Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been really busy. I'll try not to take
so long next time. Thanks for all the reviews ^_^
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I was waiting at the park. I'd arranged to meet the Bladebreakers here for the next trick but they were late. I had everything ready to go. After another few minutes, Hilary and the Bladebreakers appeared, accompanied by another boy with long turquoise hair tied into a plait with a messy fringe.
"Hi!" cried Tyson and Max. The others responded with a simple 'hey'.
"Hey guys. Why so late?" I asked.
"We had to explain the whole Just For Laughs idea to Zeo," said Ray, motioning to the boy with turquoise hair. "Oh yeah, you haven't met Zeo before, have you?"
I shook my head.
"He's the fifth member of the Bladebreakers," announced Max.
"Nice to meet you," said Zeo, shaking my hand.
"Same here," I said. Boy, I've been meeting a lot of new people in the last couple of days.
"So what's the next trick then?" asked Tyson.
"Glad you asked," I grinned. "I'm gonna need Hilary and me for this. And I'll also need someone else. Zeo, do you wanna have a go?"
"OK," said Zeo.
"Thanks," I said. "Now this trick is called The Paint."
I quietly explained the trick to everyone. Hilary and me put on some white jackets with a green handprint on the shoulder at the back. Zeo had a paintbrush and was pretending to paint a nearby fence green. Kenny got ready with the camera, whilst the others hid close by.
The first person to come had dull purple messy hair and a big nose. (A/N: Sorry all Ian fans, if there are any). It was Ian. As he walked along, Hilary and me started walking just behind him.
"Watch where you're going along here, there's wet paint," said Zeo, placing his hand on the back of Ian's shoulder and pushing him along. He then did the same to Hilary and me.
We both then walked quicker so we ended up walking in front of Ian. Ian saw the (fake) handprints on our shoulders and frantically started checking his own. Hilary cracked up laughing, so we had to move aside quickly.
"Hilary! You ruined it!" accused Tyson.
"No she didn't. I think the effect's still lingering," I pointed at Ian, who was still checking the back of his shirt.
"Come on guys, Gordo's coming," announced Kenny.
We all quickly resumed our positions.
"Move along, watch the paint," ordered Zeo, pushing Gordo, Hilary and me along.
Hilary and me ran past Gordo and then started walking slower again as soon as we were in front of him.
"F*ck!" swore Gordo.
Hilary and me hurried down the path, giggling. Gordo on the other hand, had other ideas.
"What do you think you're doing?!" he yelled at Zeo. Then he realised who it was. "Zeo? What are you painting a fence for?"
"Just move along, Gordo," said Zeo, carrying on with the 'painting'.
Gordo shrugged and carried on down the path. We all ran back to our places when we saw Jazzman coming.
"Wet paint," announced Zeo. "Move along."
Zeo gently pushed Jazzman, Hilary and me along. As usual, Hilary and me hurried in front of Jazzman. He stared for a moment at our jackets.
"Excuse me," said Jazzman. Hilary and me turned around. "You've got paint of your jackets."
"Turn around," said Hilary. I did as she told me. "Oh my, you have."
"Have I got any on me?" Jazzman asked frantically.
"Oh my God, there's loads," I said, rubbing at his shoulder and trying not to laugh.
"Really?" asked Jazzman, pulling his jacket over his head and checking the back of it. Of course he found no paint. "Where?"
Hilary and me just laughed and walked off, leaving Jazzman feeling very confused.
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There we go, another chappie finished. Sorry it's so short, but I've got a bad case of writer's block at the moment. Too many stories.
~*~ Bready ~*~
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I was waiting at the park. I'd arranged to meet the Bladebreakers here for the next trick but they were late. I had everything ready to go. After another few minutes, Hilary and the Bladebreakers appeared, accompanied by another boy with long turquoise hair tied into a plait with a messy fringe.
"Hi!" cried Tyson and Max. The others responded with a simple 'hey'.
"Hey guys. Why so late?" I asked.
"We had to explain the whole Just For Laughs idea to Zeo," said Ray, motioning to the boy with turquoise hair. "Oh yeah, you haven't met Zeo before, have you?"
I shook my head.
"He's the fifth member of the Bladebreakers," announced Max.
"Nice to meet you," said Zeo, shaking my hand.
"Same here," I said. Boy, I've been meeting a lot of new people in the last couple of days.
"So what's the next trick then?" asked Tyson.
"Glad you asked," I grinned. "I'm gonna need Hilary and me for this. And I'll also need someone else. Zeo, do you wanna have a go?"
"OK," said Zeo.
"Thanks," I said. "Now this trick is called The Paint."
I quietly explained the trick to everyone. Hilary and me put on some white jackets with a green handprint on the shoulder at the back. Zeo had a paintbrush and was pretending to paint a nearby fence green. Kenny got ready with the camera, whilst the others hid close by.
The first person to come had dull purple messy hair and a big nose. (A/N: Sorry all Ian fans, if there are any). It was Ian. As he walked along, Hilary and me started walking just behind him.
"Watch where you're going along here, there's wet paint," said Zeo, placing his hand on the back of Ian's shoulder and pushing him along. He then did the same to Hilary and me.
We both then walked quicker so we ended up walking in front of Ian. Ian saw the (fake) handprints on our shoulders and frantically started checking his own. Hilary cracked up laughing, so we had to move aside quickly.
"Hilary! You ruined it!" accused Tyson.
"No she didn't. I think the effect's still lingering," I pointed at Ian, who was still checking the back of his shirt.
"Come on guys, Gordo's coming," announced Kenny.
We all quickly resumed our positions.
"Move along, watch the paint," ordered Zeo, pushing Gordo, Hilary and me along.
Hilary and me ran past Gordo and then started walking slower again as soon as we were in front of him.
"F*ck!" swore Gordo.
Hilary and me hurried down the path, giggling. Gordo on the other hand, had other ideas.
"What do you think you're doing?!" he yelled at Zeo. Then he realised who it was. "Zeo? What are you painting a fence for?"
"Just move along, Gordo," said Zeo, carrying on with the 'painting'.
Gordo shrugged and carried on down the path. We all ran back to our places when we saw Jazzman coming.
"Wet paint," announced Zeo. "Move along."
Zeo gently pushed Jazzman, Hilary and me along. As usual, Hilary and me hurried in front of Jazzman. He stared for a moment at our jackets.
"Excuse me," said Jazzman. Hilary and me turned around. "You've got paint of your jackets."
"Turn around," said Hilary. I did as she told me. "Oh my, you have."
"Have I got any on me?" Jazzman asked frantically.
"Oh my God, there's loads," I said, rubbing at his shoulder and trying not to laugh.
"Really?" asked Jazzman, pulling his jacket over his head and checking the back of it. Of course he found no paint. "Where?"
Hilary and me just laughed and walked off, leaving Jazzman feeling very confused.
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There we go, another chappie finished. Sorry it's so short, but I've got a bad case of writer's block at the moment. Too many stories.
~*~ Bready ~*~
