A/N: AIEE! Sorry that this got delayed! I was WAY too lazy yesterday and I didn't put it up. (And I was complaining that I had nothing to do…)

The Bet

Pebbles shouted, "Victor playing charades!"

Victor dropped his arms and sighed. "Yes, but no. Try again."

Everyone was in the tower in pajamas, with sleeping bags. Amanda had on purple, silky pajamas with a blue sleeping bag and pillow, while Erik wore looser pants and a ruffly shirt; his sleeping bag was black and his pillow was white. Holli sported an oversized black "Fall Out Boy" t-shirt with fuzzy sweatpants and a grey sleeping bag and a plain white pillow. Willy wore green pajamas with a red sleeping bag and pillow, and his hat was off. Cricket had on a tight t-shirt with a cartoon cat on it and cat pajama bottoms; her sleeping bag and pillow was all purple, complete with a cat plushie. Victor wore light blue striped pajamas and had a green sleeping bag and a white pillow. (White pillows are new wave '06, dawg.) Finally, Pebbles wore a large Spiderman shirt that said something in Japanese and light pink sweatpants; both her sleeping bag and pillow was black and purple, and she had a Vincent plushie that she had made herself. Jack was in his normal sleepwear outfit: a plain white nightgown (because of which he got playfully teased) and a grayish night hat…thing. He was sleeping in his normal bed.

But enough of descriptions. Let's get back to what was happening before.

"Um…banana?"

"Close."

Jack yelled, "Apple!"

"Noo…."

Erik smirked. "A fruit basket with 2 oranges."

Victor's arms stopped in midair and he looked astounded. "How did you even get that? I thought it would be impossible!"

Willy looked around, and then giggled. "Nothing's impossible. I proved that a long time ago."

Holli pointed at him. "And not everyone's sane! YOU proved that a long time ago!" She laughed.

Amanda leapt up. "I wanna go next!" She ran up to the head of the room and thought for a moment.

Then she mimicked rowing in a canoe, then shooting something. She clutched her chest, made a midget squeal, and dropped to the floor with her eyes closed and her tongue hanging out.

Cricket frowned. "What the heck was that?"

"Someone stealing a cocoa bean from an Oompa-Loompa?" Willy asked.

Pebbles rocketed out of her spot, causing Jack to fall over. "WAR! I did that for French class!" (A/N: I did; we were playing charades for our vocab, and "history" was mine, so I did exactly what Amanda did. Everyone was like, "xDDDDDDD!")

Erik turned around to gaze at her adoringly. "You take French?"

Pebbles put on a snooty face and stood up straighter. "Of course I do."

Holli stuffed a marshmallow in her mouth. "How were we supposed to know that?"

"Who knows. My turn."

Pebbles walked up to the front, put her hands behind her back, and gazed around the room at everybody.

She closed her eyes, jumped up and down excitedly, then shouted:

"UUUUUUUUSUKI!"

Victor tumbled backwards, and Erik gave her a weirded out look. Willy opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it in confusion; Holli and Jack exchanged gaping glances. Amanda said, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration, "Um…"

Cricket, however, grinned. "The Usuki man!"

Pebbles smiled at her. "From where?"

"Neopets. Everyone knows that."

Victor pushed himself up. "Let's do something different."

Amanda waved a chip bag. "First let's figure out how we get all of these random items!"

Willy yelled, "No! Dancing!"

Erik burrowed in a sleeping bag and peeked out at them all with glowing yellow eyes. "Sleep."

Victor started to pick up his sleeping bag, but Jack stopped him. "Let's exchange scary stories."

Pebbles squealed. "YEAH! That's what you do at sleepovers! Tell scary stories!"

Victor grabbed a pillow and hid behind it. "I don't like scary stories."

Cricket threw her cat plushie at him. "Of course you don't. You're Victor."

Jack yawned. "Well, I sort of had a bit of a bet…"

Everyone whirled around to look at him, and said as a whole, "For WHO?"

He grinned. "Pebbles."

The gaze in the room shifted slowly to Pebbles. Her eyes widened. "Me?"

"Yes, you."

Pebbles squeezed her Vincent plushie nervously (it squeaked) and sighed. A mischievous grin stole over her face.

"Bring it!"


A/N:
I want a Vincent plushie! I'll have to make one someday.