Zoltar: Once upon a midnight dreary, here I sat, tired, weary...annoyed...brooding the meaning of life.
Rei: that's nice, now can we get on with this?
Zoltar: SURE!
Rei: o.O Zoltar doesn't own Beyblade. Or whatever happens to pop up in this story. Cuz we forgot to look through it before we typed it.
Maybe...
Chapter 23
A collective cheer swept through the mass of people as Michelle walked into the beautifully decorated-only-for-this-occasion-and-never-again-because-Bryan-has-a-gun-and-isn't-afraid-to-use-it mansion. Let's just say, she was more that surprised. She was shocked.
"What's going on?" she asked innocently.
"Merry Christmas!" Tala said, runnning over to her and picking her up in a 'Romance Novel' hug.
"Or Happy Ha-unu-ka." Ian said, not sure if he said it right. "If that's what you celebrate."
Michelle smiled. "Is this what you have been up to?" She asked her teammates.
"Yes!" they all said, smiling just as much as her. Except Liz, because she seems to think it hurts when she smiles. "All for you!"
Little stars made their way into Michelle's eyes when she began to think of how much her team loved her. 'They like me!' Said little happy Michelle in Michelle's head. 'They really like me!'
"I just wish Marisa could be here to see this." she said.
"I am here to see this!" Shouted Marisa from the doorway. "You just haven't noticed me!"
Bryan pat her back. The other's still didn't notice her. "Don't worry." he said. "It happens to the best of us wen-Marisa."
"Gaspeth." Marisa said. "It knows my name."
Bryan just made a growling noise.
Back to the important people;
"Tracy, Mandy, Tala, Ian and Spencer." Michelle said. "You are the sneakiest people I have ever met. But who ever heard of a surprise Christmas party?"
"You have now!" Tracy said happily. "I'ma go get in my Satan costume!"
Mandy looked at her. "Don't you mean Santa?" she asked.
"Shut up! I'm dyslexic."
"What about me?" Liz asked. "Hello?"
Everybody ignored her.
Liz sighed and walked over to the corner of the room where Bryan and Marisa were standing.
"Another one joins the group." Bryan said.
"Haha! Nbody's noticing you!" Marisa said, pointing her finger at Liz.
"Nobody's noticing you either!" Bryan said.
"Shut up Bryan! You're supposed to be on my side!"
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Michelle looked at Tala with little hearts in her eyes. "Yuri?" she asked.
Tala looked at Michelle. "Michelle?" he asked.
"I lo- is that Darren!" She said aghast, hearts gone. They, they cracked. Right down the middle.
Tala sweatdropped. "I don't know. Who's Darren?"
Mandy smiled and waved in the direction of he who is known as Darren. "Long story short," she said. "A friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of my friend."
"No, my friend." Marisa said, finally fed up with being ignored.
Mandy jumped. "Woah! Mairsa, where'd you come from?"
"Hell." Marisa stated simply
Mandy glared at her, then paused. "Actually, I believe that." she said.
Marisa made a chuckling noise, but then stopped, cuz she's her. The two of them had a rather strange conversation about very very random things while Michelle went over and creped up on the unsuspecting Darren. Or she thought it was Darren, but Darren had moved.
Michelle inhaled deeply to steady her breathing and Tala kept giving her a strange look, but she just nodded to show him it was okay. She took another deep breath
"DARREN'S HERE!" She shouted, of course everyone ignored the shouting, as she glomped on someone.
An 'Uf' sound could be heard from the person who lay on the floor.
"Riquo?" Michelled asked.
The leather clad person laughed. "Yes, now please move." he reached out for something that wasn't there. "My air is escaping..."
Michelle quickly got off of him and helped him up, bowing and saying a quick 'I'm sorry!' "I thought you were Darren."
Darren laughed. "Well you must be blind then." he said. "Because it's very clear that I am he who is called Darren, and I do not wear leather."
Riquo glared at him. "Is there something wrong with my clothing style?"
Darren held his hands up in his defense. "I didn't say that."
"But you implied it."
Michelle sighed. 'Those two never change.' she thought. She noticed Tala still looking at her quizically, so she went over to him and grabbed his hand.
"Darren! Shut up for once in your life!" she heard Marisa say from the other side of the room where she was talking to Kevin, for some odd reason. "I can hear you over here!"
Darren glared at her. "Whatever wench."
"Ra! What is it with people wanting to call me wench?" she asked Kevin, he just shrugged.
"Tala." Michelle said. "This is Darren." she pointed to the guy wearing the black pants and shirt that said, If I Wanted Your Opinion, I Would Have Broken Your Neck and Let's See What You Say Then. He's not a very happy person...
"That silver haired dude is Riquo." She said that because Riquo was now glaring at people. Don't get me wrong, he's a nice person but sometimes people like oh, say, Mariah, get on his nerves. "He's easy to spot in a crowd." 'Nobody wears that much leather' she mentally said to herself.
"And that...guy wherever he is, is," she cringed. "Steve."
"The football player?" Ian asked from where he had come to join them. Don't know why, but I think it has something to do with the fact that Mandy was nowhere to be seen...
"No the Blues Clues host." Michelle said.
"..." They both...er...didn't say.
"I'm kidding."
"Good." Tala said.
Steve was actually over with Marisa and Kevin. They just tried to ignore him.
"Hey, bring up the subject of euthanasia." Steve whispered to Marisa.
Marisa pushed him away angrily, then turned to glare at him. "Shut up Steve!"
"Uh, maybe I should go..." Kevin said while walking away.
Marisa sighed. "I'm going to hurt you severly." she said. "If I hadn't left my gun in the car, you would be so dead right now, I'd think of a real quick alibi. He tried to rape me. No, used too much...Self defense. That always pulls over the judge."
Steve yawned. "What's so great about him?" he asked.
"He was squirell like." Marisa replied, looking around for a sharp object of some sort to stab Steve with. None.
"And what's so great about being squirell like?" Steve continued, knowing she wouldn't find anything, so he wasn't really fearing for his life in any way imaginable.
"I like squirells thank you!" Marisa snapped.
"Gee-alright." Steve said. "But you know you could always talk to me..." he trailed off.
"As interesting as that sounds," Marisa started. "I would rather wax my eyebrows."
"Yeah they could use a little waxin-" Steve started.
"Finish that sentece and I swear by Ra..." Marisa warned.
"Alright. I won't finish it." Steve said. "But you know, if you're too embarassed to admit that you have horrible eyebrows in need of waxing-"
Marisa's fist connected with Steve's jaw. You could hear a beautiful cracking noise.
Steve spit out a tooth. "Agh." Ow, but he couldn't say it right because his jaw's broken.
Bryan, who had been watching the whole thing, indeed enjoyed his...girlfriend's...choice of action. It was smart and powerful. It got the point across. With pain. Even better.
Let's see...what's Tracy doing?
Tracy was with Spencer, of course. She and he were in the kitchen, staring at all the food. It wasn't there earlier.
"Where...did...it all...come from?" she asked. "There so much of it!"
Spencer shrugged. "I wish I knew." he said.
Tracy looked up at him. "Can I eat it?" she asked hopefully. "Please can I eat it? I promise I'll leave some for the others. Just enough for them to eat."
Spencer laughed. "I think there's enough for you to eat your fill and then some Tracy." he said. "That's how much there is."
"I'm taking that as a yes!" Tracy said as she began running around the kitched wildly, filling up a plate she had grabbed. "Steak? No steak...chicken!" That was basically the things she said. Just replace steak and chicken with other food items. "CAKE!"
"Ice cream Spencer?" she asked.
"Maybe...sure."
"Mmm...ice cream... What flavour?"
"It doesn't really matter to me." Spencer said.
"Don't be indeciseve." Tracy said.
"I'm not being indecisive. I honestly don't care what flavour."
"Well that's not helping me."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"There's ove one hundred and fifty flavours of frozen creamy confections sitting in front of me." Tracy explained.
Spencer's eyes went wide. "Really?" he asked. "Well I can't really tell because you're being blocked by a giant stack of food, but really?"
"Hold on, let me count."
"You really don't have to cou-"
"Correction! Two hundred and fifty!"
Liz and Johnny walked into the kitchen. Liz to escape Johnny, but apparently it wasn't working.
"Get away from me!" Liz said.
"No Liz, I don't want to leave you alone." Johnny said.
"I won't be alone. I'll be with Spencer, Tracy and a whole bunch of food!" Liz shouted.
"Liz, do you want ice cream?" Tracy asked.
"Not right now." Liz said. "Johnny, why do you insist on following me!"
Johnny's features suddenly became very soft. He took Liz's hand in his own. "Because I want you to bear my children."
Insert nine minutes of silence and then,
Liz screamed. She screamed like a little girl and ran out of there.
"Wait Liz!" Both Tracy and Johnny called.
"I love you!" was Johnny's reason.
"What about your ice cream?" was Tracy's.
All the while Spencer stood there. Observing their behavior and writing it down for future reference. It looked like this,
Liz: Doesn't like Johnny. Screams like a girl. Needs Zoloft.
Note to self- steal Bryan's Zoloft and give some to Liz
Tracy: likes food. Doesn't like steak? Likes ice cream. Likes cake.
Note to self- buy ice cream cake for Tracy
Johnny: molests Liz. Loves Liz, psychotically in love with Liz.
Note to self- keep away from Johnny
They were certainly having an interesting time.
Zoltar: ow...my arm hurts. For those of you who know me, you know why, but otherwise. I can't tell you why.
Rei: why was...he...in this?
Zoltar: because that's how I wrote it in my uh, bninder.
Rei: okay.
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Tikytikytavvi101: Woah! You get 2 weeks of spring break? I only get one. And it was last week. That's why I updated so much. But I'm on a 4 day weekend right now. So I'll be able to finish the story and update my other ones.
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Zoltar: I think you've all learned by now that I am very more likely to update when you review. So do it, punks. I'm holding this story hostage. Bwhahahahaha!
Review. Because in the next chatper, they sing! And it'll be confusing as hell!
