Chapter 16
—Boots' PoV—
"What are you all doing here?" I asked upon opening the doors to the poolroom. Scattered around the floor under piles of blankets were a multitude of employees.
"Am I late for work?" asked someone, as their head emerged from the covers.
"No, not yet Rubix."
She sat up and looked around. "Wow, what time is it?"
"Almost ten. Did you guys stay here all night? Does Pulitzer know?"
Around her the others were waking up and rubbing their eyes as they blinked wordlessly around the room.
"Oh crap, we're late, aren't we?" Skittery looked up at me. "You're here to tell me I'm fired, aren't you?"
"No, you're not fired. I just open up in the mornings. You'd all better get ready before Pulitzer gets in, though. And maybe a few of you should switch clothes so it doesn't look like you're wearing the same thing as yesterday." I turned from the room to go open the front doors for the others.
Almost as soon as I opened the doors Arrow, Pinch and Buckles stumbled around the corner.
"Are we the first ones here?" asked Pinch, a hint of her competitive nature shining through.
"No," I smiled at her shocked look, "but you may be the last."
"Are you kidding? How'd they all get over so soon?" Arrow peered around the foyer, as if searching for some sort of sign. Obviously none came and she gave up and turned back to me.
"They slept over."
"And no one invited me? Where's Pigeon? I'm going to murder her!" Buckles made her way for the main room, exiting the foyer at a very quick pace. "I love sleepovers! How could she?"
Pinch and Arrow followed behind her slowly, as if not in any particular rush to reach the room of half-sleeping employees. As I was leaving I saw Snitch come in and look around curiously, as if seeing the room for the first time. "Morning Snitch."
"Good morning!"
—Snitch's PoV—
I made my way to the poolroom where I was very surprised to find a number of workers camped out on the floor. By a number I mean a high number. Maybe around fifteen.
The most interesting one of them all was probably Racetrack, who asleep at a table as Granny drew on his face with black eyeliner.
"Shh!" she held her finger to her lips when she saw me watching them. She giggled and continued to create an intricate design including squiggles and polka dots.
"Hello Planet Camelot!" Sapphy burst in the door and struck a pose, showing off her interesting ensemble.
"Sapphy, what are you wearing?" queried Buckles upon spotting her.
"Pretty clothes?" Sapphy guessed, twirling to show them off. Over her ripped and faded jeans, the pleated skirt of her flowered sundress furled out around her. On her head rested a humongous and floppy pink hat and on her feet she had donned pointed close-toed white sandals. "Do you like it?" she asked.
"Not real—" Pinch began.
"I love it!" Pigeon appeared at Sapphy's side, looking her over and trying on her hat.
"I couldn't pull that off," admitted Buckles, looking down at her regular style of jeans and a t-shirt.
"Believe me babe, it takes a special person to pull this off. I'm just that special!"
"What happened here anyways?" I asked, halting their conversation.
"SLEEPOVER!!!" exclaimed Touch from where she was brushing her teeth with her finger and dollar store toothpaste.
"Oh."
"Someone should really wake up Spot and Ireland," pointed out Blink. They were lying beside each other on the floor holding hands. Granny had attacked them too with the eyeliner by writing all over their arms. She snickered as she watched them wake and notice the damage.
I looked around once again, looking for more oddities and out of place behaviour for so early in the morning.
"And what happened to Rubix?"
She was standing in the corner of the room, fiddling with her t-shirt, which looked several sizes too big. A little while away was Jack, except his clothes were too small.
"We switched clothes!" explained Rubix, turning to face me.
"Why didn't you switch with someone your size?" I asked. "Jack is much bigger than you."
Rubix shrugged and continues to hike the shoulders up on the shirt. "I like this shirt. It's comfy!"
"Yours isn't," complained Jack. It was very purple and read 'Not Everything On the Prairies Is Flat'. "And it's very embarrassing, too," he said, reading the shirt again.
"Besides, that shoe kid told us to switch clothes so Pulitzer wouldn't notice that we're wearing the same thing as yesterday," Rubix ignored him.
I didn't know any shoe kid and I was pretty sure Pulitzer would have noticed this strange choice of apparel, but I didn't want to cause trouble so I didn't say anything.
By this time most people had congregated in the poolroom. Shooter and Hornet were pushing the tables back into place, and Bumlets and Magic were taking chairs off the tables and putting them in place.
"What the hell is all over my face?" Ah, and Racetrack had finally woken up.
(End Chapter)
((Yay! Sleepover is over. I hope you liked it and I'm sorry if your character didn't sleep over. Those who did are:
Rubix
Pigeon
Granny
Ireland
Touch
David
Jack
Skittery
Dutchy
Mush
Blink
Spot
Racetrack
Uh…I think that's it.
Enjoy the chapter! Ad review to tell me of you did. Tell me if you laughed. I love making people laugh, even though all this really is really just stupid. Thanks!))
Shoutouts:
Strawberri Shake- I am officially changing the genre. Its not dramatic at all, it's funnier. I'm stupid. Mush is funny. And they did put something on his face. Heh heh heh…
Cassies-Grandma- my friend (who is sitting on my chair as I update) says it must be Super Smash Bros Melee. Your threat is a little…creepy. Arrow (my friend) says 'very creepy'. I can't figure out your signature-thingy. What is it?
Sapphy- you are a perv. That's OK though, since I wrote it.
Written Sparks- I love slumber parties! Whoo! I think I'll have one now! (goes to call everyone in her phonebook) Yay!
Madison Square- I won't ever try to take care of kids like that. It'd be asking for death. Seriously.
Fantasy3- we should build a Spit-Shield, shouldn't we?
Almatari of Arda- Skittery can SING!!! Duh?
Ireland O'Reily- if I'm ever in this film thing, I'll make sure to pick a cast of HOT guys…for my pleasure and for votes!