A.N- Woohoo I'm over the 30 mark for reviews! Thanks guys! big cheesy grin I'm honored! Anyway, back on track...there were two ideas put forward for this chapter, and I couldn't decided between the two of them so I decided to use both! Heheheh...Anyway I'll shut up now and get on with it.
Another disclaimer: I don't own the nature program!
Next morning, Scott sent Virgil over to the mainland to get some more food, without Onaha preparing big meals for the brothers they had just been snacking every hour or so on whatever they could find, and the only thing they had left was ice cream. Virgil had been strictly told not to buy anything with caffeine in, but so far all that was in his shopping trolley was Coca-Cola and coffee.
Scott and John were in Jeff's office having a long conversation about nothing with their Dad, as they hadn't spoken to him for a few days.
Alan was spending the day with Tin-Tin on the beach having spent the night before sulking about the prank Virgil and John had played, and Gordon had already pre-occupied himself.
He had been surprised at John and Virgil's response to the prank he and Alan had played on Scott. Gordon saw himself as the practical joker of the family, and feeling that his reputation was on the line, he decided to work solo for his next outburst.
Tin-Tin sighed as she threw herself down on the sand next to Alan. "Alan what's up? You've been too quiet for your standards...it's starting to worry me"
Alan forced a smile at Tin-Tin joke, but it soon faded. "It's just last night, that's all...""Too many cookies?"
"No..."
"Alan I did tell you about that nature program..."
"No it's not the stupid nature program! It's Virgil and John..." Alan sighed.
"Virg would kill you if he knew you called his favourite program stupid you know" Tin-Tin joked, and sighed as it did nothing to cheer Alan up. "Come on, let's think of a way to get them back for you..."
"I can't think. I've been thinking all morning. Gordon's the one who thinks these things up..."
"Look, I've got an idea, okay?" Tin-Tin said and smiled as Alan's head popped up.
"You have?" he asked excitedly.
"Yep! Now, listen up..."
Gordon sat himself happily on John's bed, paintbrush in his right hand. He set the tin down on the floor and eased the lid off. As he looked inside at the contents of the tin, he grinned from ear to ear.
"So? What do you think?" Tin-Tin asked Alan.
"It's perfect!" Alan said, jumping up and hugging her so tightly she could barley breathe. They both made their way back inside the house. "But we've still got to come up with a way to get John back"
"I think that's already sorted" Tin-Tin said from behind Alan. In her hand was a note that had been stuck on Alan's bedroom door. "Alan, I've got the whole thing sorted to get John back, so I'm guessing you would want to get Virgil back yourself. Tin-Tin's probably with you so think up of something with her. Two pea-sized brains are better than one" Tin-Tin read aloud. "Pea brain? Oooh I'm gonna get him when I see him..."
"I'll help you out, but can we please hurry up? Scott and John won't stay in one place forever!" Alan whined, dragging Tin-Tin by the arm to her bedroom.
"Okay...okay...I know it's here somewhere..." Tin-Tin said aloud to herself as she flung things out from a drawer.
"Ooh...take your time..." Alan said, intrigued by Tin-Tin's underwear drawer.
"Alan!" she squealed, throwing a hairbrush at him.
"Ow! I wasn't doing anything!" Alan protested, leaning forward so his backside pushed against the drawer, closing it.
"I found it" Tin-Tin said suddenly, pulling out a small bottle, grinning.
"Yey! Come on! To the bathroom!" Alan shouted and ran out of the room.
Gordon took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed to admire his work. "Perfect" he said to himself, beaming. "One more finishing touch needs to be added..." he said and opened the lid of a different tin. Dunking the paintbrush in, he began.
"Why do girls have so much stuff like this?" Alan questioned as he sat on the edge of the bathtub, watching Tin-Tin make the transfer of the two containers. "I mean, I've never seen you use that, or half of the other stuff in that drawer...I don't get girls"
"If you want to ask questions I can do this to you too you know" Tin-Tin answered, screwing the caps on the two containers shut. "All done"
"Great! Just in time too, I can hear Virgil downstairs" Alan said, following Tin-Tin to her room so she could put the bottle back, and then following her downstairs to greet Virgil.
"Hey squirt!" Virgil said enthusiastically, throwing a pack of cookies at him.
"Thanks Virg. You err...haven't been on the caffeine again have you?" Alan replied with an eyebrow raised.
"You would think so...it appears the supermarket atmosphere has the same effect on him..." Scott answered, putting both of his hands on Virgil's shoulders and pushing him down on the sofa. "Sit"
"Hey where's Gordon?" John asked, looking around.
"Right here" Gordon replied, walking into the room, catching the packet of cookies thrown at him by Virgil. "You didn't miss me did you?" he grinned.
The five of them spent the evening putting away the bags of shopping Virgil had brought home. Shopping without supervision had been added to Scott's list of things Virgil was banned from, as he had bought enough food to feed them for the next few months.
"So what exactly did you do?" Alan asked Gordon once the two of them were alone.
"You'll find out pretty soon. Did you and Tin-Tin come up with anything?" Gordon replied.
"You bet! You'll have to wait till the morning though..." Alan grinned.
"Me and Virg are just gonna do the washing up before we all turn in for the night, have any of you got any glasses or plates in your rooms?" Scott asked everyone.
"I think I've got a glass..." John thought out loud and went upstairs.
Gordon elbowed Alan in the side. "Wait for it...""GORDON!" John's voice thundered and echoed around the house. All eyes turned to Gordon as he beamed.
Moments later John stormed into the room, face like thunder. "BRIGHT PINK?" he shouted. "My whole room, bright pink!?"
"Well the dark blue looked a bit dull...so I thought I might jazz it up a bit" Gordon said cheekily.
"I'm gonna kill you." John said and lunged for Gordon, who quickly jumped up and ran.
The next morning, Gordon say across the sofa supporting a sore back after John had tackled him to the floor in a rage. Alan was sat on the floor in front of the TV munching on a piece of toast, and Scott was having a lie in.
Virgil had just woken up; he reached under his bed and pulled out the 2-litre bottle of Coca-Cola he had bought the morning before. Taking a few big gulps of it, he quickly screwed the lid back on and slid the bottle back in its place. He stretched his arms and dragged himself out of bed, making his way to the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror he grabbed his tub of hair gel. Just like most women hate leaving the house with no make-up on, Virgil hated leaving the bathroom without his hair done. Squirting a big dollop of the gel into his hands, he started to work the gel through his hair. When he had finished, he looked at himself in the mirror to check if there was any stray bits of hair sticking out in the wrong place. Shocked wouldn't begin to describe the look on his face as he saw his reflection. "GORDON!" He yelled running downstairs and into the living room.
Gordon looked at him wide-eyed. "Hey, that was not me! Blame Alan, pinkie"Scott made his way into the room, having just been woken up. "What's going on –WOAH!" Scott shouted when he saw Virgil. "Erm Virg? Now John's hair is bright, but that suits him. But Virg? Bright pink? It's not really your colour..."
Virgil shot him a dirty look and jumped onto Alan.
"Argh!" Alan cried as he was crushed.
"You better sort this out!" Virgil shouted at him, giving him a wedgie, followed by the biggest noogie in history.
A.N- Hope you enjoyed it! I'm going on holiday this Saturday for a week, so I was planning on writing a longer chapter Friday night, so if you want to suggest anything, please do! Thanks for reading and please review!