Le livre des Morts
"Hey Reggie!!" Came Otto's familiar, annoying voice. Reggie looked up from her homework.
"What is it Rocket Boy?" She called.
Suddenly Otto came running into her room. "Dude, you have to do me a favor."
Reggie sighed. "And when did you ever do a favor for me?" She asked teasingly.
"Ohh, c'mon Reg! Please!" He begged.
Reggie sighed. "Alright, what is it?"
"Can you run over to Twist's house and get his Twist Cam?"
"Why can't you guys get it??"
"Because we have to go to the tournaments at Madtown!"
Reggie rubbed her forehead in aggravation. "Sure-where should I meet you guys?"
"By the skate ring."
"Fine."
"Great! Thanks Reg! You're the best!"
"Tell Twister I said hi!"
"I will!"
With that Otto ran out of the house, leaving Reggie to retrieve Twister's video camera. She sighed. She had better get it done now, so she wouldn't get busted later.
About ten minutes later, Reggie arrived at the Rodriquez household. She knocked sleepily. The door opened almost immediately. There were two gasps of shock.
"Lars?"
"Rocket?!"
Reggie blinked. She hadn't even thought about the fact that Lars might be here!! She mentally slapped herself. Her luck just seemed to be getting even more rotten every day.
"What are you doing here, Rocket?" Lars demanded.
Reggie frowned. "I came to get Twister's video camera."
Lars eyed her suspiciously before he sighed. "Fine, I'll go get it."
Reggie tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Lars to come back with Twister's prized possession-aside from his hat. After fifteen minutes Reggie grumbled and pushed the door aside.
"Lars? Lars I have been waiting for fifteen minutes! I know Twister's messy but come on!" She called into the house. To her surprise, there was no answer. Not even a smart aleck remark. Slowly she walked up the stairs. She knew where Twister's room was. Her, Otto, and Sam had been in there plenty of times.
"Lars?" She asked half way up the stairs. There was still no answer. She frowned in annoyance. "Oh come on Lars! If you're trying to scare me it isn't working, it's just making me really POed!!" She snapped.
Once she was on top of the stairs she saw a slight glow coming from Twister's room. She was about to open the door when she heard her name.
"Reggie? What's going on?"
Reggie looked down in relief. "Twister! Get up here!"
Confused, the cute, baby-faced pre-teen scampered up the stairs to her side.
"What's going on Reg? We've been waiting at Madtown for forever!"
Reggie pointed to his room. "You're idiot brother is trying to scare me."
Twister scratched the back of his head. "But that's my room..."
Reggie smiled. "No, you think?"
"No I'm serious, it has my name on the door. See."
Reggie rolled her eyes playfully. "I was joking Twist."
"Oooohh..."
Slowly, the two tiptoed into Twister's room, ready to scare Lars and have his plan backfire. However, when they entered the room---there was no sign of Lars. Twister and Reggie shared a glance.
"I though you said he was in here." Twister asked, confused.
"I thought he was..." Reggie mumbled as she looked around.
"Hey Reg, look!" Twister cried, trying to get her attention. Reggie looked over at Twister, then glanced over at what he was pointing at. Her eyes widened in shock. There, on the floor was a book. It was a large book, and it was lying on it's back-it's pages slung open. Reggie looked over at Twister, asking him with her eyes, Twister just shrugged.
"Don't look at me. I just live here."
Reggie smiled before she slowly walked toward the book. Gently she picked it up. Her eyes widened. The book was surprisingly warm to the touch. She looked up at Twister. He nodded. Carefully, Reggie read the text inside the book. She frowned. "What is this supposed to mean??"
"I dunno....but there's a big hole in the middle of my floor!" Cried Twister. Reggie looked over, wondering what he was talking about. She screamed. There was a large black hole forming in the middle of Twister's room. And before they could react there was a blood-red light that engulfed them. Knocking them unconscious.
"Hey Reggie!!" Came Otto's familiar, annoying voice. Reggie looked up from her homework.
"What is it Rocket Boy?" She called.
Suddenly Otto came running into her room. "Dude, you have to do me a favor."
Reggie sighed. "And when did you ever do a favor for me?" She asked teasingly.
"Ohh, c'mon Reg! Please!" He begged.
Reggie sighed. "Alright, what is it?"
"Can you run over to Twist's house and get his Twist Cam?"
"Why can't you guys get it??"
"Because we have to go to the tournaments at Madtown!"
Reggie rubbed her forehead in aggravation. "Sure-where should I meet you guys?"
"By the skate ring."
"Fine."
"Great! Thanks Reg! You're the best!"
"Tell Twister I said hi!"
"I will!"
With that Otto ran out of the house, leaving Reggie to retrieve Twister's video camera. She sighed. She had better get it done now, so she wouldn't get busted later.
About ten minutes later, Reggie arrived at the Rodriquez household. She knocked sleepily. The door opened almost immediately. There were two gasps of shock.
"Lars?"
"Rocket?!"
Reggie blinked. She hadn't even thought about the fact that Lars might be here!! She mentally slapped herself. Her luck just seemed to be getting even more rotten every day.
"What are you doing here, Rocket?" Lars demanded.
Reggie frowned. "I came to get Twister's video camera."
Lars eyed her suspiciously before he sighed. "Fine, I'll go get it."
Reggie tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Lars to come back with Twister's prized possession-aside from his hat. After fifteen minutes Reggie grumbled and pushed the door aside.
"Lars? Lars I have been waiting for fifteen minutes! I know Twister's messy but come on!" She called into the house. To her surprise, there was no answer. Not even a smart aleck remark. Slowly she walked up the stairs. She knew where Twister's room was. Her, Otto, and Sam had been in there plenty of times.
"Lars?" She asked half way up the stairs. There was still no answer. She frowned in annoyance. "Oh come on Lars! If you're trying to scare me it isn't working, it's just making me really POed!!" She snapped.
Once she was on top of the stairs she saw a slight glow coming from Twister's room. She was about to open the door when she heard her name.
"Reggie? What's going on?"
Reggie looked down in relief. "Twister! Get up here!"
Confused, the cute, baby-faced pre-teen scampered up the stairs to her side.
"What's going on Reg? We've been waiting at Madtown for forever!"
Reggie pointed to his room. "You're idiot brother is trying to scare me."
Twister scratched the back of his head. "But that's my room..."
Reggie smiled. "No, you think?"
"No I'm serious, it has my name on the door. See."
Reggie rolled her eyes playfully. "I was joking Twist."
"Oooohh..."
Slowly, the two tiptoed into Twister's room, ready to scare Lars and have his plan backfire. However, when they entered the room---there was no sign of Lars. Twister and Reggie shared a glance.
"I though you said he was in here." Twister asked, confused.
"I thought he was..." Reggie mumbled as she looked around.
"Hey Reg, look!" Twister cried, trying to get her attention. Reggie looked over at Twister, then glanced over at what he was pointing at. Her eyes widened in shock. There, on the floor was a book. It was a large book, and it was lying on it's back-it's pages slung open. Reggie looked over at Twister, asking him with her eyes, Twister just shrugged.
"Don't look at me. I just live here."
Reggie smiled before she slowly walked toward the book. Gently she picked it up. Her eyes widened. The book was surprisingly warm to the touch. She looked up at Twister. He nodded. Carefully, Reggie read the text inside the book. She frowned. "What is this supposed to mean??"
"I dunno....but there's a big hole in the middle of my floor!" Cried Twister. Reggie looked over, wondering what he was talking about. She screamed. There was a large black hole forming in the middle of Twister's room. And before they could react there was a blood-red light that engulfed them. Knocking them unconscious.