Friday, July 22, 2005

I'm back, with my longest (and perhaps best) chapter yet! This chapter focuses mainly on Stan's crazy plan, with a few S/M scenes! First, thanks to my lovely reviewers…

Crystalgurl101 – You'll find out in this chapter!

JMS-Hamham – Well I can't tell you if you're right… you'll find out soon though (not in this chapter though)

InspiredByMiyazaki – glad you liked it so much! And, as promised, there are a bunch of S/M scenes this chapter!

MST3K Forever – Thanks, you'll be happy to know this chapter is four times longer than the previous one!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hamtaro, any of the Hamtaro characters, or anything related to the show. Anything in this story that is similar to something already in existence is purely coincidental, and unintentional. I did make up the characters Jake and Jason (you'll find out who he is soon). Yay, time for chapter four!

Chapter 4: A Disastrous Date

That evening, Noel went to a basketball game with some of his friends, leaving Stan alone to put his plan into action. He had already gone across the street to Hillary's apartment, where he was hiding outside the door, waiting to follow her to Jake's house. As he waited for Hillary to step outside, he went over the details of his plan in his head. Once he got to Jake's house, he'd attempt to crash Hillary and Jake's date, using whatever means necessary.

"With my brilliant, foolproof plan, those two are sooo gonna be broken up by the end of the night," Stan thought, a smirk appearing on his face. Stan backed up against the wall next to the door as soon as he heard footsteps getting louder from inside Hillary's apartment. He watched as Hillary locked the door behind her, and headed down the hall with Sandy's carrier in hand. Then, he carefully followed the two of them, keeping his distance to ensure he would not be seen.

As Sandy looked out at the city from her carrier, she felt a little strange – almost as if someone was following her and Hillary. But the few people who were on the street seemed to be preoccupied and minding their own business, so she just ignored the feeling, looking at the passing scenery once again. Meanwhile, Stan was hiding behind a garbage can, hoping that his sister was nearsighted and didn't see him following. His ears perked up at the sound of a soda can that bounced off the rim of the garbage can and fell to the ground, narrowly missing him. "Hey! Watch where you're throwing that!" He called out in annoyance at the passing pedestrians. "Oh right - Hillary!" he remembered, and ran as fast as he could to catch up.

Jake's house was just a few minutes away from the bookstore his family owned. It was located just outside the city, in a small neighborhood. Stan followed Hillary up the path towards the quaint white house, and quickly scurried past Jake as soon as he got through the door. Sandy was almost certain that she saw a small flash of orange run into the house, but once again, she ignored it, since Jake was already leading the way inside.

Hillary was led to the kitchen, where the wonderful aroma of pasta filled the air. "Mmm the food smells so good," she told Jake. "How did you know pasta's my favourite food?"

"Lucky guess," Jake said with a smile, and before Hillary knew it, he had embraced her in a passionate kiss.

"Get a room will ya? You're grossing me out here," said a voice from behind the couple. Hillary and Jake spun around to see a boy, around 8 years old, standing at the kitchen's entrance.

"That's my little brother Jason, and yes, he's always this annoying," Jake whispered to Hillary.

"Hey I heard that!" Jason said in annoyance, putting his hands on his hips.

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" said Jake, losing his patience.

"Well I did, but then I decided that I'd rather bug you than help out at the bookstore," Jason replied, a devious smirk on his face.

"Then I guess you won't care if I do… this!" Jake turned to Hillary and pulled her into another fiery kiss.

"Okay, okay! I'm going, I'm going!" Jason said, backing away and running out the door.

"That was clever," Hillary said, stopping the kiss. "You didn't tell me that I would be meeting your family tonight."

"Sorry about that," Jake said, somewhat embarrassed. "It won't happen again, everyone's out of the house now."

"Don't worry about it," Hillary reassured him. "But now would be a good time for that dinner, I'm getting hungry!"

Jake laughed. "Good idea. I'm starving!"

As Jake prepared the table, Hillary put Sandy into Maxwell's cage in the living room. She refilled the food dish and water bottle, and then went to join Jake for their romantic candlelight dinner.

"Hey there," Sandy said, walking over to Maxwell and giving him a quick peck on the cheek. She took a sunflower seed for herself, then looked over at Hillary and Jake, who were talking, laughing, and enjoying their meal. Sandy sighed happily, "Aren't they like the cutest couple ever?"

"No," Maxwell said simply. Sandy was about to object, but he put a finger to her mouth to stop her, then continued. "We are… But they're a close second," he finished with a grin. Sandy laughed, and both hamsters helped themselves to more sunflower seeds, starting a romantic dinner of their own.

Both couples were so caught up in their meals that they didn't notice the tiger-striped hamster that was running across the kitchen towards the table, where Hillary and Jake were sitting. "Time to put my plan into action," he thought, climbing up the leg of the table. When he reached the top, Stan moved quickly and discretely, eyeing the couple to make sure he wouldn't be seen. He found his target and ran towards it. In one swift motion, Hillary's glass was knocked over, and cola was spilling all over the table. Meanwhile, Stan had landed safely below the table, silently cheering for himself.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry! I can't believe I'm so clumsy!" Hillary said, thinking that she was the one who knocked the glass over.

"Don't worry about it," Jake reassured her, while wiping the mess with his napkin.

"How could that not work? Jake didn't even seem to care! But this'll work for sure…" Stan thought, pulling on a corner of the long table cloth. The dishes on the table suddenly all fell to the floor, with a loud crash. Glass shattered and spaghetti was strewn everywhere. Hillary stared at the mess in shock; this couldn't be happening. Jake had a similar look on his face, he had no idea what could have caused the entire contents of the table to fall right off.

"Err… this is my fault, I must have pulled at the table cloth too hard," Jake said, still perplexed. "Why don't we… move to the living room for the movie?" He suggested, clearly trying to avoid the disaster-prone kitchen.

"Good idea," Hillary replied, relieved. At least nothing would happen while they were sitting down for a movie – or so she thought; Stan was already hiding under the couch, ready to make his next move.

Jake set up the movie, dimmed the lights, and joined Hillary on the couch with a bowl of popcorn. He put his arm around her shoulder, and they cuddled together to watch the movie.

In their cage, Sandy and Maxwell were also enjoying the movie. "Do you want to move a bit closer?" Maxwell asked.

"Of course Maxy," Sandy replied, sliding closer to her boyham and snuggling up to his arm. "You don't have to ask like each time you know."

"Oh I know, but I was talking about moving closer to the TV. It's hard to see." Maxwell told her gently.

Sandy laughed at her mistake and took Maxwell by the paw. "Yeah, let's go." The two of them quietly snuck out of the cage and took a seat on the floor near Hillary and Jake. They leaned up against each other and shared a piece of popcorn that had landed on the floor near them.

Stan was getting bored, and decided it was a good time to try another of his plans. He had spent plenty of time thinking, and had finally decided that his best bet would be to mess with the TV. No TV equals a boring date, which equals abreakup… Or so he thought. Somehow, Stan managed to sneak past the unsuspecting couples, and ended up behind the TV. "All I need to do is pull out the plug and… oh crap." Stan found himself surrounded by cables, each leading in a different direction. He had no idea which one could possibly control the TV. He tugged at a cable randomly, and the light next to the TV went out.

"What was… oh, the light must have burned out," said Jake, taken by surprise.

"Ok, that didn't work," thought Stan, and he began pulling on another cable, which didn't do anything. "Well that was pointless." Beginning to get frustrated, he pulled on another cable as hard as he could. The plug flew out of the outlet, sending Stan straight into the back of the television. "Owww," he moaned as he stood up from within another pile of cables, rubbing the back of his head.

"Um Jake, your clock stopped working…" Hillary said.

"Uh, don't worry about it," Jake replied. "What's up with the power today?" he thought, annoyed that their date was constantly being interrupted.

"Damnit, wrong one again!" Stan said a little too loudly. As soon as he realized his mistake he put his paw over his mouth, trying not to make any more noise.

"Did you hear something?" Sandy asked.

Maxwell looked at her questioningly. "It must have been the movie."

Sandy frowned slightly. She was sure she had heard a familiar voice, and there was no way she was going to ignore it. But Maxwell's arm around her was so warm and so comfortable; she just didn't want to move. "You're probably right," she said, gazing into his gorgeous brown eyes. They leaned towards each other for a kiss, and Sandy immediately forgot about the noise she heard.

"That was close," Stan thought, as he made his way towards the empty cage and carrier on the other side of the room. "But now I need a new plan." He had already used up all of his good ideas and hadn't taken the time to think up any more, since he thought that Jake and Hillary would be broken up by now. There was, however, one thing he hadn't tried. "I guess I could… no, that would be too risky, I'd get caught for sure…" Stan sat down, leaning against Sandy's carrier, still deep in thought. He noticed one of her spare tail ribbons hanging out of the carrier, and pulled it out, twirling it around in his paws. "It was such a good plan though… If only I could disguise myself…" Stan glanced down at the red ribbon he was holding, and a look of inspiration flashed in his eyes. "Ohh I so don't wanna do this," Stan said to himself, appalled by his own thoughts.

The words "whatever means necessary" repeated themselves over and over in Stan's head. If he had any chance of breaking up Hillary and Jake, this was it, and he could either take it or leave it. "I'm so gonna regret this… but it's the only way," Stan thought, tying the red ribbon tightly around his own tail, forming a bow. "This is gonna be quick and easy," he said, making his way towards the couch.

With the addition of the tail ribbon, Stan looked almost identical to his twin sister. Not that he didn't already, of course – but it was the ribbon that would make Hillary and Jake think that everything was Sandy's fault. After that, Jake would break up with Hillary for sure.

"Time to make my move," Stan said quietly to himself, watching the couple on the couch. They were gazing into each other's eyes and caressing each other's faces, ready to kiss. Stan climbed up the side of the couch and immediately pounced on Jake. The couple, taken by surprise, moved away from each other as "Sandy" proceeded to claw away at Jake's face.

"Oh no, Jake! Sandy STOP IT!" cried Hillary, panicking.

Sandy and Maxwell, who were in the middle of a make-out session, looked up in alarm. "You think she saw us?" Sandy asked nervously. Maxwell, at a loss for words, merely pointed up at the scene still taking place on the couch. Sandy immediately recognized the striped hamster as her brother. "Stan!" she said angrily, under her breath.

"Let's go back to the cage, before they see us," Maxwell suggested, taking Sandy's paw and leading her back to his cage. They hid in Maxwell's hamster house as they watched Jake carrying Stan towards the cage.

"You're a feisty one, aren't ya?" Jake said, patting "Sandy" on the head, only to have his hand bitten in return. "Ow! Well there ya go," he continued, placing the tiger-striped hamster in Maxwell's cage, ensuring that the door was closed tightly.

"Oh Jake I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" Hillary asked anxiously, rubbing Jake's hand.

"It's alright, I'm fine," Jake replied, though Hillary was not completely reassured. "Now, where were we?" This made Hillary feel better,so the pair sat down and continued watching the movie.

Stan was disappointed that his most creative idea failed him. "Damn, those two are inseparable," he said to himself. He turned around to see Sandy pushing Maxwell aside and heading towards Stan, a heated expression on her face. "Oh hey sis, funny seeing you here," Stan said nervously. He backed away from his sister, knowing he was sooo busted.

"You are like sooo dead Stan," Sandy said, glaring at her brother.

"I… um… gotta go!" And with that, Stan dashed out of the cage, not looking back.

"Don't think I won't go after you!" Sandy yelled, but was stopped by Maxwell. "I can't believe he did that! He's trying to break them up you know!" She said bitterly.

"Shhh, it's okay," Maxwell comforted, stroking Sandy's fur.

"But…"

"Just look at them, they're happy together," Maxwell said, indicating the couple. "And nothing your brother does can change that."

"I guess you're right," Sandy said, finally calming down. "You always know what to say."

Maxwell smiled, and the two hamsters snuggled together to watch the rest of the movie in peace.

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Stan had run far away from Jake's house before he felt it was safe to walk. He was now in the comfort of his own cage, but was still worried that Sandy would be coming after him. He couldn't really blame her for being angry, his plan was pretty bad. He looked over at Noel, who was asleep on the couch. "I'm sorry Noel, nothing I did could break them up. I guess you're on your own, dude." And with that, Stan curled up in the woodchips and went to sleep.

Soooo did you like it? I really hope I kept the characters in character this time! It was hard, since I focused a lot on Stan's thoughts. Also, please let me know if the rating is appropriate, I wasn't quite sure considering the minor language Stan used.

P.S. Microsoft Word told me I wrote this for a grade 5.7 reading level… It's disappointing, since I write stuff for school at like a grade 11 or 12 level. But really it means that a 5th grader can understand it, so I guess that's good. Ah well, I'm off to write chapter five now!