Twas Five Weeks

OK, I'm really sorry about the wait! I was busy at March Break (skiing, which I suck at, and Toronto!) but tonight I got a new story up so I guess this has gone for too long. So, without further ado, Chapter 6!

CHAPTER 6

"Listen, I don't like this anymore than you do," Robert said with a sigh. He climbed into bed beside Elizabeth, who had her back to him. "So I really don't know why you're mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the...situation."

"Situation, meaning my mother."
"You too?"

"Yeah."

"Would you mind if I said something mean?"

"Be my guest."

"She's a...mean person."

Robert laughed.

"Is that the best you can do? Really? Wow. I was gonna say she was a big-headed bitch, but compared to mean person, thats like saying she's sweeteer than Mrs. Butterworth!"

Elizabeth kicked him.

"I'm sorry, Lizzie, but your insults are lame."

"Ellas in the next room, you shit-faced arse."

"Evil whore bag."

Elizabeth kicked him again.

"Sleep. We have to go to Wally's Wigs tommorow. Maybe we can get Wally to top you off a bit!" Elizabeth cracked up.

"SHUTUP!" came Roberta's voice through the wall. "A WOMAN NEEDS HER BEAUTY SLEEP! GOD! And Bobby, remember to change your underwear in the morning or a bird will poop on your head!" she finished sweetly. This killed Elizabeth. Robert lat fuming as she laughed and eventually fell asleep.

Robert was almost asleep when he heard a loud truck passing by. He shrugged it off. Then he heard a second. A third. A fourth. Thats when he realised that wasn't a truck.

That was Elizabeth.

Snoring.

He sighed and rolled over, folding the pillow to cover his ears. No good. He could still hear her. He tried closing her mouth. It fell open again. And again. And again. Every time he tried. The snores were getting louder, and it was almost 2:00 in the morning. He groaned. Carefully, he pulled a pillow from under her head. He carefully put it over her mouth so she could still breath. He couldn't hear it anymore. He sighed in relief and rolled over.

Thats when he felt a pressure on his butt. He looked down. Elizabeth was turning sideways on her bead. He was being pushed up and up the bed by her one foot on his butt. He looked fearfully at the headboard. He was going to crash! He sighed, and jumped off the bed.

Elizabeth was now sideways on her bed. He frowned, took his pillow, and lay down on the floor. He stared up at her feet, now dangling over him.

He was almost asleep when he heard Elizabeth, talking in her sleep.

"Robert...Robert...please don't be dead Robert...please don't be dead...I'm falling in lo..."

And she was asleep again.

Robert couldn't help but smile to himself as he fell asleep.

Later...

It was about 6:00 when he woke up to the sound of crying.

"He was so young!"

"Robert! Robert! Please don't be dead Robert! Oh God, It's just like my dream!"

Robert got up. Roberta, who was standing over him, screamed. Elizabeth stared.

"THE DEAD WAKES! THE DEAD WAKES! ZOMBIE!" Roberta screamed. "THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELLS YOU! THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELL-"

Robert and Elizabeth stared at her, amused. She blushed.

"I was...talking about...Rob Zombie, he, um...that guy scares me. Yes. Thats correct." she ran out of the room and back into the guest-room. Robert stared at Elizabeth.
"Elizabeth, you are a SURGEON. You thought I was DEAD. Because you're a genious, I'm guessing? And besides, unless I had a pillow attatched to my head, I would not have died like that. Whats wrong with you?"

Elizabeth sighed.

"I don't know. Roberta came in here screaming, and I just got scared. I had this dream where you were dead last night...I was probably a bit paranoid. Sorry."

"It's OK." Robert stared at her. She was smiling in relief. Her hair cascaded down her back, and the morning sun made her look even more beautiful than usual. He couldn't help it.

He kissed her.

She slapped him.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" she cried, standing up, which caused him to fall over. He quickly got to his feet and stood over her.

"Listen! I heard you last night! I heard you talking in you're sleep! 'Robert, Robert, don't die, I'm falling in LOVE!'"

She stared at him.

"And you feel this way too?" She asked, uncertain. He backed down

"I do if you do." he said quietly.

"Well then, the jokes on you because I dreamed about loving Mrs. Butterworth! Because you mentioned her! So hah!" Elizabeth faked laugh. Robert stared at her, in disbelief.

"No, no, the jokes on YOU! I just felt sorry for you because you were so in love! So HAH!" he also faked laugh. They quietly stared at the floor for a few minutes.

"D'you wanna get in the bathroom before my mom does?"

"Absolutely."

Later.

"Oh, yeah, the 'Foxy after 50 modle-red. We have some of those in the back. I'll be right back." the man at the desk said.

"Robert," Elizabeth said once he was gone. "Put these on!" She said, giving him a black wig and a fake moustache. "Just in case."

"No way! Who from the ER would comehere. They all have full heads of hair..lucky bastards...besides, thats RIDICULOUS."

The door opened. A man in a yellow hat walked in. He stared at the two of them, especially Robert, but said nothing. He went to the counter and said something in a low voice to the man's partner.

"LUKA! MY FAVOURITE CUSTOMER!" he exclaimed. "I STILL HAVE THE CHRISTMAS CARD YOU GAVE ME LAST YEAR! YES WE HAVE HUNKALICIOUS-BLACK IN STOCK! PERFECT FOR YOU! LET ME GET IT! BUT ITS THE LAST ONE IN STOCK SO BE CAREFUL!" As soon as the mans back was turned, Elizabeth pulled off his hat.

"LUKA!"

"ROBERT!"

"ELIZABETH!"

"LUKA!"

"ROBERT!"
"JIMMI!" Luka yelled at the man, who wimpered and handed over a brown paper bag. The other man came back with Robertas wig and the three of them ran out the door.

"YOU'RE NOT DEAD!"

"YOU'RE BALD!"

"You're YELLING in PUBLIC!" Elizabeth cried.

"I can't believe you're not dead! This sucks!"

"WHAT?" Robert cried. He grabbed Elizabeths hand, and Lukas paper bag and ran as fast as he could. Luka stood there, dumbfounded.

"Why...WHYYYYY!"