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Twister and its consequences, be them good or bad.
(Erik and Sherlock disappear before the Twister match and arrive back with Jessica and Erica squirming in their arms **sigh**)
Erik: **Trying to control Erica** you are going to play and you are going to like it!
Sherlock: **Setting Jessica on the ground** as will you. Now play with us or we will be forced to make Mary-Sue win the pageant.
Jessica and Erica: **Gasp** never! We'll play, we'll play!
Raoul and Watson: **Clapping** Oh yay! New friends!
Jessica: To make this clear I am not your friend. I am only doing this because Sherlock agreed to take me to London and share his house with me if I did.
Sherlock: **Confused** I never said that.
Jessica: You didn't have to **Winks**
Sherlock: **Regains composure** oh, I see.
Erica: I'm only playing because Erik agreed to take me to his lair and keep me there with him for all eternity. **Glares at Christine**
Christine: **Blinks** what did I do?
Erica: Nothing, forget I said anything.
Raoul: **Huffy** Can we just play?
All: Fine!
(They all begin on the corners and sides while Christine spun the spinner)
Christine: **Spins it** Right foot yellow.
(Everyone does it)
Christine: **Spins again** Left hand blue.
(Sherlock and Jessica knock their heads together, causing a rather loud noise. Raoul attempted to look up Erica's skirt but she kicked him in the face with her left foot and Watson contemplated which side was his left and which was the right.)
Christine: **Spins and devilishly grins** Left foot, Raoul's butt!
Everyone: **happily kicks him in the butt**
Raoul: **Almost crying** that's one strange board. I never knew that was part of Twister.
Jessica: **Devious plan in her mind** Let me spin it! **Grabs board before Christine can protest and spins it** Sherlock's lips, Jessica's lips.
Sherlock: **Raising an eyebrow** I want to see the board before I go through with that.
Jessica: Nope sorry. **Kisses him before he knows what's going on**
Sherlock: I didn't catch that last phrase repeat that. **Smirking**
Jessica: Not 'til later Sherlock. **Winks**
Erica: **Also has a devious plan** I want to spin it! **Snatches it from Jessica and spins** It says the funniest thing, Erik's lips, Erica's lips!
Erik: I highly doubt it says that! In fact, I am certain it does not.
Erica: You'll have to kiss me to find out.
Erik: **Falling for the trick** fine! **Kisses her passionately and then takes the board and naively states** I told you it didn't say th-. **Gets sulky**Oh my I'm acting like the fop! **Hits himself** Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Erica: **Faints from the kiss**
Watson: Someone fetch a glass of water!
Raoul: **Comes over with a glass in his teeth and on all fours like a dog** Here you go! **Hands Watson an empty glass**
Watson: It needs water in it! But I want to be a puppy too! **Starts to act like a dog with Raoul**
Erik: Must we do everything ourselves? **Gets water and pours it on Erica's face waking her up**
Erica: I had the most wonderful dream. Erik kissed me! **Heavenly sigh**
Jessica: You weren't dreaming. It really happened.
Erica: **Faints again**
Sherlock: Look at what you have done! **Gets another glass of water and pours it on her**
Christine: Oh dear! She's sopping wet. **Helps Erica up** You need some fresh clothes.
Erica: **Pulls her arm away** No, I don't. I'm fine.
Christine: **Persistently** Yes you do, now come!
Erica: No.
Christine: Yes.
Erica: No.
Christine: Yes.
Jessica: No one is going anywhere now let's finish our game. Watson and Raoul are going to have a death match . . . Did I say death match? I meant tournament.
Raoul and Watson: Phew.
Jessica: **Spins wheel making up things** Fop's hand, Watson's face.
Raoul: **Hits Watson and giggles** I hit Watson!
Christine: **Spinning** Watson's foot, Fop's . . . well, you know.
Watson: **Gets very competitive and kicks Raoul where the sun doesn't shine** Ha, take that you fop!
Raoul: **Gasping for air and going into the fetal position** I thought you were my friend! **Starts to violently sob**
Watson: **Suddenly feeling bad and in the tune of "Cleanin' out my closet" by Eminem apologizes** I'm sorry Viscomte. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't make you cry, but tonight I'm playing Twister!
Erik: That was the single most disturbing thing I ever heard.
Raoul: I want my fluffy-lumpkins! **Referring to a stuffed monkey**
Erik: Never mind that was the single most disturbing thing I ever heard.
Sherlock: I concur.
Jessica: I second that notion.
Erica: I just have nothing to say to that.
Christine: **Runs to Raoul from their room with the monkey toy** Here he is my darling Viscomte.
All except those two: **Shudder and wince**
(Raoul and Christine return to their room to ease his pain [shuddering and wincing at the thought] and Watson goes back to his room to play with the Teletubbie dolls he stole. Erik and Sherlock go to the bar and sit at a small table with large leather armchairs while Jessica and Erica follow them)
Erik: **Orders some old French wine** I will be glad when this whole affair is over.
Sherlock: I say we just skip the eveningwear and proclaim Jessica and Erica the winners, there is always the first time for a tie right?
Erik: **Sips wine** But then Christine will be terribly upset.
Sherlock: **Chuckles** That wine has gone to your head already, Christine is in that room right now engaging in things of which I do not wish to think of with another man, well let's call him an it. Do you think she loves you? Move on old boy, find someone knew with a pretty face and voice. **Sips his Brandy**
Erik: I suppose so. But who in the world can sing as well as Christine?
(Jessica and Erica pop up from behind the plant that they were spying on them with)
Erica: **Slyly** I know someone with an even better voice than Christine.
Erik: **Intrigued** Who?
Erica: **Jumps into his lap** me!
Jessica: **Flirtatiously** And, Holmes, I know someone far more worthy of your companionship than Watson.
Sherlock: I could name quite a few myself.
Jessica: **Sits in his lap** I think it should be me! After all, I am a major in forensic science and I could help with a lot of things **wink, wink**
Sherlock: This is getting a little out of control don't you think?
Jessica: I won't tell if you don't tell.
Sherlock: My lips are sealed. **Does the zipper gesture to his mouth**
Erica: **Looking into Erik's eyes** I won't tell if you don't tell.
Erik: I suppose I won't after all, rules are meant to be broken, although rules I set are never broken and for good reason **Pulls out a picture of the Punjab lasso**
Erica: **Confused look crosses her face** Why do you have a picture of your lasso?
Erik: **quickly puts it back** No reason.
Sherlock: I say, it's getting late. We should all retire to bed, tomorrow is the eveningwear competition and we all want to look our best.
Twister and its consequences, be them good or bad.
(Erik and Sherlock disappear before the Twister match and arrive back with Jessica and Erica squirming in their arms **sigh**)
Erik: **Trying to control Erica** you are going to play and you are going to like it!
Sherlock: **Setting Jessica on the ground** as will you. Now play with us or we will be forced to make Mary-Sue win the pageant.
Jessica and Erica: **Gasp** never! We'll play, we'll play!
Raoul and Watson: **Clapping** Oh yay! New friends!
Jessica: To make this clear I am not your friend. I am only doing this because Sherlock agreed to take me to London and share his house with me if I did.
Sherlock: **Confused** I never said that.
Jessica: You didn't have to **Winks**
Sherlock: **Regains composure** oh, I see.
Erica: I'm only playing because Erik agreed to take me to his lair and keep me there with him for all eternity. **Glares at Christine**
Christine: **Blinks** what did I do?
Erica: Nothing, forget I said anything.
Raoul: **Huffy** Can we just play?
All: Fine!
(They all begin on the corners and sides while Christine spun the spinner)
Christine: **Spins it** Right foot yellow.
(Everyone does it)
Christine: **Spins again** Left hand blue.
(Sherlock and Jessica knock their heads together, causing a rather loud noise. Raoul attempted to look up Erica's skirt but she kicked him in the face with her left foot and Watson contemplated which side was his left and which was the right.)
Christine: **Spins and devilishly grins** Left foot, Raoul's butt!
Everyone: **happily kicks him in the butt**
Raoul: **Almost crying** that's one strange board. I never knew that was part of Twister.
Jessica: **Devious plan in her mind** Let me spin it! **Grabs board before Christine can protest and spins it** Sherlock's lips, Jessica's lips.
Sherlock: **Raising an eyebrow** I want to see the board before I go through with that.
Jessica: Nope sorry. **Kisses him before he knows what's going on**
Sherlock: I didn't catch that last phrase repeat that. **Smirking**
Jessica: Not 'til later Sherlock. **Winks**
Erica: **Also has a devious plan** I want to spin it! **Snatches it from Jessica and spins** It says the funniest thing, Erik's lips, Erica's lips!
Erik: I highly doubt it says that! In fact, I am certain it does not.
Erica: You'll have to kiss me to find out.
Erik: **Falling for the trick** fine! **Kisses her passionately and then takes the board and naively states** I told you it didn't say th-. **Gets sulky**Oh my I'm acting like the fop! **Hits himself** Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Erica: **Faints from the kiss**
Watson: Someone fetch a glass of water!
Raoul: **Comes over with a glass in his teeth and on all fours like a dog** Here you go! **Hands Watson an empty glass**
Watson: It needs water in it! But I want to be a puppy too! **Starts to act like a dog with Raoul**
Erik: Must we do everything ourselves? **Gets water and pours it on Erica's face waking her up**
Erica: I had the most wonderful dream. Erik kissed me! **Heavenly sigh**
Jessica: You weren't dreaming. It really happened.
Erica: **Faints again**
Sherlock: Look at what you have done! **Gets another glass of water and pours it on her**
Christine: Oh dear! She's sopping wet. **Helps Erica up** You need some fresh clothes.
Erica: **Pulls her arm away** No, I don't. I'm fine.
Christine: **Persistently** Yes you do, now come!
Erica: No.
Christine: Yes.
Erica: No.
Christine: Yes.
Jessica: No one is going anywhere now let's finish our game. Watson and Raoul are going to have a death match . . . Did I say death match? I meant tournament.
Raoul and Watson: Phew.
Jessica: **Spins wheel making up things** Fop's hand, Watson's face.
Raoul: **Hits Watson and giggles** I hit Watson!
Christine: **Spinning** Watson's foot, Fop's . . . well, you know.
Watson: **Gets very competitive and kicks Raoul where the sun doesn't shine** Ha, take that you fop!
Raoul: **Gasping for air and going into the fetal position** I thought you were my friend! **Starts to violently sob**
Watson: **Suddenly feeling bad and in the tune of "Cleanin' out my closet" by Eminem apologizes** I'm sorry Viscomte. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't make you cry, but tonight I'm playing Twister!
Erik: That was the single most disturbing thing I ever heard.
Raoul: I want my fluffy-lumpkins! **Referring to a stuffed monkey**
Erik: Never mind that was the single most disturbing thing I ever heard.
Sherlock: I concur.
Jessica: I second that notion.
Erica: I just have nothing to say to that.
Christine: **Runs to Raoul from their room with the monkey toy** Here he is my darling Viscomte.
All except those two: **Shudder and wince**
(Raoul and Christine return to their room to ease his pain [shuddering and wincing at the thought] and Watson goes back to his room to play with the Teletubbie dolls he stole. Erik and Sherlock go to the bar and sit at a small table with large leather armchairs while Jessica and Erica follow them)
Erik: **Orders some old French wine** I will be glad when this whole affair is over.
Sherlock: I say we just skip the eveningwear and proclaim Jessica and Erica the winners, there is always the first time for a tie right?
Erik: **Sips wine** But then Christine will be terribly upset.
Sherlock: **Chuckles** That wine has gone to your head already, Christine is in that room right now engaging in things of which I do not wish to think of with another man, well let's call him an it. Do you think she loves you? Move on old boy, find someone knew with a pretty face and voice. **Sips his Brandy**
Erik: I suppose so. But who in the world can sing as well as Christine?
(Jessica and Erica pop up from behind the plant that they were spying on them with)
Erica: **Slyly** I know someone with an even better voice than Christine.
Erik: **Intrigued** Who?
Erica: **Jumps into his lap** me!
Jessica: **Flirtatiously** And, Holmes, I know someone far more worthy of your companionship than Watson.
Sherlock: I could name quite a few myself.
Jessica: **Sits in his lap** I think it should be me! After all, I am a major in forensic science and I could help with a lot of things **wink, wink**
Sherlock: This is getting a little out of control don't you think?
Jessica: I won't tell if you don't tell.
Sherlock: My lips are sealed. **Does the zipper gesture to his mouth**
Erica: **Looking into Erik's eyes** I won't tell if you don't tell.
Erik: I suppose I won't after all, rules are meant to be broken, although rules I set are never broken and for good reason **Pulls out a picture of the Punjab lasso**
Erica: **Confused look crosses her face** Why do you have a picture of your lasso?
Erik: **quickly puts it back** No reason.
Sherlock: I say, it's getting late. We should all retire to bed, tomorrow is the eveningwear competition and we all want to look our best.