Whoah, this has taken forever to update and I really have no clue why. I guess I've just been very lazy and I'm sorry. *Heh heh* I have nothing to say but enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own EE&E and for some reason, I doubt you do either. But if you do, please don't sue me! It won't do you any good... Plus, this is just a FanFic. *Heh heh*
CHAPTER 21... STEVIE, SATURDAY 10.30 AM
Erg! Where could it be? I knew I brought it… But where was it? "YA YA YA!!!" Came out some, well, odd war cry of sorts. I couldn't help but jump onto my bed. I sighed and rolled over to look at my pillow. Where could it be?
I heard a knock on my door. "Stevie?" a voice called. "You okay? I heard some screaming…" I dug my face into my pillow, trying to think and ignoring my cousin outside my door. "Stevie?" I dug deeper. "Okay Stephanie, I hope you're dressed because I'm coming in!" The door then opened slowly, revealing a Double-D with his hand over his eyes. "Stevie? You dressed?"
I lifted my head out of its burial ground, "Yeah." I laughed and moved towards my sax case -hoping to find music in there on my third go-round. "I got out of the shower a long time ago and now I'm looking for my music."
"Hey, hey, hey," Eddy said. "I see somebody's gotten clean."
I shrugged and looked up to see Ed above me. Whoah. That was kinda a scary sight. "Er -Ed?" I stammered. "If you were music, where would you hide?" It couldn't hurt to ask.
Ed looked out blankly. "In the refrigerator."
I stared blankly, back at him and shrugged, "Couldn't hurt."
"Stevie," said Edd now sitting down on the chair in my room. "That idea is absolutely absurd. The refrigerator?!? Come now my good man."
"Woman," I said, running downstairs the fridge. I opened the door and, sure enough, there sat my music under the milk. 'What the?' I wondered. Oh well. I sighed. Some things are best unknown.
By this time the three dorks had come downstairs and they were back in the kitchen. "Was it there?" asked Double-D.
I nodded, "Yeah… But how I do not know."
"I put it there when you went into the shower so it'd be nice and cold when you got out," Ed said smiling.
"Uh, okay," said Eddy. "Trust Lumpy to do that."
I sat down and looked up at Ed, "If you don't mind my asking Ed, were you digging in my sax case?"
Ed looked blankly, out into space, "I like chickens Double-D."
Edd sat down now, "Hmmm… That's nice Ed." Edd looked my way, "I'm sorry he went through your stuff Stevie, he's a little odd like that."
I shrugged, "Esta bien."
"What's that mean?" asked Eddy.
"It's all good," I replied, not mentioning I could be possibly be mistaken since my friend Brian says it all the time and has never really translated it for me… I kinda translated it for myself. *Heh heh* Oh well, I had completed two years of Spanish after all.
"Stevie?" Double-D asked. "Not to question you or anything, but can you maybe get out your sax and play us a few, er, tunes? So we at least know what we're getting ourselves into."
I shot up from my seat, "Are you saying you don't trust my playing?"
"Did I say that?"
"No, but you implied it."
"No I did not!"
"Yes you did, you dork!"
"Stevie, he was just wondering!!!" Eddy yelled with a pleading look in his eyes. Wow. That was odd seeing that come from him. even though I'd only been in Peach Creek for a week I knew that was a rarity.
I sighed, "I'll set up just to prove to you three I am good at the saxophone." I then trudged upstairs to go set up.
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I sat there with my sax resting on my knee, in ready position. "So," I looked at Double-D. "Those are most my songs, at least those that are recognizable."
"They're approximately twenty measures each Stevie, I believe we need something longer. Just one."
I sighed, it was a true statement. "Er, okay. There's one song I got right before I left home from my friend, Catrina. It's for her barritone sax though, so I need to transcribe from Eb to Bb. Ya know?"
"Huh?" asked Eddy.
I sighed, "Nevermind you." I looked at Edd, "Or I could just play it now and you could listen."
Edd shrugged, "What do we have to lose?"
I shrugged, "I dunno." I was now rummaging through my music folder, "Ah ha! Found it!"
"What is it?" asked Eddy who had actually been kinda quiet this conversation. I looked at him, "The theme to Indianna Jones." I then looked at it for a moment… "Just to let you guys know, this is sight-reading for me. I've never read this before or anything."
Ed shrugged, "I like buttered toast!"
Double-D looked at him and then at me, "Do play Stevie." I shrugged and took a breath…
"No!!!" screamed Ed. I looked at him. He smiled. "Don't go in the Temple of Doom with out making sure your heart stays! And eat lots of buttered toast. And save the chickens!!!"
I stared at him. That was the oddest warning I had ever gotten before playing. But, I took a breath and played -forgetting to eat my buttered toast. Heh heh.
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It was later in the afternoon and I stood behind a curtain. I peeked outside of it to see the whole cul-de-sac, excluding Nazz who had not yet arrived… Thank goodness Edd and I finished the prizes only moments before.
"Got everything?" Edd asked me.
I nodded, "Er, sure thing. I even have a new reed."
"So?" asked Eddy, standing next to us. I shrugged, I was too lazy to explain.
Edd then stuck his head out the curtain and muttered, "Uh-oh."
"What?" asked Eddy frantically.
"Kankers," Edd whispered.
Disclaimer: I don't own EE&E and for some reason, I doubt you do either. But if you do, please don't sue me! It won't do you any good... Plus, this is just a FanFic. *Heh heh*
CHAPTER 21... STEVIE, SATURDAY 10.30 AM
Erg! Where could it be? I knew I brought it… But where was it? "YA YA YA!!!" Came out some, well, odd war cry of sorts. I couldn't help but jump onto my bed. I sighed and rolled over to look at my pillow. Where could it be?
I heard a knock on my door. "Stevie?" a voice called. "You okay? I heard some screaming…" I dug my face into my pillow, trying to think and ignoring my cousin outside my door. "Stevie?" I dug deeper. "Okay Stephanie, I hope you're dressed because I'm coming in!" The door then opened slowly, revealing a Double-D with his hand over his eyes. "Stevie? You dressed?"
I lifted my head out of its burial ground, "Yeah." I laughed and moved towards my sax case -hoping to find music in there on my third go-round. "I got out of the shower a long time ago and now I'm looking for my music."
"Hey, hey, hey," Eddy said. "I see somebody's gotten clean."
I shrugged and looked up to see Ed above me. Whoah. That was kinda a scary sight. "Er -Ed?" I stammered. "If you were music, where would you hide?" It couldn't hurt to ask.
Ed looked out blankly. "In the refrigerator."
I stared blankly, back at him and shrugged, "Couldn't hurt."
"Stevie," said Edd now sitting down on the chair in my room. "That idea is absolutely absurd. The refrigerator?!? Come now my good man."
"Woman," I said, running downstairs the fridge. I opened the door and, sure enough, there sat my music under the milk. 'What the?' I wondered. Oh well. I sighed. Some things are best unknown.
By this time the three dorks had come downstairs and they were back in the kitchen. "Was it there?" asked Double-D.
I nodded, "Yeah… But how I do not know."
"I put it there when you went into the shower so it'd be nice and cold when you got out," Ed said smiling.
"Uh, okay," said Eddy. "Trust Lumpy to do that."
I sat down and looked up at Ed, "If you don't mind my asking Ed, were you digging in my sax case?"
Ed looked blankly, out into space, "I like chickens Double-D."
Edd sat down now, "Hmmm… That's nice Ed." Edd looked my way, "I'm sorry he went through your stuff Stevie, he's a little odd like that."
I shrugged, "Esta bien."
"What's that mean?" asked Eddy.
"It's all good," I replied, not mentioning I could be possibly be mistaken since my friend Brian says it all the time and has never really translated it for me… I kinda translated it for myself. *Heh heh* Oh well, I had completed two years of Spanish after all.
"Stevie?" Double-D asked. "Not to question you or anything, but can you maybe get out your sax and play us a few, er, tunes? So we at least know what we're getting ourselves into."
I shot up from my seat, "Are you saying you don't trust my playing?"
"Did I say that?"
"No, but you implied it."
"No I did not!"
"Yes you did, you dork!"
"Stevie, he was just wondering!!!" Eddy yelled with a pleading look in his eyes. Wow. That was odd seeing that come from him. even though I'd only been in Peach Creek for a week I knew that was a rarity.
I sighed, "I'll set up just to prove to you three I am good at the saxophone." I then trudged upstairs to go set up.
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I sat there with my sax resting on my knee, in ready position. "So," I looked at Double-D. "Those are most my songs, at least those that are recognizable."
"They're approximately twenty measures each Stevie, I believe we need something longer. Just one."
I sighed, it was a true statement. "Er, okay. There's one song I got right before I left home from my friend, Catrina. It's for her barritone sax though, so I need to transcribe from Eb to Bb. Ya know?"
"Huh?" asked Eddy.
I sighed, "Nevermind you." I looked at Edd, "Or I could just play it now and you could listen."
Edd shrugged, "What do we have to lose?"
I shrugged, "I dunno." I was now rummaging through my music folder, "Ah ha! Found it!"
"What is it?" asked Eddy who had actually been kinda quiet this conversation. I looked at him, "The theme to Indianna Jones." I then looked at it for a moment… "Just to let you guys know, this is sight-reading for me. I've never read this before or anything."
Ed shrugged, "I like buttered toast!"
Double-D looked at him and then at me, "Do play Stevie." I shrugged and took a breath…
"No!!!" screamed Ed. I looked at him. He smiled. "Don't go in the Temple of Doom with out making sure your heart stays! And eat lots of buttered toast. And save the chickens!!!"
I stared at him. That was the oddest warning I had ever gotten before playing. But, I took a breath and played -forgetting to eat my buttered toast. Heh heh.
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It was later in the afternoon and I stood behind a curtain. I peeked outside of it to see the whole cul-de-sac, excluding Nazz who had not yet arrived… Thank goodness Edd and I finished the prizes only moments before.
"Got everything?" Edd asked me.
I nodded, "Er, sure thing. I even have a new reed."
"So?" asked Eddy, standing next to us. I shrugged, I was too lazy to explain.
Edd then stuck his head out the curtain and muttered, "Uh-oh."
"What?" asked Eddy frantically.
"Kankers," Edd whispered.