Disclaimer- No I don't own these guys. I own Kristan wow big W00T W00T ! L0V3 L33T how bout you?
SHOUT-OUTS:
Devilfood- Thank you so much! That is the first time any ones told me that (eyes tear) I hope you enjoy this chap. Um little bit of hem hem (blushes then grins evilly) Well not what you might think of.
Dreamer Conlon- Another first. I hope you still like the characters the whole story.
What do you think of Kristan? She's a bit strange isn't she? Well I hope she is.
CiCi- Wow, not a bad idea! That would be great! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'll send you the Spot cake.
Spot: Like hells I getting' in dat cake!
Kristan: Peazies! (makes puppy face) (Spot loses his guard and Kristan shoves him into a giant cake) To CiCi Race Blink, would like the honor?
Race and Blink: But o' course. (Take cake to CiCi)
Review again to se what happens
"Who wos dat?" Spot asked as they began walking back the way they came.
"An asshole by any other name," Kristan replied.
"Where have I herd dat befor'?" Spot asked himself more then Kristan.
"Wait, Spot stand right there!" Kristan suddenly jumped in front of Spot and looked at his eyes. "Blue! I knew it! Your one of those blond hair blue-eyed boy types! Mom owes me five bucks."
"What?" Spot was lost, which is what seemed to happen a lot around her. But he didn't hate it.
"Well, a long time ago, approximately 1 week, we watched Newsies for the first time and I said 'mom look at that sexy Spot kid! His eyes are really nice!' and she said, 'yeah they're green' and I said, 'no they're blue' and we had an argument. We bet 5 bucks and she never thought that I'd get it, but now I know!" Kristan was really proud of herself. Her house was in sight and it was getting darker, colder and Kristan shivered.
"Cold?" Spot assumed.
"Yeah," she answered. "Let's go faster." She quickened her pace almost to a run and Spot was left behind to catch up.
Once inside Kristan approached her mother like some kind of high-class businesswomen. Race and Blink looked on very confused.
"Mary? I believe you owe me 5 dollars, his eyes are blue," she said in a snooty tone.
"Bring forth the evidence," her mother (Mary) replied.
"Exhibit A," Kristan pulled Spot to Mary and Mary looked at his eyes. "They are blue."
"You're right, that's new, here," Mary handed over 5 dollars and Race, Blink, and Spot all gazed at it.
"Is really 5 bucks!" Race exclaimed. Kristan blushed a little. 'I didn't know they'd freak out, well I should have figured.' She thought.
"There's a lot of those now, I'll show you the prices for stuff tomorrow, I'm tired. It's like, 10:30,"she yawned, stretched, and headed down the hall.
"All three of you, bed, now," Mary said. The boys looked shocked at being spoke to like that but all obeyed. Mary went to bed soon after.
Around 11 Race snuck back upstairs and into Kristan's room.
"Kristan, you up?" he asked.
"Race, go back downstairs," she moaned.
"Well, I jus' wanted to make shoah you was ok," he whispered.
"Fine, there's a blanket in my closet and here's a pillow, but you have to be on the floor," she answered, knowing what he was getting at.
"Thanks." He grabbed the Harry Potter blanket and lay down with Kristan's pillow under his head.
"Race?"
"Yea?"
"What was your first impression of me?" Kristan asked. Race didn't expect that one.
"Um, wells, I'se thought, that youse was a log," he replied.
"Really?" Kristan asked softly.
"Yea."
"Good night Race."
"Night Kristan."
The next morning Kristan awoke to Race's snoring figure, with Blink and Spot in the doorway.
"Snores like a train don't he?" Blink yawned.
"I didn't hear anything," Kristan said scratching her head.
"Den you sleeps like a rock," Blink answered. Kristan looked at her clock radio and read 7:30.
"Ugh, you woke me up to early!" she moaned falling back on her bed.
Spot walked over to Race and kicked his side hard.
"What da hell!" Race cried, bolting into sitting position.
"We was jus' wakin' ya up," Spot replied smirking. 'Don't do that!' Kristan thought, melting right there.
"Well don't!" Race groaned, shoving his face in the pillow.
Kristan rose up and yawned, giving Blink and Race a reason to be excited about the morning. Spot tried to act uninterested in the way her white frog shirt rose to a bit of a breaking point, even though it was very hard all the same.
"Well, shall we get you guys some food?" she asked, bright and cheerful. The boys nodded and she stormed to the kitchen and made some scrambled eggs for everyone.
"Dese is really good," Blink said, stuffing his face.
"Yea," Race added, also filling his cheeks. Spot wasn't eating much, but he had to agree with the other two, the eggs were amazing. Kristan blushed at the boys' comments and busied herself with some dishes piled in the sink. 'Wow, am I acting weird,' she thought as she stacked the last bowl in the drying rack.
"Well, I got to get dressed, so you guys can hang out in the living room, and if any of you even think of looking into my room I will be forced to use a Leg-Lock Curse on you," she threatened leaving the boys in the dining room.
"Wha's dat?" Race asked. Spot and Blink shrugged and sat on the chair, couch and loveseat. A few minutes later Kristan reemerged from the hallway wearing a pair of cargo shorts and a camo-star tank top.
"Ok, we have about an hour before I get picked up for band today and I need to think of a way to get you guys up there and keep an eye on you," Kristan muttered to herself inaudibly after that.
The boys went to there new rooms and got dressed in more clothes. Race put on a black tee shirt and baggy jean shorts. Blink had a white sleeveless shirt and the same shorts as Race. Spot put on an orange Old Navy shirt and light black (but not grey) shorts. They reassembled in the living room in time to hear Kristan coughing up a storm on the telephone.
"Look Amanda I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm sick!" she wheezed. An indistinct yell was heard and then the dial tone. Kristan shrugged and hung up.
"Hi guys, guess what we're going to do today!" she smiled wide.
"Wha?" they said in an unenthusiastic unison.
"You guys are going to take a bath!" she laughed.
"I ain't takin' no bat!" Spot protested. Race and Blink nodded.
"To Hell you ain't! You'll get a bath if I have to give it to you myself!" Kristan yelled.
"Ya wouldn't dare!" Race retorted.
"Want to bet me?" she smiled evilly. Spot had the sinking feeling she would strip them all down and wash their hair if she could.
"In fact Race, I'll do you first!"
She thrust herself at Race and knocked him over. She straddled his stomach and gripped the back of his shirt. She rose and dragged him into the bathroom and locked the door. Spot and Blink pressed their ears against the door and heard Race complaining.
Kristan pulled off Race's shirt and turned on the water. She had his hair in her hands and he knew he wasn't going anywhere without becoming bald. She made the water warm and turned around.
"You should just take your pants off now," she said. He scowled but took them off. Kristan pointed to the water and he sat in it (no he's not naked, he has boxers on). "Now, this is shampoo and this is conditioner, put out your hand (he did and she put some in it) now, rub it in your hair." Race obeyed. Just as Kristan was going to explain about conditioner a bang was heard on the bathroom door. Kristan rolled her eyes and opened the door.
"What!" she yelled into Amanda's face.
"You have 2 guys in your living room and OH MY GOD! (she saw Race) you have a guy in the bathtub, and he's really cute," she finished.
"Amanda, this is Racetrack Higgins," Kristan smiled. "He's getting a bath because he hasn't taken one since June 1 1900."
Amanda's eyes widened. Then her eyes lit up.
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