Disclaimer: see page one
A/N: Sorry that last chapter was so short... and plain odd... so please don't throw breakdancing multicoloured jellyfish at me ((that means you too Mawee!)).
Winter Paradise (or so they thought) By: Pink Leopard
Chapter 3: A Series of Unexpected Events
After a few minutes, Joey found a pair of the same LA blue jeans ((because he buys the same LA blue jeans from the same store in the same city on the same day every year that he's out to the same city to the same store where he buys the same LA blue jeans that he wears every single day! O_O;;; I'm gonna shut up now)). He made his way back down the hall to the living room. When he got back, he found Mai sleeping on the couch. 'She looks so cute when she's like that", he thought. He went upstairs to his room and picked up a blanket. He came back down and placed it over her. He smiled and laid down on the carpet beside the couch and went to sleep.
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Mai felt the warmth of the blanket over her. She slowly opened her eyes. The room was still dark. She checked her watch. It was 10:49 am. Mai raised an eyebrow. She got up and almost tripped over Joey. She looked down at him. 'Hn... just what does he think he's doing?' She stepped over him and moved over to the window. She opened the curtains and gasped. The window was covered in snow. She hit the window to make the snow fall, but it didn't budge. She realized that the snow went pass the window. Mai shook her head. 'This can't be happening...' Mai screamed. Joey sprang up from the floor. "M-Mai... what's wrong?" he asked. Mai turned to him. "WE'RE SNOWED IN!" Joey's eyes widened when he saw the window. 'This is both good and bad', he thought, smiling inside. He suddenly realized it was very cold. He rubbed his arms. "I'll be right back, Mai, I'm gonna check the heater" Joey walked back to the laundry room. It was cold inside the laundry room too. He touched the heater ((which you shouldn't do because you could get burned, I should know...)). It was ice cold. The heater had frozen over last night. 'That's what you get for installing a heater on the outside wall, Dad...'
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Mai paced around the living room with the blanket over her shoulders. She too had noticed the change in temperature. All of a sudden, the phone rang. She quickly located the phone on the side table and picked up the receiver. She held it up to her ear and answered. "Hello?" she said, coolly. There was a pause from the other end. Then came a familiar voice. "M-Mai? Mai Valentine? Is that you?" said a voice from the other end. Mai's eyes widened. "Tristan Taylor?!" Mai yelled into the phone. A wince was heard from the other end. "Jeez, Mai... you don't hafta yell!" Tristan shouted. Mai ignored him. "So what do you want?" she asked, nonchalantly. "First tell me why you're in Joey's house?" Mai rolled her eyes. "I got caught in a snowstorm" she replied. Snickering was heard from the other end. If Tristan was standing there, his ass was grass and she was the lawnmower. "What's so funny?" Mai asked, irritated. "Nothing... Can I talked to Joey?" Just then Joey walked back into the living room, now wearing a sweatshirt. Mai gave him a small smile. "The phone's for you..." she said, handing him the receiver. Joey took it and held it up to his ear. "Um... H'llo?" he said, looking at Mai's expression. Her eyes were glued on the phone, as if she wanted to burn a hole in it with her eyes. "Hey, Joey! It's me, Tristan!" Joey smiled a bit. "Oh hi, Tristan" he said. There was loud snickering coming from the other end. "Tristan... what's so funny?" asked, annoyed. "Have you done anything naughty, Joey?" asked Tristan. Joey's eye's widened. "What the hell are you talking about?!" Joey was blushing furiously. "Don't try to play dumb. I mean come on. You're snowed in with Mai! Don't tell me you haven't gotten laid!" Tristan said. He must of said it loud enough because Mai turned her head and was now giving Joey, or the phone, a death glare. A sweat drop formed at the side of Joey's face. "Listen, Tristan... I don't wanna talk about this..." Joey said, a bit stressed. "You kno-" The phone went dead. "H-Hello? Tristan? You still there?" he uttered into the receiver. Nothing. Only the sound of his own voice was heard. He placed the phone back on the hook. "The phone's dead" he said plainly. Mai grinned. "Well this is turning out to be a fine day isn't it?" she said, sarcastically. She shot Joey a glare. "So... Tristan was being himself, right?" Mai asked, still glaring at him a bit. Joey nodded, still blushing. Mai let out a giggle. "I've never seen you blush, Joey. You look cute when you do though" That made Joey go even redder. Mai checked her watch again. 12:09. Joey looked down at his own watch ((YAY! They all have watches!)). 'Man, am I hungry' he thought. He looked back at Mai. "Would you like something to eat?" he asked her. Mai nodded. "That would be nice," she said, finally giving him a smile. Joey went to the light switch and flicked it on. The light wouldn't come on. "The power's out," he said, "that means... the stove won't come on... and neither will the microwave..." Mai slouched back into the couch. "Perfect..." she said, rolling her eyes. A few minutes later they were sitting down at the counter, eating their PB+J sandwiches.
A/N: well there's ch. 3... I hoped you liked it, it will continue, but please, no more breakdancing multicoloured jellyfish... PLEASE!
A/N: Sorry that last chapter was so short... and plain odd... so please don't throw breakdancing multicoloured jellyfish at me ((that means you too Mawee!)).
Winter Paradise (or so they thought) By: Pink Leopard
Chapter 3: A Series of Unexpected Events
After a few minutes, Joey found a pair of the same LA blue jeans ((because he buys the same LA blue jeans from the same store in the same city on the same day every year that he's out to the same city to the same store where he buys the same LA blue jeans that he wears every single day! O_O;;; I'm gonna shut up now)). He made his way back down the hall to the living room. When he got back, he found Mai sleeping on the couch. 'She looks so cute when she's like that", he thought. He went upstairs to his room and picked up a blanket. He came back down and placed it over her. He smiled and laid down on the carpet beside the couch and went to sleep.
*~*~*
Mai felt the warmth of the blanket over her. She slowly opened her eyes. The room was still dark. She checked her watch. It was 10:49 am. Mai raised an eyebrow. She got up and almost tripped over Joey. She looked down at him. 'Hn... just what does he think he's doing?' She stepped over him and moved over to the window. She opened the curtains and gasped. The window was covered in snow. She hit the window to make the snow fall, but it didn't budge. She realized that the snow went pass the window. Mai shook her head. 'This can't be happening...' Mai screamed. Joey sprang up from the floor. "M-Mai... what's wrong?" he asked. Mai turned to him. "WE'RE SNOWED IN!" Joey's eyes widened when he saw the window. 'This is both good and bad', he thought, smiling inside. He suddenly realized it was very cold. He rubbed his arms. "I'll be right back, Mai, I'm gonna check the heater" Joey walked back to the laundry room. It was cold inside the laundry room too. He touched the heater ((which you shouldn't do because you could get burned, I should know...)). It was ice cold. The heater had frozen over last night. 'That's what you get for installing a heater on the outside wall, Dad...'
*~*~*
Mai paced around the living room with the blanket over her shoulders. She too had noticed the change in temperature. All of a sudden, the phone rang. She quickly located the phone on the side table and picked up the receiver. She held it up to her ear and answered. "Hello?" she said, coolly. There was a pause from the other end. Then came a familiar voice. "M-Mai? Mai Valentine? Is that you?" said a voice from the other end. Mai's eyes widened. "Tristan Taylor?!" Mai yelled into the phone. A wince was heard from the other end. "Jeez, Mai... you don't hafta yell!" Tristan shouted. Mai ignored him. "So what do you want?" she asked, nonchalantly. "First tell me why you're in Joey's house?" Mai rolled her eyes. "I got caught in a snowstorm" she replied. Snickering was heard from the other end. If Tristan was standing there, his ass was grass and she was the lawnmower. "What's so funny?" Mai asked, irritated. "Nothing... Can I talked to Joey?" Just then Joey walked back into the living room, now wearing a sweatshirt. Mai gave him a small smile. "The phone's for you..." she said, handing him the receiver. Joey took it and held it up to his ear. "Um... H'llo?" he said, looking at Mai's expression. Her eyes were glued on the phone, as if she wanted to burn a hole in it with her eyes. "Hey, Joey! It's me, Tristan!" Joey smiled a bit. "Oh hi, Tristan" he said. There was loud snickering coming from the other end. "Tristan... what's so funny?" asked, annoyed. "Have you done anything naughty, Joey?" asked Tristan. Joey's eye's widened. "What the hell are you talking about?!" Joey was blushing furiously. "Don't try to play dumb. I mean come on. You're snowed in with Mai! Don't tell me you haven't gotten laid!" Tristan said. He must of said it loud enough because Mai turned her head and was now giving Joey, or the phone, a death glare. A sweat drop formed at the side of Joey's face. "Listen, Tristan... I don't wanna talk about this..." Joey said, a bit stressed. "You kno-" The phone went dead. "H-Hello? Tristan? You still there?" he uttered into the receiver. Nothing. Only the sound of his own voice was heard. He placed the phone back on the hook. "The phone's dead" he said plainly. Mai grinned. "Well this is turning out to be a fine day isn't it?" she said, sarcastically. She shot Joey a glare. "So... Tristan was being himself, right?" Mai asked, still glaring at him a bit. Joey nodded, still blushing. Mai let out a giggle. "I've never seen you blush, Joey. You look cute when you do though" That made Joey go even redder. Mai checked her watch again. 12:09. Joey looked down at his own watch ((YAY! They all have watches!)). 'Man, am I hungry' he thought. He looked back at Mai. "Would you like something to eat?" he asked her. Mai nodded. "That would be nice," she said, finally giving him a smile. Joey went to the light switch and flicked it on. The light wouldn't come on. "The power's out," he said, "that means... the stove won't come on... and neither will the microwave..." Mai slouched back into the couch. "Perfect..." she said, rolling her eyes. A few minutes later they were sitting down at the counter, eating their PB+J sandwiches.
A/N: well there's ch. 3... I hoped you liked it, it will continue, but please, no more breakdancing multicoloured jellyfish... PLEASE!
