Spin The Bottle
By: Crystal Words
AN: Hey! It's me again... sorry for not updating sooner...thank y'all for al the reviews I got! But I'm sooooo sorry for the long wait; I've been super-busy! To compensate (ooh! Big word!) for the wait, I've written an EXTRA-EVENTFUL CHAPTER! Yay! I'm really happy the way this chapter turned out, a lot of new places and things! I'm sooooo happy! In this chapter *smiles happily * the party starts! YAY!
Chapter 3:
Syaoran was playing Final Fantast XXI (AN: Is there such thing?) in his room. Eriol was looking through a Victoria's Secret magazine he stole from the mall, in his room. Yes, this was fun (for them), but why weren't they together, playing tricks, having fun with each other?
*~*Flashback*~* "BOYS!" I just called Wonder World! Where Is MY FURNITURE?"
"Um...uh.... hehe..."
"Mrs. Li, I can explain! We, um, were...um...uh...err..."
"THEY JUST TOLD ME THAT THEY SOLD MY FURNITURE TO SOMEONE ELSE! BECAUSE NO ONE CAME TO PICK UP MY FURNITURE!"
~*~End Flashback~*~
I'm sure you get my drift... that Syaoran and Eriol were grounded. They were not allowed out of their rooms until tomorrow. Isn't that the worst grounding ever given out?
~*~New Flashback~*~
"But MOM!!!!!! We CAN'T! We just CAN'T be grounded till next Tuesday!! Tomorrow we're going to the FIRST party we've EVER gone to since we moved here!! PLEASE!!!! LET US GO! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEE!!!!!!!!" Syaoran begged, throwing himself at his mother's feet.
"Mrs. Li? We kinda would feel cooped up if you ground us... so just let us go to this party! It'll make us waaaay more free, and we could be less depressed!" Eriol said with puppy dog eyes.
Mrs. Li snorted. "Like you're depressed right now?" But this just made Eriol and Syaoran look even more pitiful.
"Al-rite. Just this once. Okay?" Mrs. Li said, giving in.
"YES!" Syaoran and Eriol said at the same time, leaping up and pumping their arms in the air.
~*~End Flashback~*~
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-Tomoyo & Sakura's Apt., across town-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-
"Tomoyo, I COMMAND you to start packing! We can't be late for this party!" Sakura yelled from upstairs. Sounds could be heard from the bedroom, as she shuffled around, slamming drawers and opening doors. "TOMOYO? WHERE'S MY TOOTHBRUSH?" Sakura screamed down the stairs. She was getting quite impatient for the party to start.
But downstairs, Tomoyo was pretending not to hear Sakura. OR care about the party. But in her mind, Tomoyo was thinking: I wonder what's gonna happen at the party! Sakura's toothbrush is the bathroom, I think! Maybe I'll meet another guy! I really miss having a boyfriend. What are we going to do there?
Questions were spinning through her mind. She couldn't wait. But she also couldn't pack. She would go crazy trying to figure out what to wear, what to bring, everything!
Oh god, I'm acting like a teenager getting ready to go on a date! Tomoyo thought. It's just a party! Well, a slumber party. A co-ed slumber party. So? It's still just a party. Of course it is! But the more Tomoyo thought, the more she daydreamed, the more excited she got. But she was nervous about what to bring. Maybe. yea! That was a great idea! Get Sakura to pack her stuff!
Sakura wasn't as good at organizing, or, picking out clothes, but it would take Tomoyo longer than Sakura to choose what to wear. She would say, "Alright. I need one change, pajamas, toothbrush, hairbrush, and a magazine." And then attack the dresser.
"Hey Sakura! I'll go out, check out the house, and you pack my stuff! Okay?" Tomoyo yelled up the stairs.
"Sure! Be back before 8:20!" "'Kay!"
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-The Silent Palace, a. k. a 13 Lordanian Lane*-*-*-*-*- *-*-*-
Tomoyo stopped at 13 Lordanian Lane. She looked at the large house, and thought, Kawaii! This is some high-class slumber party! I can't wait to tell Sakura!
Suddenly, Tomoyo got the urge to do something she hadn't done since junior high. Ring the doorbell, and run away. But she wasn't planning on running away. She planned to check the place out, then run away.
Out of breath, she headed up the huge pathway. After a few minutes, she reached the door. It was a hot day, and Tomoyo was very tired. She walked up to the doorbell, and pressed it firmly. It made a huge loud ring, and then slowly echoed through the huge mansion.
After a minute or so, Tomoyo felt like checking out the backyard. She knew it was trespassing, but hey! She was invited to the house! She should be allowed to check out the place.
But just as she was about to run around to the back, the door opened. A butler made a short, shrill whistle, which somehow made itself clear that the person who'd made the whistle wanted Tomoyo to come back.
Slowly, she walked back to the door. There was a minute or awkward silence, and then, the butler asked Tomoyo a question.
"What business do you have trudging over private property?"
"Um, sir, mister, I was invited here at 8:27, but, like, see, I wanted to check it out beforehand, because, uh, I, um, wanted to, err, check it out!" Tomoyo was freaked out by the butler, but still thought she should be able to be asking questions.
"The owner, and current residents of this house do not enjoy parties. Nor do they enjoy get-togethers, raves, whatever you'd like to call it. In fact, they are not due to arrive at the house for another two weeks! I do say that you have arrived at the wrong Palace."
"Palace? I don't know any palaces, see I was supposed to go to 14 Lordanian Lane, but if no one is at the-"
"This is THIRTEEN Lordanian Lane, so I dare say you go to the Blue Palace, see it? It's that horrendous blue house across the street, they seem to enjoy parties. Ta-ta!" The butler replied, thankful there were no persons due to arrive.
"Oh? Really? I think it's a stunning shade of blue, but everyone's entitled to their own opinion! Bye!" Tomoyo said, already heading down the walk.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-The Blue Palace's Main Living Room*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-
"I. Hate. Parties. I. Hate. The. Longs. I. Hate. Blue. Streamers. I. Hate. Sleepin-" This was what John the serviceman at the Blue Palace had been chanting for the past four hours as the party had been setting up.
"Shut up, why doncha? All you've been doing for the past hour is complaining! And then after all that complaining, you've been pissing and moaning about EVERYTHING! GOD! Shut up!!!!!!!!!!!" Kelly, one of the other BP servicemen said.
"YOU TWO! STOP FIGHTING! All you've been doing since we started was blicker! No! Not blicker, micker! Wait, no. not micker, wicer! Oh god, what's the word? It's um, uh." Kari stammered, slapping her head, trying to find the right word.
But, I'm sure if you were in the BP Servicemen's places, you wouldn't go on like this without a fight. As in, throwing streamers and balloons and attacking everyone you were mad at. Which is what they did. And when Steve and Joe walked in, the room was covered in streamers, balloons, etc. etc. It looked really, really weird. And of course, it was ALL blue. Bright, tacky blue. Just like the house, and the food coloring on and in all the food, and just about everything else in the house!
"Hello, BP servicemen!" Joe said (AN: remember him from chapter 1?). He raised his arms high above his head, and everyone froze. Streamers were floating around John, balloons were tied to Kelley's arms, and Kari was ripping pages out of a pocket dictionary, trying to find the word 'bicker'. And of course, the dictionary was blue.
"Hey! BP's! Love what you've done to the place! It looks really, really rad! Keep doing what you're doing, and you could get a nice bonus! Remember to make it all BLUE!" Steve said. He planned on going on, but Joe stopped him with a loud slap on the back.
I'm sure all of you would like to know about Joe's speech that followed this. But if I even tried to shorten even ONE WORD, Joe would hunt me down, and kill me. And then I'd never be able to tell you the story! So I might as well cut it out altogether, and just say that, "Joe said the most tedious, boring, snobby, stuck-up, stupid, scary speech ever written, and managed to say it in one hour flat!"
Then Joe and Steve walked upstairs, and all returned to normal. Kelly, Joe, and Kari continued fighting, and the cooks cooked. The cleaners cleaned. The servants served. But little did they know that one of their most important guests Tomoyo Daidouiji had been watching the whole, entire incident as she would a soap opera. At full attention. But although this was normal for the residents of the Blue Palace, it was not normal for Tomoyo.
Once this incident ended, Tomoyo ran at full speed back to her apartment, the whole way screaming, "SAKURA SAKURA SAKURA SAKURA!"
"God! Tomoyo, I could hear you from Fifth Street! What happened?" Sakura asked. She held two sleeping bags, and two bags of clothing. She handed the sleeping bags to Tomoyo, then said, "TELL ME! You made such a racket, and then you don't tell me what happened? TELL ME? Aren't I your best friend? Your cousin? Huh? Huh? Huh?" Sakura asked.
"Alright. I'll tell you. But only as long as you hold one of the sleeping bags." "Oh-kay! But tell me!"
And now, we leave our heroines to go see what our heroes are up to!
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-Outside the Li/Hiiragizawa Mansion*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-
"OW!" Syaoran yelled as Eriol threw a football into his stomach. "YOU #&%(#@)$*@&$*$)@#*(%*$%" Syaoran yelled.
"Easy! Easy! Little kids in the vincinity!" Eriol said, pointing to himself.
Syaoran snorted. "Yea! I never knew a little kid who fell in love with beautiful women every Tuesday!"
"You snorter, you!" "What did you call me? WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" "A snorter! Because that's what you are!" "Excuse me? Is that the best you can come up with, YOU CYAN CYANOBACTERIA!" "YEA! YOU YELLOW NOSE WITH NO NOSTRILS!!" "moronic streptococcusistic methonylchlornomphenicalic bird!" " YOU know, you're such a honorificatudinibilitatibusicallificaltiaic shred of wallpaper!"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOYS! Your party starts soon! You better get going!!!!!!!"
*-*-*-*-*-(smiling evilly while wondering when to cliffy end the chapter)-*- *-*-*-*-
Joe looked around. People making out over there, people watching LOTR over there, people playing Taboo over there, it looked just about right. People were eating in the kitchen, doing something upstairs in one of the rooms, this was some good party!
Steve walked up to Joe. "Dude. Nice party! Even the great one bows down to you! But something's missing. I know! You're missing four people!"
"WHAT? HOW CAN THAT BE RIGHT? THIS PARTY IS PERFECT!"
"Perfect, but would be even more perfect if you had the other four people! Want me to call them?"
"No. I'm sure they'll come soon. And when they do, I'll take them aside for a talking-to. That'll make them sorry they ever came late to one of MY PARTIES!"
Then Joe, looking exactly like the smug, snobby jock that he was, raised his hands high in the air, climbed on top of a table, and then, without warning, jumped off the table, flipped twice, and landed doing a handstand seventeen feet away from the table where he started. All while screaming,
"LET THE PARTY BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
That was the moment when four people chose to rush in through the huge door.
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How was that? I'm sooooo sorry for the long wait, but I really like this chapter! I hope you do too! Next chapter should be extra good!!!!!
AN: Hey! It's me again... sorry for not updating sooner...thank y'all for al the reviews I got! But I'm sooooo sorry for the long wait; I've been super-busy! To compensate (ooh! Big word!) for the wait, I've written an EXTRA-EVENTFUL CHAPTER! Yay! I'm really happy the way this chapter turned out, a lot of new places and things! I'm sooooo happy! In this chapter *smiles happily * the party starts! YAY!
Chapter 3:
Syaoran was playing Final Fantast XXI (AN: Is there such thing?) in his room. Eriol was looking through a Victoria's Secret magazine he stole from the mall, in his room. Yes, this was fun (for them), but why weren't they together, playing tricks, having fun with each other?
*~*Flashback*~* "BOYS!" I just called Wonder World! Where Is MY FURNITURE?"
"Um...uh.... hehe..."
"Mrs. Li, I can explain! We, um, were...um...uh...err..."
"THEY JUST TOLD ME THAT THEY SOLD MY FURNITURE TO SOMEONE ELSE! BECAUSE NO ONE CAME TO PICK UP MY FURNITURE!"
~*~End Flashback~*~
I'm sure you get my drift... that Syaoran and Eriol were grounded. They were not allowed out of their rooms until tomorrow. Isn't that the worst grounding ever given out?
~*~New Flashback~*~
"But MOM!!!!!! We CAN'T! We just CAN'T be grounded till next Tuesday!! Tomorrow we're going to the FIRST party we've EVER gone to since we moved here!! PLEASE!!!! LET US GO! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEE!!!!!!!!" Syaoran begged, throwing himself at his mother's feet.
"Mrs. Li? We kinda would feel cooped up if you ground us... so just let us go to this party! It'll make us waaaay more free, and we could be less depressed!" Eriol said with puppy dog eyes.
Mrs. Li snorted. "Like you're depressed right now?" But this just made Eriol and Syaoran look even more pitiful.
"Al-rite. Just this once. Okay?" Mrs. Li said, giving in.
"YES!" Syaoran and Eriol said at the same time, leaping up and pumping their arms in the air.
~*~End Flashback~*~
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-Tomoyo & Sakura's Apt., across town-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-
"Tomoyo, I COMMAND you to start packing! We can't be late for this party!" Sakura yelled from upstairs. Sounds could be heard from the bedroom, as she shuffled around, slamming drawers and opening doors. "TOMOYO? WHERE'S MY TOOTHBRUSH?" Sakura screamed down the stairs. She was getting quite impatient for the party to start.
But downstairs, Tomoyo was pretending not to hear Sakura. OR care about the party. But in her mind, Tomoyo was thinking: I wonder what's gonna happen at the party! Sakura's toothbrush is the bathroom, I think! Maybe I'll meet another guy! I really miss having a boyfriend. What are we going to do there?
Questions were spinning through her mind. She couldn't wait. But she also couldn't pack. She would go crazy trying to figure out what to wear, what to bring, everything!
Oh god, I'm acting like a teenager getting ready to go on a date! Tomoyo thought. It's just a party! Well, a slumber party. A co-ed slumber party. So? It's still just a party. Of course it is! But the more Tomoyo thought, the more she daydreamed, the more excited she got. But she was nervous about what to bring. Maybe. yea! That was a great idea! Get Sakura to pack her stuff!
Sakura wasn't as good at organizing, or, picking out clothes, but it would take Tomoyo longer than Sakura to choose what to wear. She would say, "Alright. I need one change, pajamas, toothbrush, hairbrush, and a magazine." And then attack the dresser.
"Hey Sakura! I'll go out, check out the house, and you pack my stuff! Okay?" Tomoyo yelled up the stairs.
"Sure! Be back before 8:20!" "'Kay!"
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-The Silent Palace, a. k. a 13 Lordanian Lane*-*-*-*-*- *-*-*-
Tomoyo stopped at 13 Lordanian Lane. She looked at the large house, and thought, Kawaii! This is some high-class slumber party! I can't wait to tell Sakura!
Suddenly, Tomoyo got the urge to do something she hadn't done since junior high. Ring the doorbell, and run away. But she wasn't planning on running away. She planned to check the place out, then run away.
Out of breath, she headed up the huge pathway. After a few minutes, she reached the door. It was a hot day, and Tomoyo was very tired. She walked up to the doorbell, and pressed it firmly. It made a huge loud ring, and then slowly echoed through the huge mansion.
After a minute or so, Tomoyo felt like checking out the backyard. She knew it was trespassing, but hey! She was invited to the house! She should be allowed to check out the place.
But just as she was about to run around to the back, the door opened. A butler made a short, shrill whistle, which somehow made itself clear that the person who'd made the whistle wanted Tomoyo to come back.
Slowly, she walked back to the door. There was a minute or awkward silence, and then, the butler asked Tomoyo a question.
"What business do you have trudging over private property?"
"Um, sir, mister, I was invited here at 8:27, but, like, see, I wanted to check it out beforehand, because, uh, I, um, wanted to, err, check it out!" Tomoyo was freaked out by the butler, but still thought she should be able to be asking questions.
"The owner, and current residents of this house do not enjoy parties. Nor do they enjoy get-togethers, raves, whatever you'd like to call it. In fact, they are not due to arrive at the house for another two weeks! I do say that you have arrived at the wrong Palace."
"Palace? I don't know any palaces, see I was supposed to go to 14 Lordanian Lane, but if no one is at the-"
"This is THIRTEEN Lordanian Lane, so I dare say you go to the Blue Palace, see it? It's that horrendous blue house across the street, they seem to enjoy parties. Ta-ta!" The butler replied, thankful there were no persons due to arrive.
"Oh? Really? I think it's a stunning shade of blue, but everyone's entitled to their own opinion! Bye!" Tomoyo said, already heading down the walk.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-The Blue Palace's Main Living Room*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-
"I. Hate. Parties. I. Hate. The. Longs. I. Hate. Blue. Streamers. I. Hate. Sleepin-" This was what John the serviceman at the Blue Palace had been chanting for the past four hours as the party had been setting up.
"Shut up, why doncha? All you've been doing for the past hour is complaining! And then after all that complaining, you've been pissing and moaning about EVERYTHING! GOD! Shut up!!!!!!!!!!!" Kelly, one of the other BP servicemen said.
"YOU TWO! STOP FIGHTING! All you've been doing since we started was blicker! No! Not blicker, micker! Wait, no. not micker, wicer! Oh god, what's the word? It's um, uh." Kari stammered, slapping her head, trying to find the right word.
But, I'm sure if you were in the BP Servicemen's places, you wouldn't go on like this without a fight. As in, throwing streamers and balloons and attacking everyone you were mad at. Which is what they did. And when Steve and Joe walked in, the room was covered in streamers, balloons, etc. etc. It looked really, really weird. And of course, it was ALL blue. Bright, tacky blue. Just like the house, and the food coloring on and in all the food, and just about everything else in the house!
"Hello, BP servicemen!" Joe said (AN: remember him from chapter 1?). He raised his arms high above his head, and everyone froze. Streamers were floating around John, balloons were tied to Kelley's arms, and Kari was ripping pages out of a pocket dictionary, trying to find the word 'bicker'. And of course, the dictionary was blue.
"Hey! BP's! Love what you've done to the place! It looks really, really rad! Keep doing what you're doing, and you could get a nice bonus! Remember to make it all BLUE!" Steve said. He planned on going on, but Joe stopped him with a loud slap on the back.
I'm sure all of you would like to know about Joe's speech that followed this. But if I even tried to shorten even ONE WORD, Joe would hunt me down, and kill me. And then I'd never be able to tell you the story! So I might as well cut it out altogether, and just say that, "Joe said the most tedious, boring, snobby, stuck-up, stupid, scary speech ever written, and managed to say it in one hour flat!"
Then Joe and Steve walked upstairs, and all returned to normal. Kelly, Joe, and Kari continued fighting, and the cooks cooked. The cleaners cleaned. The servants served. But little did they know that one of their most important guests Tomoyo Daidouiji had been watching the whole, entire incident as she would a soap opera. At full attention. But although this was normal for the residents of the Blue Palace, it was not normal for Tomoyo.
Once this incident ended, Tomoyo ran at full speed back to her apartment, the whole way screaming, "SAKURA SAKURA SAKURA SAKURA!"
"God! Tomoyo, I could hear you from Fifth Street! What happened?" Sakura asked. She held two sleeping bags, and two bags of clothing. She handed the sleeping bags to Tomoyo, then said, "TELL ME! You made such a racket, and then you don't tell me what happened? TELL ME? Aren't I your best friend? Your cousin? Huh? Huh? Huh?" Sakura asked.
"Alright. I'll tell you. But only as long as you hold one of the sleeping bags." "Oh-kay! But tell me!"
And now, we leave our heroines to go see what our heroes are up to!
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-Outside the Li/Hiiragizawa Mansion*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-
"OW!" Syaoran yelled as Eriol threw a football into his stomach. "YOU #&%(#@)$*@&$*$)@#*(%*$%" Syaoran yelled.
"Easy! Easy! Little kids in the vincinity!" Eriol said, pointing to himself.
Syaoran snorted. "Yea! I never knew a little kid who fell in love with beautiful women every Tuesday!"
"You snorter, you!" "What did you call me? WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" "A snorter! Because that's what you are!" "Excuse me? Is that the best you can come up with, YOU CYAN CYANOBACTERIA!" "YEA! YOU YELLOW NOSE WITH NO NOSTRILS!!" "moronic streptococcusistic methonylchlornomphenicalic bird!" " YOU know, you're such a honorificatudinibilitatibusicallificaltiaic shred of wallpaper!"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOYS! Your party starts soon! You better get going!!!!!!!"
*-*-*-*-*-(smiling evilly while wondering when to cliffy end the chapter)-*- *-*-*-*-
Joe looked around. People making out over there, people watching LOTR over there, people playing Taboo over there, it looked just about right. People were eating in the kitchen, doing something upstairs in one of the rooms, this was some good party!
Steve walked up to Joe. "Dude. Nice party! Even the great one bows down to you! But something's missing. I know! You're missing four people!"
"WHAT? HOW CAN THAT BE RIGHT? THIS PARTY IS PERFECT!"
"Perfect, but would be even more perfect if you had the other four people! Want me to call them?"
"No. I'm sure they'll come soon. And when they do, I'll take them aside for a talking-to. That'll make them sorry they ever came late to one of MY PARTIES!"
Then Joe, looking exactly like the smug, snobby jock that he was, raised his hands high in the air, climbed on top of a table, and then, without warning, jumped off the table, flipped twice, and landed doing a handstand seventeen feet away from the table where he started. All while screaming,
"LET THE PARTY BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
That was the moment when four people chose to rush in through the huge door.
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How was that? I'm sooooo sorry for the long wait, but I really like this chapter! I hope you do too! Next chapter should be extra good!!!!!