(A/N – Woohoo! We place in front of you chapter 9! It's sorta good, I
guess... but that's up to you! The reviewer! So, read it, enjoy it, and have
a good laugh. We're trying to type faster and we've developed a good idea
for a sequel! But it's top secret, so you'll find out when it's written!
Well, I'm gonna shut up and let you read. Cya down below!)
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CHAPTER NINE: "Pickles and peaches!"
Nothing really happened since we had met Robbie in Bigham's. That is, unless you count Will trying to drown Jack in the toilet for calling him a welp again (*giggle*)...oh, and Robbie found out that Elizabeth, Jack, and Will were... yeah... anyhoo...
Wondering why Robbie's here? Well, he spent the night with us. He told me he was running away, and he figured he'd come to me since I haven't let any of his secrets slip since I had met him in 8th grade. Well, just wanted to clear that up. Now, hit the fast forward button, and stop around noon the next day.
"Pass it. Inside of your foot, remember..." Robbie told me. I kicked, and passed the ball to him successfully. "Okay, now shoot for the goal," he said, passing the ball back to me. He ran to defend the gate, and I kicked.
"Ow!" Lindsay screamed. I looked over at her as she clutched her nose. I ran over to her with Robbie.
"Evidently I need to work on my aim," I said as I examined Lindsay's nose.
"Ya think?!" Lindsay said. "Ow..." Jessica ran in and got her some ice, and I turned back to Robbie.
"I don't think I've got a knack for soccer," I said. He tossed me the soccer ball, and went back to defending the gate.
"C'mon, you'll get it," he said. I sighed, and sat the ball down. I walked back about ten feet, broke into a run, and Jack stepped right in my path.
"Ye' know, luv – "he began. I tried skidding to a halt, but I hit Jack head on. We landed in a big heap on the ground, and everyone rushed over to us. Jessica and Lindsay pulled me up, and Jack still lay on the ground.
"Wake up!" Jessica screamed as she slapped Jack hard across the face. Robbie and Will sat Jack up as he shook his head.
"Who are you people?" Jack asked as he opened his eyes.
"It's ok, Jack," I said. "You just had a bad fall, that's all."
"Who's Jack?" he asked. I laughed nervously.
"Funny... c'mon Jack," I said, trying to pull him to his feet without success. (geez, he's heavy!). He just stared up at me.
"Who's Jack?" he repeated. I widened my eyes.
"You're Jack," Jessica said.
"Really?" jack asked as he looked up in thought. I gulped. No, this can't be what I think it is...
"Yeah," Lindsay said in a nervous tone. "Do you recognize him?" she asked him, motioning toward Will.
"Nope," Jack replied.
-- 2 hours later --
Jay lay on the couch watching cartoons. The rest of us were gathered around the medical book on the other side of the room. We knew Jack had amnesia, but we wanted to know how to cure it.
"Doesn't say," Jessica said.
"I'm tellin' ya," Robbie said, "just beam him over the head with a brick or something and he'll snap right out of it! Ya know, BAM!"
"Shut up!" I whispered loudly, elbowing him in the stomach. I motioned toward Jack, and Robbie grimaced.
"Yes, let's all shut up so Uncle Pirate doesn't hear us," he said sarcastically. I got tired of him making fun of me for lying about Jack being my uncle, so I pulled out my secret weapon – a Snickers bar. I waved it at Robbie, and he froze. He'd do anything for his favorite candy bar...
"Hand it over," Robbie said, his hand extended.
"Will you shut up?" I asked him.
"Yeah, whatever. Just hand me the Snickers bar." I tossed it to him, and he gave a small triumphant 'woo'. I shook my head at him hopelessly, and looked over at the couch.
"Oh my God! He's gone!" I yelled. I jumped up, and we started looking for him. Two minutes later, I found him in the bathtub (he's dressed people, chill out).
"There you are!" I said, pulling open the shower curtain. "I found him!" I yelled. When everyone was in the room (I'm amazed that we all fit in my bathroom – barely two people can be in it at once), we pulled Jack to a standing position in the tub. Jack began hiccupping.
"What's that?" Will asked Jack.
"I be drinkin' some of this here – hic – er... stuff," Jack replied, holding up a shampoo bottle with another hiccup.
"Hey! My shampoo!" Lindsay yelled, snatching the bottle from Jack.
"It tastes – hic – very good," Jack said. "My – hic – compliments to the chef – hic –"We stared at him like he was crazy. Well, he was crazy...oh, never mind...
"Shampoo isn't a drink, you dip!" Jessica yelled. "What's the matter with you?! Let me see that bottle..." she said, taking the bottle from Lindsay, and examining it. "Hmm... Suave Naturals strawberry... well, Jack, at least you have good taste..."
"Jessica!"
"What?"
-- Midnight --
The day was slow as we tried to keep Jack under wraps. We called the Poison Control Center, and they helped us rid Jack of the shampoo (yeah, he vomited for two hours straight!). He did eventually stop hiccupping, too. He did pull a false alarm on the fire company by accident, and we got of with a warning (yes, really...).
Now, Jack, Will, and Elizabeth were asleep in a pile next to the fireplace in the basement living room. On the other side of the room, we were keeping busy with a board game.
"Everything's normal again." Lindsay said.
"Well, not everything," I said, looking over my shoulder at Jack.
"I still say we hit him," Robbie said. He picked up the TV remote, and pretended to whip it at Jack. I took the remote off of him.
"Pickles and peaches!" Jessica said excitedly. We stared at her. Anymore, I wasn't so sure about her...
"What?!" Robbie asked.
"Pickles and peaches!"
"Yes, we heard that part," Robbie said impatiently.
"It's a remedy for amnesia! My grandma used to use it on me!" Jessica said, jumping to her feet.
"You had amnesia?" Lindsay asked her.
"Sure, loads of times! So, you got any?" she asked quickly.
"Go check the fridge," I said slowly. She ran upstairs, and we soon heard he bustling about the kitchen.
"Your friends are weird," Robbie said to me. I turned toward him and sighed.
"Don't talk about yourself like that, Robbie. It's not good for you self-image," Lindsay said. We laughed, Robbie gave us that 'yeah, whatever' look, and Jessica came hurtling down the stairs.
"Got 'em!" Jessica said proudly, hold up the bowl. We pinched our noses shut, and Jessica knelt next to Jack. We prodded him awake, and he rubbed his face.
"What?" Jack said sleepily.
*BAM*
Jack fell forward, his face hitting the floor hard and fast. Behind him was Robbie, who was smiling with a book in his hand. Jessica and Lindsay went over and sat Jack up, and I ripped the book from Robbie's hands.
"You idiot!" I said, hitting him with the book. "Are you nuts?! We had a remedy! You didn't have to go and just give him a concussion!" He just continued to smile.
"Oi..." I heard Jack say. I abandoned Robbie, and went over to help sit Jack up.
"Are you ok, Jack?" I asked him.
"Yeah," Jack replied. We stared at him, and then back at Robbie (who is still smiling). I looked back at Jack. Robbie had cured him... I think...
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-- Review! Review! REVIEW! lol... please? I hope you liked that. We just had to have a chapter where Jack got amnesia. It was essential! lol.... Well, we hope you enjoyed this little shindig. We'll see you in the next update! --
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CHAPTER NINE: "Pickles and peaches!"
Nothing really happened since we had met Robbie in Bigham's. That is, unless you count Will trying to drown Jack in the toilet for calling him a welp again (*giggle*)...oh, and Robbie found out that Elizabeth, Jack, and Will were... yeah... anyhoo...
Wondering why Robbie's here? Well, he spent the night with us. He told me he was running away, and he figured he'd come to me since I haven't let any of his secrets slip since I had met him in 8th grade. Well, just wanted to clear that up. Now, hit the fast forward button, and stop around noon the next day.
"Pass it. Inside of your foot, remember..." Robbie told me. I kicked, and passed the ball to him successfully. "Okay, now shoot for the goal," he said, passing the ball back to me. He ran to defend the gate, and I kicked.
"Ow!" Lindsay screamed. I looked over at her as she clutched her nose. I ran over to her with Robbie.
"Evidently I need to work on my aim," I said as I examined Lindsay's nose.
"Ya think?!" Lindsay said. "Ow..." Jessica ran in and got her some ice, and I turned back to Robbie.
"I don't think I've got a knack for soccer," I said. He tossed me the soccer ball, and went back to defending the gate.
"C'mon, you'll get it," he said. I sighed, and sat the ball down. I walked back about ten feet, broke into a run, and Jack stepped right in my path.
"Ye' know, luv – "he began. I tried skidding to a halt, but I hit Jack head on. We landed in a big heap on the ground, and everyone rushed over to us. Jessica and Lindsay pulled me up, and Jack still lay on the ground.
"Wake up!" Jessica screamed as she slapped Jack hard across the face. Robbie and Will sat Jack up as he shook his head.
"Who are you people?" Jack asked as he opened his eyes.
"It's ok, Jack," I said. "You just had a bad fall, that's all."
"Who's Jack?" he asked. I laughed nervously.
"Funny... c'mon Jack," I said, trying to pull him to his feet without success. (geez, he's heavy!). He just stared up at me.
"Who's Jack?" he repeated. I widened my eyes.
"You're Jack," Jessica said.
"Really?" jack asked as he looked up in thought. I gulped. No, this can't be what I think it is...
"Yeah," Lindsay said in a nervous tone. "Do you recognize him?" she asked him, motioning toward Will.
"Nope," Jack replied.
-- 2 hours later --
Jay lay on the couch watching cartoons. The rest of us were gathered around the medical book on the other side of the room. We knew Jack had amnesia, but we wanted to know how to cure it.
"Doesn't say," Jessica said.
"I'm tellin' ya," Robbie said, "just beam him over the head with a brick or something and he'll snap right out of it! Ya know, BAM!"
"Shut up!" I whispered loudly, elbowing him in the stomach. I motioned toward Jack, and Robbie grimaced.
"Yes, let's all shut up so Uncle Pirate doesn't hear us," he said sarcastically. I got tired of him making fun of me for lying about Jack being my uncle, so I pulled out my secret weapon – a Snickers bar. I waved it at Robbie, and he froze. He'd do anything for his favorite candy bar...
"Hand it over," Robbie said, his hand extended.
"Will you shut up?" I asked him.
"Yeah, whatever. Just hand me the Snickers bar." I tossed it to him, and he gave a small triumphant 'woo'. I shook my head at him hopelessly, and looked over at the couch.
"Oh my God! He's gone!" I yelled. I jumped up, and we started looking for him. Two minutes later, I found him in the bathtub (he's dressed people, chill out).
"There you are!" I said, pulling open the shower curtain. "I found him!" I yelled. When everyone was in the room (I'm amazed that we all fit in my bathroom – barely two people can be in it at once), we pulled Jack to a standing position in the tub. Jack began hiccupping.
"What's that?" Will asked Jack.
"I be drinkin' some of this here – hic – er... stuff," Jack replied, holding up a shampoo bottle with another hiccup.
"Hey! My shampoo!" Lindsay yelled, snatching the bottle from Jack.
"It tastes – hic – very good," Jack said. "My – hic – compliments to the chef – hic –"We stared at him like he was crazy. Well, he was crazy...oh, never mind...
"Shampoo isn't a drink, you dip!" Jessica yelled. "What's the matter with you?! Let me see that bottle..." she said, taking the bottle from Lindsay, and examining it. "Hmm... Suave Naturals strawberry... well, Jack, at least you have good taste..."
"Jessica!"
"What?"
-- Midnight --
The day was slow as we tried to keep Jack under wraps. We called the Poison Control Center, and they helped us rid Jack of the shampoo (yeah, he vomited for two hours straight!). He did eventually stop hiccupping, too. He did pull a false alarm on the fire company by accident, and we got of with a warning (yes, really...).
Now, Jack, Will, and Elizabeth were asleep in a pile next to the fireplace in the basement living room. On the other side of the room, we were keeping busy with a board game.
"Everything's normal again." Lindsay said.
"Well, not everything," I said, looking over my shoulder at Jack.
"I still say we hit him," Robbie said. He picked up the TV remote, and pretended to whip it at Jack. I took the remote off of him.
"Pickles and peaches!" Jessica said excitedly. We stared at her. Anymore, I wasn't so sure about her...
"What?!" Robbie asked.
"Pickles and peaches!"
"Yes, we heard that part," Robbie said impatiently.
"It's a remedy for amnesia! My grandma used to use it on me!" Jessica said, jumping to her feet.
"You had amnesia?" Lindsay asked her.
"Sure, loads of times! So, you got any?" she asked quickly.
"Go check the fridge," I said slowly. She ran upstairs, and we soon heard he bustling about the kitchen.
"Your friends are weird," Robbie said to me. I turned toward him and sighed.
"Don't talk about yourself like that, Robbie. It's not good for you self-image," Lindsay said. We laughed, Robbie gave us that 'yeah, whatever' look, and Jessica came hurtling down the stairs.
"Got 'em!" Jessica said proudly, hold up the bowl. We pinched our noses shut, and Jessica knelt next to Jack. We prodded him awake, and he rubbed his face.
"What?" Jack said sleepily.
*BAM*
Jack fell forward, his face hitting the floor hard and fast. Behind him was Robbie, who was smiling with a book in his hand. Jessica and Lindsay went over and sat Jack up, and I ripped the book from Robbie's hands.
"You idiot!" I said, hitting him with the book. "Are you nuts?! We had a remedy! You didn't have to go and just give him a concussion!" He just continued to smile.
"Oi..." I heard Jack say. I abandoned Robbie, and went over to help sit Jack up.
"Are you ok, Jack?" I asked him.
"Yeah," Jack replied. We stared at him, and then back at Robbie (who is still smiling). I looked back at Jack. Robbie had cured him... I think...
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-- Review! Review! REVIEW! lol... please? I hope you liked that. We just had to have a chapter where Jack got amnesia. It was essential! lol.... Well, we hope you enjoyed this little shindig. We'll see you in the next update! --