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Chapter... Um- What are we On? Oh yeah! Chapter Seven: The Man Who Was Oswald
"Okay, dudes... Billy's, um, Uncle Oswald is going to be greeting us here in Houston- so be nice. That means you, Freddy, Zack..." Dewey announced to the group as the plane pulled into the airport. Tomika's eyebrows rose. Uncle Oswald? Billy's Uncle Oswald. The Uncle Oswald that supposedly had started Billy's... um... fashion sense? Greeting them here.
"This is gonna be great..." She could hear Freddy comment sarcastically from the seat in front of them.
"Freddy- you've gotten into enough trouble on this tour- so don't. Do. Anything." Tomika warned them. Alicia and Marta nodded beside her.
"Don't worry..." Zack grinned. Tomika could see Katie whack the two of them over the forehead from the isle seat.
"Don't worry, Tomika. If Summer can't keep them in line, I will." Katie growled.
"She's a bit scary sometimes..." Tomika could hear Freddy whisper to Zack.
'Thank you- we hope you enjoyed your flight. If you are connecting to..." The flight attendants robotronic voice echoed throughout the plane.
The band stood up, carry-ons on hand, and filed into the arrival gate. There, giving Billy a big hug was the most squirrelly man Tomika had seen in her entire life.
He had a small narrow face, with beady black eyes. His long, brownishgray hair was pulled back into a bushy ponytail. His hands were twitching about and he looked a bit... okay, really out of proportion.
"Everybody, this is my Uncle Oswald!" Billy squealed, looking up at his uncle in admiration. Tomika's mouth dropped as the man squeaked in a heavy, snooty voice, "Good evening. I'm Oswald- and I will be your publicist manager for your stay in Houston."
Summer looked shocked. "Um... Mister, I'm band manager- I already have everything planned, I-"
She was rudely interrupted by a glaring Uncle Oswald, "Little lady, I am older than you by far, and am by far wiser. Therefore, I will be your publicist manager for your stay in Houston!"
"Um... thanks, man! We appreciate it! Now- let's find our limo and head out to the hotel to get ready!" Dewey said quickly, giving the stricken Summer a shove.
"I don't like this guy..." Katie stared after the bustling Oswald.
"Poor Summer... stiff competition, though..." Freddy replied.
"We can't just let him treat us like this. Like we're immature, untalented, spoiled brats." Tomika added, before noticing Freddy poking at something in an irritated Zack's ear. "But then again, Uncle Ozzy here might have a point..." Alicia giggled.
"Shut up." Freddy scowled. "I'll think of something to solve this... problem- don't worry..."
Tomika rolled her eyes as Freddy and Zack smirked and hurried up to the front of the group, no doubt to create some new, evil masterminded plan.
"Katie- I feel soooo sorry for you..." Marta grinned.
"I can't believe Dewey is making me, quote unquote, look out for those two! I hope they don't do something too drastic to Billy's uncle..." Katie stared after the boys.
"Oh trust me, they will..." Tomika sighed
"Okay, dudes! Um... you can just hang in the rooms until we leave... I'll- I'll be, uh, talking to the... erm... hotel management about... rules and stuff! Stay out of trouble and, er, listen to Oswald, dudes! Catch yas later!" Dewey announced in the smaller hallway, - which had all of the rooms taken by the band- his eyes following after one of the desk secretaries of the hotel. He quickly hurried away, not surprisingly in the direction of the hotel lady...
There was a strange pause filled with grossed-out looks and exchanged glances.
"I call the room at the end!" Freddy cried- and it was followed instantly by scurrying and shouting of the band rushing to choose their room. Tomika rolled her eyes, but dashed into the room in between Marta's and Alicia's all the same. They got a chain of opened doors going on, and soon, rooms on both side of the hallways formed two large strings of rooms- with band members bustling through everyone's.
"Ahem..." Tomika's ears strained to hear a small voice from the hallway as she grinned inside Katie's room at Frankie struggling to open a window.
"AHEM!!!!" Echoed through the hallway. Immediately- everybody turned and looked out the open doorways. Uncle Oswald was standing, more like perching, furiously in the hallway. "Band members! Here! NOW!!"
Cautiously, the kids all entered the hall with curious looks. Judging by Oswald's crazed look, Tomika had a bad feeling...
"Because I think you are all immature, untalented, spoiled brats- I told the maids that they could take a break and you would take over their duties of cleaning rooms! And because my brother in law once removed owns this hotel- they agreed to it! Now... cleaning will build your character and you will perform better tonight! Now, the next hallway is all needing to be cleaned so clean!" He raged.
Silence followed, with puzzled looks. Who did this guy think he was? Tomika didn't know. One thing was for sure- he had better be kidding...
"This is a joke, right?" Gordon stammered out. Tomika could see a look mixed of shock, disgust, and disbelief on his face. She was sure one was on her own.
Uncle Oswald's eyes grew wide and he glared at Gordon. "Work. Now."
The kids scrambled over to the next hallway- where a series of maid's carts were waiting.
"Billy... promise me that in your next family reunion, you kill your Uncle Oswald!!!" Freddy exclaimed. "This guy seriously thinks he can boss us around just because Dewey's gone and Dewey said he was in charge?!?"
The group looked around. Billy wasn't with them. Of course, Tomika groaned in her mind. Oswald wouldn't have Billy clean after other people when we were supposed to be relaxing! Ugh!
"Apparently he does... Ugh. He thinks he can boss us around! We're the School of Rock! We have a fan club and he's making us clean up hotels?! Am I having a nightmare or something- cause he completely pushed me out of manager position and now... Why does Dewey have to leave to flirt at a time like this?!" Summer screamed, grabbing a can of spray.
Tomika sighed, "Why don't one of us just go down and get Dewey?"
"Because- he took off. I saw him take that lady into the limo and head off somewhere. A bar probably. They won't be back until it's show time- and that's in five hours." Zack barked.
"We don't have to take this, you know? I say... I say that for once Spazzy here might have had a good idea earlier," Katie announced, looking around. "I say... we do something to the squirrelly, sad sap and come up... with a plan..."
To Be Continued in the Next Chapter...
((Okay. I feel like I'm loosing my touch, here. Let me know if this was too... normalish or too anythingish for the story. Thanks...))
Chapter... Um- What are we On? Oh yeah! Chapter Seven: The Man Who Was Oswald
"Okay, dudes... Billy's, um, Uncle Oswald is going to be greeting us here in Houston- so be nice. That means you, Freddy, Zack..." Dewey announced to the group as the plane pulled into the airport. Tomika's eyebrows rose. Uncle Oswald? Billy's Uncle Oswald. The Uncle Oswald that supposedly had started Billy's... um... fashion sense? Greeting them here.
"This is gonna be great..." She could hear Freddy comment sarcastically from the seat in front of them.
"Freddy- you've gotten into enough trouble on this tour- so don't. Do. Anything." Tomika warned them. Alicia and Marta nodded beside her.
"Don't worry..." Zack grinned. Tomika could see Katie whack the two of them over the forehead from the isle seat.
"Don't worry, Tomika. If Summer can't keep them in line, I will." Katie growled.
"She's a bit scary sometimes..." Tomika could hear Freddy whisper to Zack.
'Thank you- we hope you enjoyed your flight. If you are connecting to..." The flight attendants robotronic voice echoed throughout the plane.
The band stood up, carry-ons on hand, and filed into the arrival gate. There, giving Billy a big hug was the most squirrelly man Tomika had seen in her entire life.
He had a small narrow face, with beady black eyes. His long, brownishgray hair was pulled back into a bushy ponytail. His hands were twitching about and he looked a bit... okay, really out of proportion.
"Everybody, this is my Uncle Oswald!" Billy squealed, looking up at his uncle in admiration. Tomika's mouth dropped as the man squeaked in a heavy, snooty voice, "Good evening. I'm Oswald- and I will be your publicist manager for your stay in Houston."
Summer looked shocked. "Um... Mister, I'm band manager- I already have everything planned, I-"
She was rudely interrupted by a glaring Uncle Oswald, "Little lady, I am older than you by far, and am by far wiser. Therefore, I will be your publicist manager for your stay in Houston!"
"Um... thanks, man! We appreciate it! Now- let's find our limo and head out to the hotel to get ready!" Dewey said quickly, giving the stricken Summer a shove.
"I don't like this guy..." Katie stared after the bustling Oswald.
"Poor Summer... stiff competition, though..." Freddy replied.
"We can't just let him treat us like this. Like we're immature, untalented, spoiled brats." Tomika added, before noticing Freddy poking at something in an irritated Zack's ear. "But then again, Uncle Ozzy here might have a point..." Alicia giggled.
"Shut up." Freddy scowled. "I'll think of something to solve this... problem- don't worry..."
Tomika rolled her eyes as Freddy and Zack smirked and hurried up to the front of the group, no doubt to create some new, evil masterminded plan.
"Katie- I feel soooo sorry for you..." Marta grinned.
"I can't believe Dewey is making me, quote unquote, look out for those two! I hope they don't do something too drastic to Billy's uncle..." Katie stared after the boys.
"Oh trust me, they will..." Tomika sighed
"Okay, dudes! Um... you can just hang in the rooms until we leave... I'll- I'll be, uh, talking to the... erm... hotel management about... rules and stuff! Stay out of trouble and, er, listen to Oswald, dudes! Catch yas later!" Dewey announced in the smaller hallway, - which had all of the rooms taken by the band- his eyes following after one of the desk secretaries of the hotel. He quickly hurried away, not surprisingly in the direction of the hotel lady...
There was a strange pause filled with grossed-out looks and exchanged glances.
"I call the room at the end!" Freddy cried- and it was followed instantly by scurrying and shouting of the band rushing to choose their room. Tomika rolled her eyes, but dashed into the room in between Marta's and Alicia's all the same. They got a chain of opened doors going on, and soon, rooms on both side of the hallways formed two large strings of rooms- with band members bustling through everyone's.
"Ahem..." Tomika's ears strained to hear a small voice from the hallway as she grinned inside Katie's room at Frankie struggling to open a window.
"AHEM!!!!" Echoed through the hallway. Immediately- everybody turned and looked out the open doorways. Uncle Oswald was standing, more like perching, furiously in the hallway. "Band members! Here! NOW!!"
Cautiously, the kids all entered the hall with curious looks. Judging by Oswald's crazed look, Tomika had a bad feeling...
"Because I think you are all immature, untalented, spoiled brats- I told the maids that they could take a break and you would take over their duties of cleaning rooms! And because my brother in law once removed owns this hotel- they agreed to it! Now... cleaning will build your character and you will perform better tonight! Now, the next hallway is all needing to be cleaned so clean!" He raged.
Silence followed, with puzzled looks. Who did this guy think he was? Tomika didn't know. One thing was for sure- he had better be kidding...
"This is a joke, right?" Gordon stammered out. Tomika could see a look mixed of shock, disgust, and disbelief on his face. She was sure one was on her own.
Uncle Oswald's eyes grew wide and he glared at Gordon. "Work. Now."
The kids scrambled over to the next hallway- where a series of maid's carts were waiting.
"Billy... promise me that in your next family reunion, you kill your Uncle Oswald!!!" Freddy exclaimed. "This guy seriously thinks he can boss us around just because Dewey's gone and Dewey said he was in charge?!?"
The group looked around. Billy wasn't with them. Of course, Tomika groaned in her mind. Oswald wouldn't have Billy clean after other people when we were supposed to be relaxing! Ugh!
"Apparently he does... Ugh. He thinks he can boss us around! We're the School of Rock! We have a fan club and he's making us clean up hotels?! Am I having a nightmare or something- cause he completely pushed me out of manager position and now... Why does Dewey have to leave to flirt at a time like this?!" Summer screamed, grabbing a can of spray.
Tomika sighed, "Why don't one of us just go down and get Dewey?"
"Because- he took off. I saw him take that lady into the limo and head off somewhere. A bar probably. They won't be back until it's show time- and that's in five hours." Zack barked.
"We don't have to take this, you know? I say... I say that for once Spazzy here might have had a good idea earlier," Katie announced, looking around. "I say... we do something to the squirrelly, sad sap and come up... with a plan..."
To Be Continued in the Next Chapter...
((Okay. I feel like I'm loosing my touch, here. Let me know if this was too... normalish or too anythingish for the story. Thanks...))