women was hitting her husband but obviously it didn't hurt him he just kept walking. Brock looked through Carie's purse and found the key. He opened the door and dropped her in amazement. Carie didn't know how to do laundry! All her clothes were on the ground from when she was 2 to now! Melted chocolate was on the couch and something was moving underneath a big candy rapper. Carie woke up and said
"Brock wanna come in?" Carie asked sweetly. Brock looked at her then at her messy apartment. Something tickled his leg. He looked down to see a big, hairy rat!!!
"YEAH RIGHT!!!!!" Brock wiped his leg and the rat flew in the air. Carie looked at the rat then looked at Brock to find he was gone.
I'll write the rest later!! Please review!