*see chapter 1 for disclamier*
okay, i'm sorry if this chapter sucks..my cat woke me up at 7 this morning and i couldn't go back to sleep so i wrote this ^_~
p.s. I don't own Avril Lavigne, either...but I DO think she's cool ^_^
17 once again sat on a bench, watching his sister power-shop inside another clothing store. "She's such a bitch.." he said to himself. He looked down at his lovely apparel and frowned. "I HAVE to get her back for this."
Just then 18 came out of the store with 5 more bags. "Let's move on." she said as she pulled him to his feet. "These humans are starting to get on my nerves."
"How can they NOT?" 17 asked as he gathered up the bags and reluctantly followed his sister down the mall.
18 chuckled slightly. "Good point." she agreed as she looked around, trying to decide where to go next.
17's eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, check it out! A toy store!" he exclaimed with excitement, as if regressing back to childhood.
"No, 17...come on.." said 18 without looking back. "Remember what happened the LAST time you went in the toy store?"
"Chill out, sis..." he retorted. "I just wanna look." He dropped the bags on a bench and sauntered over to a display of Power Wheel cars. "Hey look, I can be just like that Avril Lavigne chick!" he said as he sat in one.
"You watch way too much television." 18 said as she crossed her arms and smirked at him.
"I know..." he agreed as he turned the little key in the ignition and pushed the petal down. "Woah! Watch out!" he exlaimed as he took off towards 18, trying to run her over.
"17!" she exlaimed in a once again not so happy monotone voice. "What are you trying to do?! Get us kicked out of the mall?!"
"Yeah! Is it working?!" he called over his shoulder as he drove into the toy store, flying down aisles and knocking things off shelves.
"17! Stoppit!" 18 spat angrily. "Honestly! Could you act any more like a child?!"
17 growled. "Yes!" he answered bluntly. He ramped over a pool full of toys and jumped out of the car, watching it fly into a rack of nintendo games.
18 scoffed. "Yeah right! I'd like to see THAT happen." she retailiated, smoke nearly blowing out of her ears.
"Um...excuse me, miss?" asked a security guard as he tapped 18 on the shoulder.
"Don't touch me! ...What do you want?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him.
"Are you related to that man?" the security guard asked, motioning to 17.
18 thought for a second. "No." she replied. Why do you ask?"
An evil grin slowly spread across 17's face. He dropped to his hands and knees and crawled over to 18. "Mommy?" he said in his best little kid voice as he looked up at her.
18 growled. "17! What are you doing?!"
"Mommy! Care go boom!" was his only reply.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but you're gonna have to pay for all the damage your son did." the security guard said with a sweatdrop.
"Hey idiot!" she exclaimed. "Does it LOOK like I'm old enough to have a son THAT old?!" She pointed to 17, who was now sucking his thumb.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but rules are rules are rules.." said the security guard, slightly backing away.
"I don't HAVE that kind of money!" said 18 through clenched teeth, her eyes almost seeming to glow red with anger.
"That's okay.." said the security guard as he grabbed her arm. "We'll just have you work it off."
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17 came out of the bathroom in his normal clothes and dropped the conglomeration of satin he ha been wearing before on the ground. "Good riddance.." he said as eh ki blasted them, turning them into a steaming pile of ash on the ground. "Now, for my laugh of the day."
He headed back out into the mall to the Santa Clause Village. He looked around, and after spotting his sister, chuckled to himself evilly.
18 was dressed in a little elf costume, holding a bag of candy canes. The costume consisted of a green dress that came down to just above her knees where it met red and white striped stockings, a matching green elf hat, and green elf shoes with little red jingle bells on the toes.
She grabbed the next kid in line to sit in Santas lap, slammed a candy cane in his hand, and threw him into Santa. Crossing her arms, she looked over at her brother. She glared and mouthed the words "I hate you."
17 just smiled and waved, then looked at the long line of kids that still awaited their turn. He stuck his hands in his pockets and gave a satisfied sigh. Revenge had never tasted so sweet.
okay, i'm sorry if this chapter sucks..my cat woke me up at 7 this morning and i couldn't go back to sleep so i wrote this ^_~
p.s. I don't own Avril Lavigne, either...but I DO think she's cool ^_^
17 once again sat on a bench, watching his sister power-shop inside another clothing store. "She's such a bitch.." he said to himself. He looked down at his lovely apparel and frowned. "I HAVE to get her back for this."
Just then 18 came out of the store with 5 more bags. "Let's move on." she said as she pulled him to his feet. "These humans are starting to get on my nerves."
"How can they NOT?" 17 asked as he gathered up the bags and reluctantly followed his sister down the mall.
18 chuckled slightly. "Good point." she agreed as she looked around, trying to decide where to go next.
17's eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, check it out! A toy store!" he exclaimed with excitement, as if regressing back to childhood.
"No, 17...come on.." said 18 without looking back. "Remember what happened the LAST time you went in the toy store?"
"Chill out, sis..." he retorted. "I just wanna look." He dropped the bags on a bench and sauntered over to a display of Power Wheel cars. "Hey look, I can be just like that Avril Lavigne chick!" he said as he sat in one.
"You watch way too much television." 18 said as she crossed her arms and smirked at him.
"I know..." he agreed as he turned the little key in the ignition and pushed the petal down. "Woah! Watch out!" he exlaimed as he took off towards 18, trying to run her over.
"17!" she exlaimed in a once again not so happy monotone voice. "What are you trying to do?! Get us kicked out of the mall?!"
"Yeah! Is it working?!" he called over his shoulder as he drove into the toy store, flying down aisles and knocking things off shelves.
"17! Stoppit!" 18 spat angrily. "Honestly! Could you act any more like a child?!"
17 growled. "Yes!" he answered bluntly. He ramped over a pool full of toys and jumped out of the car, watching it fly into a rack of nintendo games.
18 scoffed. "Yeah right! I'd like to see THAT happen." she retailiated, smoke nearly blowing out of her ears.
"Um...excuse me, miss?" asked a security guard as he tapped 18 on the shoulder.
"Don't touch me! ...What do you want?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him.
"Are you related to that man?" the security guard asked, motioning to 17.
18 thought for a second. "No." she replied. Why do you ask?"
An evil grin slowly spread across 17's face. He dropped to his hands and knees and crawled over to 18. "Mommy?" he said in his best little kid voice as he looked up at her.
18 growled. "17! What are you doing?!"
"Mommy! Care go boom!" was his only reply.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but you're gonna have to pay for all the damage your son did." the security guard said with a sweatdrop.
"Hey idiot!" she exclaimed. "Does it LOOK like I'm old enough to have a son THAT old?!" She pointed to 17, who was now sucking his thumb.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but rules are rules are rules.." said the security guard, slightly backing away.
"I don't HAVE that kind of money!" said 18 through clenched teeth, her eyes almost seeming to glow red with anger.
"That's okay.." said the security guard as he grabbed her arm. "We'll just have you work it off."
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17 came out of the bathroom in his normal clothes and dropped the conglomeration of satin he ha been wearing before on the ground. "Good riddance.." he said as eh ki blasted them, turning them into a steaming pile of ash on the ground. "Now, for my laugh of the day."
He headed back out into the mall to the Santa Clause Village. He looked around, and after spotting his sister, chuckled to himself evilly.
18 was dressed in a little elf costume, holding a bag of candy canes. The costume consisted of a green dress that came down to just above her knees where it met red and white striped stockings, a matching green elf hat, and green elf shoes with little red jingle bells on the toes.
She grabbed the next kid in line to sit in Santas lap, slammed a candy cane in his hand, and threw him into Santa. Crossing her arms, she looked over at her brother. She glared and mouthed the words "I hate you."
17 just smiled and waved, then looked at the long line of kids that still awaited their turn. He stuck his hands in his pockets and gave a satisfied sigh. Revenge had never tasted so sweet.