Chapter 14: Relating to a Peacock
A/N: Okay, this chapter had Gordo's POV, but had Animated Lizzie in it. I'm beginning to miss Animated Lizzie. It may seem weird, but flow with me here.
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Gordo POV
"Please, Lizzie, can we please move on? I'm sick of watching the Alvin and the chipmunks." I said about an hour later, still trying to get over the pain of my plan being ruined.
"They're not *chipmunks*, Gordo. They're prairie dogs. And I thought you were the smart one. Aren't they so cute?"
Animated Lizzie: There are three things that are cute in this world. Josh Hartnett, prairie dogs, and that top I saw at the Style Shack.
I rolled my eyes. "They're adorable. Now can we go? I wanna get curly fries."
"Wait! Give me your video camera for one second."
I sighed and handed her the camera.
"See, these are the things that you should be making documentaries on. Not running shoes and space aliens."
Animated Lizzie: Well, actually, I don't think he should be making documentaries at all... I mean, there are eight million more things to do in the world. Like one, video taping prairie dogs.
"Fine. You stay here. I'm going to go get my curly fries." I said, running to the restaurant across from the prairie dog pen. I ordered them and waited for Lizzie to get away from those squirrel things.
"Finally!" I exclaimed. "Now let's go see the peacocks. I want to check them out."
"Whoa, Gordo, since when are you interested in peacocks?" Lizzie asked, bewildered.
"Since, forever."
Animated Lizzie: Right. Gordo, a peacock lover. And I'm Britany Spears.
"You know, you're not a good liar."
"Fine, Miranda asked me to get her peacock feathers before she left. She was going to make earrings..." I said, not sure why I had to lie about that.
Maybe because those earrings were going to be Lizzie's birthday present!
"...or something." I added.
"Ooookay." Lizzie looked at me strangely.
Animated Lizzie: There is something weird going on around here...
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"Oh, my gosh! Gordo, look at that!" Lizzie pointed at the peacock that was spreading it's feathers.
"What?"
"It's trying to impress that peahen!" She pulled me toward the place she was pointing at. "That's so sweet!"
Animated Lizzie: I wish I had a guy who spread his feathers to impress me. But instead, I'm stuck with Ethan's 'Yo, wassup, Lizzie!'
I looked at the scene, even though I wasn't in the mood since I felt so rejected. It was amazing. I had never seen a peacock spread his feathers before. It looked like the male was putting all his effort in to impress the peahen. It was truly sweet.
"Oh, look! She's playing hard to get." Lizzie said, watching the peahen walk away uninterested.
The peacock flew in front of her and showed his feathers even more. He looked almost... desperate. ( I had to stop listening to Lizzie.) The peahen just kept going away from him, not even giving him a chance. Finally, he gave up and looked at a tree with his head lowered. I swear, that's really what it looked like.
Maybe animals really *do* have feelings.
It started to rain.
Lizzie's mouth dropped open. "You know what this means? The peacock's crying." She joked.
I punched her in the arm and smiled.
She ran away from the peacock display, trying to escape the rain, and I gave the little peacock one last look before I caught up with Lizzie.
"I know how you feel." I said. "Girls just don't get it."
A/N: Okay, this chapter had Gordo's POV, but had Animated Lizzie in it. I'm beginning to miss Animated Lizzie. It may seem weird, but flow with me here.
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Gordo POV
"Please, Lizzie, can we please move on? I'm sick of watching the Alvin and the chipmunks." I said about an hour later, still trying to get over the pain of my plan being ruined.
"They're not *chipmunks*, Gordo. They're prairie dogs. And I thought you were the smart one. Aren't they so cute?"
Animated Lizzie: There are three things that are cute in this world. Josh Hartnett, prairie dogs, and that top I saw at the Style Shack.
I rolled my eyes. "They're adorable. Now can we go? I wanna get curly fries."
"Wait! Give me your video camera for one second."
I sighed and handed her the camera.
"See, these are the things that you should be making documentaries on. Not running shoes and space aliens."
Animated Lizzie: Well, actually, I don't think he should be making documentaries at all... I mean, there are eight million more things to do in the world. Like one, video taping prairie dogs.
"Fine. You stay here. I'm going to go get my curly fries." I said, running to the restaurant across from the prairie dog pen. I ordered them and waited for Lizzie to get away from those squirrel things.
"Finally!" I exclaimed. "Now let's go see the peacocks. I want to check them out."
"Whoa, Gordo, since when are you interested in peacocks?" Lizzie asked, bewildered.
"Since, forever."
Animated Lizzie: Right. Gordo, a peacock lover. And I'm Britany Spears.
"You know, you're not a good liar."
"Fine, Miranda asked me to get her peacock feathers before she left. She was going to make earrings..." I said, not sure why I had to lie about that.
Maybe because those earrings were going to be Lizzie's birthday present!
"...or something." I added.
"Ooookay." Lizzie looked at me strangely.
Animated Lizzie: There is something weird going on around here...
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"Oh, my gosh! Gordo, look at that!" Lizzie pointed at the peacock that was spreading it's feathers.
"What?"
"It's trying to impress that peahen!" She pulled me toward the place she was pointing at. "That's so sweet!"
Animated Lizzie: I wish I had a guy who spread his feathers to impress me. But instead, I'm stuck with Ethan's 'Yo, wassup, Lizzie!'
I looked at the scene, even though I wasn't in the mood since I felt so rejected. It was amazing. I had never seen a peacock spread his feathers before. It looked like the male was putting all his effort in to impress the peahen. It was truly sweet.
"Oh, look! She's playing hard to get." Lizzie said, watching the peahen walk away uninterested.
The peacock flew in front of her and showed his feathers even more. He looked almost... desperate. ( I had to stop listening to Lizzie.) The peahen just kept going away from him, not even giving him a chance. Finally, he gave up and looked at a tree with his head lowered. I swear, that's really what it looked like.
Maybe animals really *do* have feelings.
It started to rain.
Lizzie's mouth dropped open. "You know what this means? The peacock's crying." She joked.
I punched her in the arm and smiled.
She ran away from the peacock display, trying to escape the rain, and I gave the little peacock one last look before I caught up with Lizzie.
"I know how you feel." I said. "Girls just don't get it."