First of all WAY GOMEN on how long this has taken me but anyway at least it's here.... Enjoy!
Disclaimer---all standard sailor moon disclaimers apply. I own nothing in this story but the story itself.
Chapter-7.... I think...
Note* everyone's at the contest now. Serena ended up crawling like a worm halfway there, so being, the tape and stuff was rubbed away. She is now free. This chapter begins after EVERYONE got the tickets for the contest that they wanted.
A man walked out onto the stage and the crowd applauded and hollered at his appearance.
"Thank you! Thank you!" the man shouted to the bustling onlookers while they quieted down.
"ARE YOU READY FOR SOME ROMANCE??!!" the man on stage screamed to that football tune thing (A.N. ---you know...Are you ready for some football!!----No? Oh well...") The crowd cheered its answer of "oh yea's" "You know it's" and " You betcha's"
"Well then I think I can hoook yoouuuu uuuuup!" he cried to the riled mob.
They cheered in reply. Serena, Lita, Darien, and Andrew stood at the very edge of the commotion.
"Wha'd he say!??" Serena yelled in Lita's ear. At the exact point the crowd had quieted down. Consequently, Lita's eyes bugged and she was knocked back a few steps by the blast. Cradling her ears she yelled back, "How the HELL would I know?! Thanks to you I wouldn't be able to hear a dump truck crash into a Nitro-Glycerin plant!!!" Serena fell back a few steps and got a puzzled look on her face, "Oh. Uh o.k. Sorry but uh...." Serena trailed off.
" What?" Lita gestured with her hands in the air.
"What's Nitro-glisserin?" Lita rolled her eyes back and sweat drops formed on Serena's three accompaniments.
"You don't even know what Nitro-glycerin is? What a dweeb." Darien chided the girl.
"Can it eight-ball head." Serena said satisfactorily. And what a fitting name it was too, Darien's head had indeed, after Serena's "Chiropractic" treatment, taken the form of many golf ball sized bumps that resembled eight balls underneath his jet-black hair.
"Eight-ball head? That's stupid. What happened to lunch meat?" he taunted, knowing full well that the name suited him.....or at least his head.
"I like eight-ball head better. It suits you more than lunchmeat does right now" Serena said wistfully.
"Yeah right, you just couldn't think of something better." -------(If she thinks the name makes her look stupid she won't call me that any more)
"Could too!" she replied.
"Could not!"
"Could too!"
"Could not!"
"Could too!"
"COULD NOT!"
" IIIIIIIIIII COUUUUUUULD TO!" Serena sprayed spit in his face on the last word and Darien closed his eyes against the gale. He stood back slowly; eyes still closed and pulled the sleeve over his hand on his right arm to wipe away the spittle. Serena stepped back and watched almost happily. After the "rain" was wiped from his face he frowned and gave an angry, almost hurt look to the girl and turned his focus toward the stage. He muttered something unintelligible before becoming totally silent, Serena almost livid with smug, said not a word as she looked towards the stage as well.
Lita, when she noticed the war between the two beginning saw her chance to get with Andrew....
"Hey Andrew!"
Andrew pivoted away from the fight of an eight-ball/meatball head; he was about to break up and glanced toward Lita.
"What?"
"Let's go find Ami and Rei alright? We both know one or both of Darien or Serena will be murdered by the other sooner or later so lets just let 'em duke it out. K?"
"Well...I don't know... this could get brutal and..."
"GREAT! Glad you agree! Let's GO!" Lita grabbed Andrews arm and pulled him deeper into the suffocating mob. Andrew watched in sympathy and surprise as Serena spit in Darien's face. He shook his head at the sight of his two best friends arguing and made a mental note to try and help them through it after Darien came back from the contest. Eventually he and Lita began walking side by side instead of one dragging the other. Before long, Lita spotted Ami and Rei through the milling people, however it didn't haze her... that wasn't her true goal. She quickly and deliberately lead Andrew in the opposite direction hoping to have just a little more time with him by her side with out one of the other girls present. She knew she could never have him for real, but just walking with her...that would just have to do. She sighed, grabbed his hand so they wouldn't be separated, and continued to lead him through the crowded maze.
All the while the man had been talking about the cruise and the rules and aspects...finally he ordered two raffle boxes brought out on stage. One brightly labeled female, the other labeled male. Drumroll and wildfire applause followed its entrance.
The man stood on stage until the crowd was completely silent. "Alright." He stated seriously. "The moment you have awaited has arrived. This is how it goes. I will draw one card from either box and state the winner. Next I will draw another card and that winner will partner the previously announced winner in this contest until Wednesday. After that, they may choose to stay with that person or choose someone else. At the end of the 5-day week, If you think you've found your soulmate, you can apply for romance challenges that will be happening on the weekend cruise for entertainment. More information about that will be given to the winners. Got it?" Various nods followed. "Alright. The man said again. "Here it goes...drum roll please"
Drums started up; the crowds held their breath and hoped among hope that the card would bring them destined love.
The man up on stage with drew his hand from the first box...the female box. "And our first winner...isssssss...."
The End
Oops. Bad place? So sorry. More soon.
NOTE: BELIEVE ME, YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THE WINNERS OR PARTNERS ARE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I ONLY KNOW ONE OF THEM, AND THAT'S HARUNA AND JOSHUA PRICE OR WHAT EVER HIS NAME WAS. SO THERE!!!!! HA HA!
Disclaimer---all standard sailor moon disclaimers apply. I own nothing in this story but the story itself.
Chapter-7.... I think...
Note* everyone's at the contest now. Serena ended up crawling like a worm halfway there, so being, the tape and stuff was rubbed away. She is now free. This chapter begins after EVERYONE got the tickets for the contest that they wanted.
A man walked out onto the stage and the crowd applauded and hollered at his appearance.
"Thank you! Thank you!" the man shouted to the bustling onlookers while they quieted down.
"ARE YOU READY FOR SOME ROMANCE??!!" the man on stage screamed to that football tune thing (A.N. ---you know...Are you ready for some football!!----No? Oh well...") The crowd cheered its answer of "oh yea's" "You know it's" and " You betcha's"
"Well then I think I can hoook yoouuuu uuuuup!" he cried to the riled mob.
They cheered in reply. Serena, Lita, Darien, and Andrew stood at the very edge of the commotion.
"Wha'd he say!??" Serena yelled in Lita's ear. At the exact point the crowd had quieted down. Consequently, Lita's eyes bugged and she was knocked back a few steps by the blast. Cradling her ears she yelled back, "How the HELL would I know?! Thanks to you I wouldn't be able to hear a dump truck crash into a Nitro-Glycerin plant!!!" Serena fell back a few steps and got a puzzled look on her face, "Oh. Uh o.k. Sorry but uh...." Serena trailed off.
" What?" Lita gestured with her hands in the air.
"What's Nitro-glisserin?" Lita rolled her eyes back and sweat drops formed on Serena's three accompaniments.
"You don't even know what Nitro-glycerin is? What a dweeb." Darien chided the girl.
"Can it eight-ball head." Serena said satisfactorily. And what a fitting name it was too, Darien's head had indeed, after Serena's "Chiropractic" treatment, taken the form of many golf ball sized bumps that resembled eight balls underneath his jet-black hair.
"Eight-ball head? That's stupid. What happened to lunch meat?" he taunted, knowing full well that the name suited him.....or at least his head.
"I like eight-ball head better. It suits you more than lunchmeat does right now" Serena said wistfully.
"Yeah right, you just couldn't think of something better." -------(If she thinks the name makes her look stupid she won't call me that any more)
"Could too!" she replied.
"Could not!"
"Could too!"
"Could not!"
"Could too!"
"COULD NOT!"
" IIIIIIIIIII COUUUUUUULD TO!" Serena sprayed spit in his face on the last word and Darien closed his eyes against the gale. He stood back slowly; eyes still closed and pulled the sleeve over his hand on his right arm to wipe away the spittle. Serena stepped back and watched almost happily. After the "rain" was wiped from his face he frowned and gave an angry, almost hurt look to the girl and turned his focus toward the stage. He muttered something unintelligible before becoming totally silent, Serena almost livid with smug, said not a word as she looked towards the stage as well.
Lita, when she noticed the war between the two beginning saw her chance to get with Andrew....
"Hey Andrew!"
Andrew pivoted away from the fight of an eight-ball/meatball head; he was about to break up and glanced toward Lita.
"What?"
"Let's go find Ami and Rei alright? We both know one or both of Darien or Serena will be murdered by the other sooner or later so lets just let 'em duke it out. K?"
"Well...I don't know... this could get brutal and..."
"GREAT! Glad you agree! Let's GO!" Lita grabbed Andrews arm and pulled him deeper into the suffocating mob. Andrew watched in sympathy and surprise as Serena spit in Darien's face. He shook his head at the sight of his two best friends arguing and made a mental note to try and help them through it after Darien came back from the contest. Eventually he and Lita began walking side by side instead of one dragging the other. Before long, Lita spotted Ami and Rei through the milling people, however it didn't haze her... that wasn't her true goal. She quickly and deliberately lead Andrew in the opposite direction hoping to have just a little more time with him by her side with out one of the other girls present. She knew she could never have him for real, but just walking with her...that would just have to do. She sighed, grabbed his hand so they wouldn't be separated, and continued to lead him through the crowded maze.
All the while the man had been talking about the cruise and the rules and aspects...finally he ordered two raffle boxes brought out on stage. One brightly labeled female, the other labeled male. Drumroll and wildfire applause followed its entrance.
The man stood on stage until the crowd was completely silent. "Alright." He stated seriously. "The moment you have awaited has arrived. This is how it goes. I will draw one card from either box and state the winner. Next I will draw another card and that winner will partner the previously announced winner in this contest until Wednesday. After that, they may choose to stay with that person or choose someone else. At the end of the 5-day week, If you think you've found your soulmate, you can apply for romance challenges that will be happening on the weekend cruise for entertainment. More information about that will be given to the winners. Got it?" Various nods followed. "Alright. The man said again. "Here it goes...drum roll please"
Drums started up; the crowds held their breath and hoped among hope that the card would bring them destined love.
The man up on stage with drew his hand from the first box...the female box. "And our first winner...isssssss...."
The End
Oops. Bad place? So sorry. More soon.
NOTE: BELIEVE ME, YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THE WINNERS OR PARTNERS ARE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I ONLY KNOW ONE OF THEM, AND THAT'S HARUNA AND JOSHUA PRICE OR WHAT EVER HIS NAME WAS. SO THERE!!!!! HA HA!