Well, we're at the end of another fic.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "ANOTHER one?"::
Yeah, creepy, huh?
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Very"::
Alright, read and enjoy!
Chapter 4: The Price to Pay
Ivan stumbled around the house in shock. It couldn't be true, it
just couldn't! His fluffy purple slippers...his beautiful, wonderful,
fluffy purple slippers were gone forever, to be burried in some trash
heap and burned. They has probably already been burned. They were gone.
Gone forever and ever...
"Hey, Ivan, you okay?" Alex asked him as he passed him in the
hall. "Did you find your slippers?"
"Dora threw them away," he said glumly, sitting on the floor.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Alex said, not sounding very sincere, and walked
away.
Ivan sat there for a while, lamenting over the loss of his fluffy
purple slippers, before Dora called them all to dinner with a single,
well carried scream.
"DINNER!"
Ivan got up and made his way down the stairs. "I might as well
eat. No reason that I should waste Dora's time by not eating because she
threw away my fluffy purple slippers. Wait...Isaac said he THOUGHT his
mom threw them away...so...she MUST have stolen my fluffy purple slippers
and said she threw them away so that I would think they're gone forever
but in REALITY she's just waiting for me to go back to Kalay so that she
can wear them around because they're the best slippers ever seen in this
town! That's it, that's it, that's IT!"
He cackled insanely and bounded down what remained of the stairs,
knocking Jenna and Menardi over as he did so. The two Mars Adepts yelled
something and cast spells, singing the tail end of his cloak, but he got
away before they could do any serious damage.
He found Dora coming out of the kitchen with a platter of food.
He decided threatening probably wouldn't work, and besides, it'd be rude.
"Where are they?" he asked as politely as he could under the
circumstances.
"Where are what, dear?" she asked, setting the platter down on
the table.
"Well, I left my fluffy purple slippers in the upstairs hall, and
I was just wondering where they were-"
"Oh, those old things?" Dora smiled at him. "Well, they were
kind of worn out, so I threw them away. Were they yours?"
"Y-yeah..." Ivan muttered. "They were."
"Well, you shouldn't have left them lying about if you wanted to
keep them," Dora shook her finger. "Oh, and the girls wanted to talk to
you."
"Um...okay," Ivan shrugged. There was no use trying to get the
truth, if it even was the truth, out of Isaac's mom. She was slippery,
he would never beat her at her own game.
"Ivan!" Mia waved him over. All of the girls were sitting at one
end of the table, giggling like mad. "Come over here! Sit with us!"
"Okay," he bounded over and sat down inbetween Menardi and Sheba.
He tried to ignore the fact that Agatio was laughing his head off.
"We got you a present, Ivan," Karst pulled a box out from
underneath the table. "We hope you like them."
Wondering if this wasn't some elaborate trap to convince him that
he WANTED them to give him a make over (it had happened once, and he
didn't really want to repeat the experience) Ivan took the box from her
and opened the lid.
Inside was a pair of knitted, purple slippers.
"SLIPPERS! PURPLE SLIPPERS!" he gasped.
"Yeah, we saw Dora throw yours away, and Mia knew how much you
liked them, so we made you knew ones," Sheba explained.
"They're not fluffy, but we hope they'll do," Jenna smiled
sweetly at him.
"They'll work wonderfully," he smiled back.
Menardi turned to him. "Of course, there is a price."
"A...price?" he gulped.
"Uh huh," Mia nodded, and evil glint in her eye.
"Oh no..." Ivan muttered.
All of the girls proclaimed his fate in unison. "MAKEOVER!"
The End
Well, thanks for the ride, and thanks to all of the people that
reviewed! I LOVE YOU! ^_^
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "This one was for FBM"::
Fans of a Blonde Midget, for those who don't know.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Yup! Well, we'll be seein' ya!"::
Thank you for your patience! It took a while to get that second chapter
out, but wasn't it worth the wait?
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "BYE!"::
Well, once again, thank you, reviewers, and even people that didn't
review! Isaac's getting impatient, so see ya in all of my other fics and
in future ones!
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "ANOTHER one?"::
Yeah, creepy, huh?
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Very"::
Alright, read and enjoy!
Chapter 4: The Price to Pay
Ivan stumbled around the house in shock. It couldn't be true, it
just couldn't! His fluffy purple slippers...his beautiful, wonderful,
fluffy purple slippers were gone forever, to be burried in some trash
heap and burned. They has probably already been burned. They were gone.
Gone forever and ever...
"Hey, Ivan, you okay?" Alex asked him as he passed him in the
hall. "Did you find your slippers?"
"Dora threw them away," he said glumly, sitting on the floor.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Alex said, not sounding very sincere, and walked
away.
Ivan sat there for a while, lamenting over the loss of his fluffy
purple slippers, before Dora called them all to dinner with a single,
well carried scream.
"DINNER!"
Ivan got up and made his way down the stairs. "I might as well
eat. No reason that I should waste Dora's time by not eating because she
threw away my fluffy purple slippers. Wait...Isaac said he THOUGHT his
mom threw them away...so...she MUST have stolen my fluffy purple slippers
and said she threw them away so that I would think they're gone forever
but in REALITY she's just waiting for me to go back to Kalay so that she
can wear them around because they're the best slippers ever seen in this
town! That's it, that's it, that's IT!"
He cackled insanely and bounded down what remained of the stairs,
knocking Jenna and Menardi over as he did so. The two Mars Adepts yelled
something and cast spells, singing the tail end of his cloak, but he got
away before they could do any serious damage.
He found Dora coming out of the kitchen with a platter of food.
He decided threatening probably wouldn't work, and besides, it'd be rude.
"Where are they?" he asked as politely as he could under the
circumstances.
"Where are what, dear?" she asked, setting the platter down on
the table.
"Well, I left my fluffy purple slippers in the upstairs hall, and
I was just wondering where they were-"
"Oh, those old things?" Dora smiled at him. "Well, they were
kind of worn out, so I threw them away. Were they yours?"
"Y-yeah..." Ivan muttered. "They were."
"Well, you shouldn't have left them lying about if you wanted to
keep them," Dora shook her finger. "Oh, and the girls wanted to talk to
you."
"Um...okay," Ivan shrugged. There was no use trying to get the
truth, if it even was the truth, out of Isaac's mom. She was slippery,
he would never beat her at her own game.
"Ivan!" Mia waved him over. All of the girls were sitting at one
end of the table, giggling like mad. "Come over here! Sit with us!"
"Okay," he bounded over and sat down inbetween Menardi and Sheba.
He tried to ignore the fact that Agatio was laughing his head off.
"We got you a present, Ivan," Karst pulled a box out from
underneath the table. "We hope you like them."
Wondering if this wasn't some elaborate trap to convince him that
he WANTED them to give him a make over (it had happened once, and he
didn't really want to repeat the experience) Ivan took the box from her
and opened the lid.
Inside was a pair of knitted, purple slippers.
"SLIPPERS! PURPLE SLIPPERS!" he gasped.
"Yeah, we saw Dora throw yours away, and Mia knew how much you
liked them, so we made you knew ones," Sheba explained.
"They're not fluffy, but we hope they'll do," Jenna smiled
sweetly at him.
"They'll work wonderfully," he smiled back.
Menardi turned to him. "Of course, there is a price."
"A...price?" he gulped.
"Uh huh," Mia nodded, and evil glint in her eye.
"Oh no..." Ivan muttered.
All of the girls proclaimed his fate in unison. "MAKEOVER!"
The End
Well, thanks for the ride, and thanks to all of the people that
reviewed! I LOVE YOU! ^_^
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "This one was for FBM"::
Fans of a Blonde Midget, for those who don't know.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Yup! Well, we'll be seein' ya!"::
Thank you for your patience! It took a while to get that second chapter
out, but wasn't it worth the wait?
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "BYE!"::
Well, once again, thank you, reviewers, and even people that didn't
review! Isaac's getting impatient, so see ya in all of my other fics and
in future ones!