FASH: Hello, my friends and I are finally going to drive Boris and Voltaire
insane!
Disclaimer: Leave me the hell alone, I don't own it, but I'm plotting to assassinate some people, you know, maim, murder, torture, and soon I will own it and there will be more than just three seasons.
""-speech ''-thoughts
"Give me your bit beasts before you regret it!" Boris and Voltaire shouted.
"....You're afraid of hitting girls aren't you?" Denise asked with a grin.
"Wimps." Danielle muttered.
"What did you say?" Boris demanded.
"Nothing." The two girls said in unison, Boris was a really creepy guy after all.
'Grrr. It seems that blonde girl is the weakest link, I'll make her sorry for letting her guard down.' Boris smirked.
He went face to face with her, which really scared Rachel. "Give me your bit beast or else..." He threatened.
Rachel's already wide eyes got even bigger and spakled with....delight?
"I know!" She stood up suddenly. And the next time she talked she had a lisp? "Let's give you the sexual appeal of a gay man. First we'll work on your pectorals because that would just make other guys swoon." Rachel faked a swoon and Denise and Danielle sweatdropped. "Next well work on your legs, long and slightly muscled, but there's no such thing as muscle, if you know what I mean." Rachel did a really odd sounding laugh.
"No wait right there-" Boris said, who wouldn't want Rachel to stop raving?
"Oh Stop iiiitttttt!" Rachel did a hand flick. "Then we'll work on your hair, I would dye it hot pink, but that would just scream ~take me~ and you want to be subtitle right? So anyway, with your skin tone and complextion I think you would look great in sky blue, then we'll just add some hair gel and put it in a style that says I'm ~frisky~ and ~playful!~ Next we'll work on your wardrobe, I think black leather would really-ARG!" Danielle and Denise had both whapped Rachel over the head.
"Rachel, you're staring to even scare us now." Denise said and Danielle nodded.
But that won't be the only way to gnaw away at the two men's sanity....
"OMG! Let's listen to Barbie Girl! The DJ remix, because it's better then the regular version, then we can listen to Linkin Park and Evanescence!" Rachel squealed.
Meanwhile the bladers had come across what seemed like an abandoned warehouse. Except when they went up to it they saw a bunch of security cameras.
"This is where they'll be?" Tyson asked as he looked at Tala. 'He's really... Sizzling.' He blushed slightly at his inner comment.
"Yes. There are four levels in this building, they are most likely on the bottom one." Tala replied. 'This Tyson. He seems.... Cute, but not in a normal way, can't compute.' He shook his head slightly, as if to get his thoughts off track.
Bryan went up and opened the door by entering a security code into a small electronic device by the door.
They walked in, what would they find when they got down to the fourth floor?
Boris and Voltaire were rocking back and forth, who ever knew that girls could be so terrifying? Or crazy? Or even fanatical? Certainly not them.
"So like yea." Rachel was jumping up and down, ear phones blasting music.
"And we wonder why people think we're crazy." Danielle muttered.
"Hey! I'm not the crazy one, I'm the druggie one!" Denise said nodding her head.
"Hi guys! Want to play Stella Ella Olla?" Rachel asked.
"Sure." "Why not." The three girls sat in a circle.
The bladers walked in just in time to see them start.
"Stella Ella Olla Clap Clap Clap Saying Es Cheeko Cheeko Cheeko Cheeko Chap Chap Es Cheeko Ckeeko Below Below Below Your Nose Saying One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten!" Danielle's hand was hit and Rachel and Denise screamed. "YOU ARE OUT!"
"I guess you guys didn't need rescuing after all." The girls turned to see Tyson and all the other bladers.
"Kai!" "Johnny!" Danielle and Denise flung themselves at their respectful lovers. (Muwahahaha! Lovers...That means they've gotten those Hawaiian flower necklaces.)
"Hi guys! I think we drove Boris and Volitaire insane." Rachel said as she pointed to the two groan men who were rocking back and forth on the floor, muttering. "Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts..."
"You ~think?~" Michael said sarcastically. 'What a woman. Errr, girl. Whatever.'
"Ya, I think. Cause I'm not a stereotypical blonde." Rachel nodded happily.
".....Right." Tyson said as he watched the amusing exchange between the two.
"So what are we going to do with them?" Tala said pointing to Boris and Voltaire.
"I'll take care of that!" Mr. D, Mr. Grainger and....The other Mr. Grainger, suddenly popped up out of nowhere with many police officers behind them, some already holding back Boris's minions.
After the two evil, plotting males had been arrested, Mr. D, Mr. G and ...The other Mr. G disappeared.
"Now what?" Tyson asked.
"Uhhhh guys..." Kenny started. "There's a blizzard going on outside." He showed them Dizzi's screen, which showed the outside of the building, you could barely see anything but white.
"Great. We're stuck here." Rachel pouted, Michael stared at the offending lip with lust.
It would be a hectic stay at the building, but how hectic? *wiggles eyebrows*
FASH: How was that? Tell me, honestly, I know I have freakishly short chapters, but I should get more reviews, look at the number of chapter I have!
Disclaimer: Leave me the hell alone, I don't own it, but I'm plotting to assassinate some people, you know, maim, murder, torture, and soon I will own it and there will be more than just three seasons.
""-speech ''-thoughts
"Give me your bit beasts before you regret it!" Boris and Voltaire shouted.
"....You're afraid of hitting girls aren't you?" Denise asked with a grin.
"Wimps." Danielle muttered.
"What did you say?" Boris demanded.
"Nothing." The two girls said in unison, Boris was a really creepy guy after all.
'Grrr. It seems that blonde girl is the weakest link, I'll make her sorry for letting her guard down.' Boris smirked.
He went face to face with her, which really scared Rachel. "Give me your bit beast or else..." He threatened.
Rachel's already wide eyes got even bigger and spakled with....delight?
"I know!" She stood up suddenly. And the next time she talked she had a lisp? "Let's give you the sexual appeal of a gay man. First we'll work on your pectorals because that would just make other guys swoon." Rachel faked a swoon and Denise and Danielle sweatdropped. "Next well work on your legs, long and slightly muscled, but there's no such thing as muscle, if you know what I mean." Rachel did a really odd sounding laugh.
"No wait right there-" Boris said, who wouldn't want Rachel to stop raving?
"Oh Stop iiiitttttt!" Rachel did a hand flick. "Then we'll work on your hair, I would dye it hot pink, but that would just scream ~take me~ and you want to be subtitle right? So anyway, with your skin tone and complextion I think you would look great in sky blue, then we'll just add some hair gel and put it in a style that says I'm ~frisky~ and ~playful!~ Next we'll work on your wardrobe, I think black leather would really-ARG!" Danielle and Denise had both whapped Rachel over the head.
"Rachel, you're staring to even scare us now." Denise said and Danielle nodded.
But that won't be the only way to gnaw away at the two men's sanity....
"OMG! Let's listen to Barbie Girl! The DJ remix, because it's better then the regular version, then we can listen to Linkin Park and Evanescence!" Rachel squealed.
Meanwhile the bladers had come across what seemed like an abandoned warehouse. Except when they went up to it they saw a bunch of security cameras.
"This is where they'll be?" Tyson asked as he looked at Tala. 'He's really... Sizzling.' He blushed slightly at his inner comment.
"Yes. There are four levels in this building, they are most likely on the bottom one." Tala replied. 'This Tyson. He seems.... Cute, but not in a normal way, can't compute.' He shook his head slightly, as if to get his thoughts off track.
Bryan went up and opened the door by entering a security code into a small electronic device by the door.
They walked in, what would they find when they got down to the fourth floor?
Boris and Voltaire were rocking back and forth, who ever knew that girls could be so terrifying? Or crazy? Or even fanatical? Certainly not them.
"So like yea." Rachel was jumping up and down, ear phones blasting music.
"And we wonder why people think we're crazy." Danielle muttered.
"Hey! I'm not the crazy one, I'm the druggie one!" Denise said nodding her head.
"Hi guys! Want to play Stella Ella Olla?" Rachel asked.
"Sure." "Why not." The three girls sat in a circle.
The bladers walked in just in time to see them start.
"Stella Ella Olla Clap Clap Clap Saying Es Cheeko Cheeko Cheeko Cheeko Chap Chap Es Cheeko Ckeeko Below Below Below Your Nose Saying One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten!" Danielle's hand was hit and Rachel and Denise screamed. "YOU ARE OUT!"
"I guess you guys didn't need rescuing after all." The girls turned to see Tyson and all the other bladers.
"Kai!" "Johnny!" Danielle and Denise flung themselves at their respectful lovers. (Muwahahaha! Lovers...That means they've gotten those Hawaiian flower necklaces.)
"Hi guys! I think we drove Boris and Volitaire insane." Rachel said as she pointed to the two groan men who were rocking back and forth on the floor, muttering. "Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts..."
"You ~think?~" Michael said sarcastically. 'What a woman. Errr, girl. Whatever.'
"Ya, I think. Cause I'm not a stereotypical blonde." Rachel nodded happily.
".....Right." Tyson said as he watched the amusing exchange between the two.
"So what are we going to do with them?" Tala said pointing to Boris and Voltaire.
"I'll take care of that!" Mr. D, Mr. Grainger and....The other Mr. Grainger, suddenly popped up out of nowhere with many police officers behind them, some already holding back Boris's minions.
After the two evil, plotting males had been arrested, Mr. D, Mr. G and ...The other Mr. G disappeared.
"Now what?" Tyson asked.
"Uhhhh guys..." Kenny started. "There's a blizzard going on outside." He showed them Dizzi's screen, which showed the outside of the building, you could barely see anything but white.
"Great. We're stuck here." Rachel pouted, Michael stared at the offending lip with lust.
It would be a hectic stay at the building, but how hectic? *wiggles eyebrows*
FASH: How was that? Tell me, honestly, I know I have freakishly short chapters, but I should get more reviews, look at the number of chapter I have!