Chapter 7
"You were right, the room does look a lot better this way!" commented Christian as he surveyed their handy-work.
"Were not done yet!" Shannon laughed as he added another luminous green strip to the already bright purple wall.
"You better be buying me some more dye when we are!" Jeff warned, watching numerous empty bottles flying to the bin.
"Hey lookie what I found in this drawer! Complementary super-glue!" Shannon yelled excitedly running into the bathroom with it.
The other two exchanged confused looks before running after him. The stopped out side the door as it was slammed in their face.
Shannon was singing (to the tune of 'the toe bone's connected to the foot bone') while he danced around, gluing everything. "The toilet seat is glued to the. . . TOILET! The plugs are glued to the. . . PLUGHOLES! The taps are glued in the. . . ON POSITION!! The door lock is glued to the. . . DOORFRAME!"
"Shan . . . just stop and think about what you just did wooja?" Jeff said slowly from the other side of the door.
Shannon stopped and looked around the bathroom, puzzled. Realization suddenly dawned on him, as he watched the bath and sink quickly fill up. Running to the door, he began trying to unlock it, but the glue had already dried. By this time, the water was spilling over onto the floor.
"Uh-oh. . . "
"Shan, hang on, we're gunna go get some help!" Christian called to him, as they ran out of the messy, multi-coloured room.
"What idiot didn't put over-flows on the baths and sinks?!" Shannon complained to himself, jumping up on the toilet seat to keep his feet dry.
Out in the corridor, Jeff and Christian were discussing what to do.
"If we ask the crew for help, we're gunna be in *big* trouble" Christian said
Jeff thought this over before speaking. "It'll have to be one of the guys then! Who's the heaviest?"
"BIG-SHOW!" they yelled at the same time before running of to an elevator.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"You could have picked any floor, and you just *had* pick the one with the pool on it!" Jeff yelled accusingly. "No-one's gunna be down here!"
"Oops!" Christian said nervously, turning back to the elevator.
"No, don't tell the Rock, the Rock knows who you are! You're Mary!"
"No!"
"No wait, you're not Mary! No, the Rock knows who you are! You're Sue!"
"NO!"
"No-one's gunna be down here, huh?" Christian said smugly as they followed the voice back to its owner.
"ROCK!" they yelled when they saw him sitting on a sun-bed with a girl.
"Hey, hey, HEY! What do you think you are doing? Can't you see the Rocks talking to . . . umm . . .? "
The girl just stormed off.
"You see what you just did?! You better have a good reason for interrupting the Rock!"
"Rock, do you know where Big-Show is?" Jeff replied quickly
Rock sighed. "The candy-asses are on the top deck, the jabronies are on level 2, the rest of them are on any floor in between."
"Thanks come on Chris!" Jeff said as they ran back to the elevator.
Pausing before pressing a floor number, Christian turned to Jeff.
"Do you think Big-Show is a Candy-Ass?"
"Umm . . . no . . . I don't think he's a Jabroni either . . ."
" 'Any level in between' it is then!"
"You were right, the room does look a lot better this way!" commented Christian as he surveyed their handy-work.
"Were not done yet!" Shannon laughed as he added another luminous green strip to the already bright purple wall.
"You better be buying me some more dye when we are!" Jeff warned, watching numerous empty bottles flying to the bin.
"Hey lookie what I found in this drawer! Complementary super-glue!" Shannon yelled excitedly running into the bathroom with it.
The other two exchanged confused looks before running after him. The stopped out side the door as it was slammed in their face.
Shannon was singing (to the tune of 'the toe bone's connected to the foot bone') while he danced around, gluing everything. "The toilet seat is glued to the. . . TOILET! The plugs are glued to the. . . PLUGHOLES! The taps are glued in the. . . ON POSITION!! The door lock is glued to the. . . DOORFRAME!"
"Shan . . . just stop and think about what you just did wooja?" Jeff said slowly from the other side of the door.
Shannon stopped and looked around the bathroom, puzzled. Realization suddenly dawned on him, as he watched the bath and sink quickly fill up. Running to the door, he began trying to unlock it, but the glue had already dried. By this time, the water was spilling over onto the floor.
"Uh-oh. . . "
"Shan, hang on, we're gunna go get some help!" Christian called to him, as they ran out of the messy, multi-coloured room.
"What idiot didn't put over-flows on the baths and sinks?!" Shannon complained to himself, jumping up on the toilet seat to keep his feet dry.
Out in the corridor, Jeff and Christian were discussing what to do.
"If we ask the crew for help, we're gunna be in *big* trouble" Christian said
Jeff thought this over before speaking. "It'll have to be one of the guys then! Who's the heaviest?"
"BIG-SHOW!" they yelled at the same time before running of to an elevator.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"You could have picked any floor, and you just *had* pick the one with the pool on it!" Jeff yelled accusingly. "No-one's gunna be down here!"
"Oops!" Christian said nervously, turning back to the elevator.
"No, don't tell the Rock, the Rock knows who you are! You're Mary!"
"No!"
"No wait, you're not Mary! No, the Rock knows who you are! You're Sue!"
"NO!"
"No-one's gunna be down here, huh?" Christian said smugly as they followed the voice back to its owner.
"ROCK!" they yelled when they saw him sitting on a sun-bed with a girl.
"Hey, hey, HEY! What do you think you are doing? Can't you see the Rocks talking to . . . umm . . .? "
The girl just stormed off.
"You see what you just did?! You better have a good reason for interrupting the Rock!"
"Rock, do you know where Big-Show is?" Jeff replied quickly
Rock sighed. "The candy-asses are on the top deck, the jabronies are on level 2, the rest of them are on any floor in between."
"Thanks come on Chris!" Jeff said as they ran back to the elevator.
Pausing before pressing a floor number, Christian turned to Jeff.
"Do you think Big-Show is a Candy-Ass?"
"Umm . . . no . . . I don't think he's a Jabroni either . . ."
" 'Any level in between' it is then!"