(A/n: this is a pretty pointless chapter; I just thought I'd lighten up the
mood a bit after that last 1. Just a bit of fun ^_^;)
Van stretched, flexing his muscles, as the morning sun shone in through his window. He looked across the room to see a young boy sitting looking out the window. Van ruffled his hair and slid out of his bed. He lazily walked over to the boy and sat next to him. "Hey..."he said quietly
"Hey" replied the boy not making much of an effort to start a conversation.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing"
"You sure you want to be up this early in the morning?" van asked scratching his head again.
The boy didn't reply. The door swung open and Fiona merrily walked in with a big smile on her face.
"Morning van!" she said
"Morning Fiona, can you knock next time?" said van rubbing his eyes.
"Oh, sorry van" she replied walking over to a curled up lump in the bed. "Wake up Thomas! It morning!" she yelled brightly, pulling the covers off the messy blonde haired man lying curled up in a ball on the bed.
"Mmmm" Thomas moaned patting the bed at the side trying to find the lost blanket.
Fiona giggled and walked back over to van and sat beside the boy.
"Watch this," said van with an evil grin on his face.
He walked into the bathroom and came out carrying a large beaker of water. He walked over to Thomas's bed and dipped his fingers into the water and let a drip fall on Thomas's nose. Thomas stirred smacking his nose and changed position. Van laughed slightly, hovering the glass over Thomas's head and tipped it...
"AAAAARRRRRRGGGH!" Thomas jumped up and sat still in the position he jumped up in. he slowly wiped his soaking wet hair from his wet face and glared murder at van, who was still holding the glass.
"haha haha haha ha!" van laughed hard pointing at thomas's face.
Fiona clasped her hands to her mouth to try and stop her self from laughing. Thomas breathed a long enraged sigh and moved forward slowly.
"uh...oh" van stopped laughing and looked at Thomas "it...it...was only a joke!" he said backing away from the red faced boy.
"you shouldn't go picking on someone that isn't the same size as you van!" Fiona laughed.
"Heh heh...heh!" van laughed sarcastically before being tackled by Thomas.
The young boy who stood next to Fiona stood staring at the fight with excitement flaming from his eyes,he ran into the kitchen and filled a kettle full of cold water.
"What are you doing Alex?" asked Fiona noticing the boy had left her.
The boy didn't answer, but walked over to the two wrestling boys and tapped Thomas on the shoulder and handed him the kettle. Van's jaw dropped as Thomas stared at him with a very large grin on him.
"Can't say you don't deserve this van" Thomas laughed and poured the cold water over van.
Silence followed...van lay on the floor frozen in cold water, Thomas stood up and stared down at him and Fiona came over to join them. They all peered down at van.
"Ah...ah...ah" 3 small squeaks came from van's unmoving lips.
Van stretched, flexing his muscles, as the morning sun shone in through his window. He looked across the room to see a young boy sitting looking out the window. Van ruffled his hair and slid out of his bed. He lazily walked over to the boy and sat next to him. "Hey..."he said quietly
"Hey" replied the boy not making much of an effort to start a conversation.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing"
"You sure you want to be up this early in the morning?" van asked scratching his head again.
The boy didn't reply. The door swung open and Fiona merrily walked in with a big smile on her face.
"Morning van!" she said
"Morning Fiona, can you knock next time?" said van rubbing his eyes.
"Oh, sorry van" she replied walking over to a curled up lump in the bed. "Wake up Thomas! It morning!" she yelled brightly, pulling the covers off the messy blonde haired man lying curled up in a ball on the bed.
"Mmmm" Thomas moaned patting the bed at the side trying to find the lost blanket.
Fiona giggled and walked back over to van and sat beside the boy.
"Watch this," said van with an evil grin on his face.
He walked into the bathroom and came out carrying a large beaker of water. He walked over to Thomas's bed and dipped his fingers into the water and let a drip fall on Thomas's nose. Thomas stirred smacking his nose and changed position. Van laughed slightly, hovering the glass over Thomas's head and tipped it...
"AAAAARRRRRRGGGH!" Thomas jumped up and sat still in the position he jumped up in. he slowly wiped his soaking wet hair from his wet face and glared murder at van, who was still holding the glass.
"haha haha haha ha!" van laughed hard pointing at thomas's face.
Fiona clasped her hands to her mouth to try and stop her self from laughing. Thomas breathed a long enraged sigh and moved forward slowly.
"uh...oh" van stopped laughing and looked at Thomas "it...it...was only a joke!" he said backing away from the red faced boy.
"you shouldn't go picking on someone that isn't the same size as you van!" Fiona laughed.
"Heh heh...heh!" van laughed sarcastically before being tackled by Thomas.
The young boy who stood next to Fiona stood staring at the fight with excitement flaming from his eyes,he ran into the kitchen and filled a kettle full of cold water.
"What are you doing Alex?" asked Fiona noticing the boy had left her.
The boy didn't answer, but walked over to the two wrestling boys and tapped Thomas on the shoulder and handed him the kettle. Van's jaw dropped as Thomas stared at him with a very large grin on him.
"Can't say you don't deserve this van" Thomas laughed and poured the cold water over van.
Silence followed...van lay on the floor frozen in cold water, Thomas stood up and stared down at him and Fiona came over to join them. They all peered down at van.
"Ah...ah...ah" 3 small squeaks came from van's unmoving lips.