"Lalalalala...no-one here...I'm bored...screw the mother@*$&ers...except
the Sisterchip and witch...I mean Melissa who isn't really a witch..."
Holly thought to herself.
Holly was alone, leaning on a few lockers by the cafeteria at Martingrove. And she was bored, as no-one else that was supposed to come had showed up yet. Then she heard running, and turned to see what the noise was all about. Adam ran in, breathless, with Michael close to his heels, a metre ahead of Michelle, who was just before Phil and Geordie, with Melissa steadily jogging at the rear.
"And the winner, is Ad...d@&*..."
Adam would have gotten to Holly first, but he slowed down so as not to bump right into her, while Michael had sped right by, thus getting to her (and beyond) before Adam did.
"SWEET! OH NO!" Michael cheered for himself, then ran straight into the cafeteria doors.
WHAM!
"Omi..."
Michelle made a classic baseball slide so that she stopped right by Michael, who by now was sprawled on his back on the floor.
"You okay?"
"I win," answered Michael, before he winced, "With bruised ribs from running into the door handle as a prize."
"Ouch," sympathised Phil.
"Melissa, go and kiss it better!" Geordie suggested, as Michelle and Holly helped Michael into a sitting position.
"Doesn't he have enough girls around for his attention?" Melissa quipped.
"Hey, one more wouldn't hurt. What more would a guy ask for, right Mike?" grinned Adam.
The Sisterchip posed as two flirty girls both trying to win over Michael as the one guy invited Melissa to join the club.
"What I wouldn't give for a camera," Melissa said, and added, "I only need to see the bruise to heal it, not kiss it."
"What if I gave you..." Geordie started.
"No," chimed in everyone else.
"Here, I'll lift up my shirt. Anything to get rid of this pain."
"I'll look away then," said Phil as he turned.
"And I will help look away," Adam said as he spinned.
"And I'll join the club," said Geordie as he did just that.
Michael lifted his shirt to reveal the purple bruise. But that wasn't the only thing that caught the girls' attention.
"OH MY @*$&ING GOD!!!" Holly yelled.
"D@&*!" Melissa agreed.
"Well now...you still have that six-pack," Michelle said calmly, "But I didn't know you had an outie bellybutton."
"You never asked," said Mike, "So girls, you like my tight abs?"
"WHAT?!?"
The three other boys turned.
"S*#%!!" they all said.
"Took about a year to get," Mike said proudly, "But I made it."
"Watch Melissa contemplate actually kissing your bruise. Oh wait, it's gone," Holly said.
"Yes! No pain! And I can put my shirt back down since it's cold in here and the teacher's coming."
Michael jumped up, and Michelle said:
"Melissa, Adam, Phil. Come on. We have to register. You too Mike. The rest of you, wait up."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Afterwards, the group walked over to John G., were they scattered over the Playscape.
"So, Scott's and his cousin Matt are abusing their powers?" Melissa asked.
"Pretty much," Mike answered.
"Michelle, you get crushes on the worst people..." Holly shook her head.
"Hang on a minute, what?" Adam exclaimed.
"Yes, I had a crush on Scott in grade seven. Cut me some slack. One has to admit that he's really cute."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Geordie waved the subject off.
"The point is, what can we do about this problem? If he abuses his power too much, will it necessarily need to be us that stops him and his cousin the Hulk?" Phil asked.
"Ok, for one thing, Matt isn't the Incredible Hulk. The Hulk was slow, strictly a killing machine when he was angry, and green. Matt wasn't green," Adam turned to Michelle, "Right?"
Michelle sighed, "Right."
"Why the sigh? Hey, it rhymes!" asked Melissa.
"If you only saw...wait."
Michelle became a Vulcan, and put a hand on the side of Melissa and Holly's heads.
"What?" Holly started.
{Just concentrate,} Michelle said into their heads.
She put into both their minds for a few moments, a picture of Matt's face.
"Ooooooh..." Melissa whined, "But he's soooooo cute!"
"Yeah...did you notice his eyes?" asked Holly.
"Almost as blue as Elijah Wood's..." Michelle answered dreamily.
"And his hair...oh my God...those dreads locks..." Holly added.
"And he has such dark lips..." Melissa added.
"Tell me about it," sighed Michelle.
"Ugh," Adam shook his head.
"Why're girls always so 'oo-y' and 'ah-y' over good-looking guys?" asked Phil.
"Girls..." muttered Geordie.
"Why're the dreamboats always against me?" wondered Michelle out loud.
"Are you saying I'm not a dreamboat?!?!" said Mike and Adam at the same time.
"Uh-oh, looks like the tables have turned Adam," Melissa said, smiling, "Now, it's you fighting for a girl, and not two girls fighting over you."
"An unpleasant change, nonetheless," Adam said with mock sadness.
"Whoa, Adam was fought over at one time?" Michael said, shocked.
"Ok, back to the subject," yelled Phil, "We keep tabs on Matt and Scott during school and make sure they don't kill or decapitate anyone. Agreed?"
"Sure," said Mike.
"First dibs on first shift with Matt!" said Holly, raising her hand.
"Hello? Not fair! I didn't know we were taking dibs! So I get to go first!" cried out Melissa.
"Uh, no? I saw him first-"
"In battle," pointed out Phil.
"So? That doesn't mean that I lose my right with first dibs!"
"Mike, let's drag her home so that she loses since she won't be here to argue," said Adam.
"Ok!"
"Hey! No! NO!! Put me down!! THIS IS NOT FAIR!! AAAA-mph!"
Adam had snatched Mike's bandanna and stuffed it into Michelle's mouth.
"Umph mgh gmph!!!"
"Sorry, we didn't hear that," said Michael as he and Adam carried her off the Playscape and started walking home, Michelle struggling all the way.
"Come on Holly, at least you get a chance with a guy," Phil said, "I mean, you've got Geordie. I say Melissa gets first dibs, then Holly gets her turn, and then we come back to Melissa again."
Mike and Adam got a kick, as well as more protest from their awkward little bundle.
"I second the motion!" agreed Melissa, raising her hand.
"And I third it so to bill is passed," finished Geordie.
The 'awkward little bundle' went limp at this, giving out a few pitiful whimpers.
"Yes, Michelle, we know it's not fair," said Mike, "But you said yourself that life wasn't...ow! What'dja kick me in the head for?"
Finally, Michelle was able to spit out the bandanna that was in her mouth.
"Ok, fine. I forfeit my turn. Could you please put me down now?"
"What's in it for us?" asked Adam.
"I'll...give a hug to both of you once you put me down properly and say you're sorry?"
Immediately, both the boys that were holding her up dropped her. She landed on her side but quickly transformed into a golden retriever, bounced up, and ran to climb up the stairs of the playground, and stood on the bridge.
{That sooooo did not count! You dropped me!}
"Aw, come on, Michelle!" yelled Adam.
"Give us a hug anyway!" added Mike.
{I didn't hear a sorry...} Michelle looked away.
Mike became a golden retriever as he ran to her, and Adam fell on his knees, pleading.
"We're really, really, truly, REALLY sorry Michelle!" said Adam from the ground.
Michael was a bit more forward. Once he got to her, he knocked Michelle over gently, and began nuzzling her playfully.
{Come on...} said Michael (letting everyone hear), in one of those voices you use when you play with babies, {You know we're sorry! Come on, 'Shell! Forgive us! You know you want to!}
{No! Hahaha! Hey! No I don't! Hahahaha...stop! This is not a fair fight! Agh! That tickles! Haha...HELP! Hahahahahaha!}
Geordie and Holly both jumped in and grabbed a dog each.
"Who do I have?" asked Geordie.
"The question is : who do I have!" said Holly.
{Humus, put me down!} Michelle cried out.
{No, put me down first! She owes me a hug, and if you let her go, I'm cheated out of a hug!} argued Mike.
{I owe you nothing!}
{Do too!}
{Do not!}
{Do!}
{Not!}
Holly was alone, leaning on a few lockers by the cafeteria at Martingrove. And she was bored, as no-one else that was supposed to come had showed up yet. Then she heard running, and turned to see what the noise was all about. Adam ran in, breathless, with Michael close to his heels, a metre ahead of Michelle, who was just before Phil and Geordie, with Melissa steadily jogging at the rear.
"And the winner, is Ad...d@&*..."
Adam would have gotten to Holly first, but he slowed down so as not to bump right into her, while Michael had sped right by, thus getting to her (and beyond) before Adam did.
"SWEET! OH NO!" Michael cheered for himself, then ran straight into the cafeteria doors.
WHAM!
"Omi..."
Michelle made a classic baseball slide so that she stopped right by Michael, who by now was sprawled on his back on the floor.
"You okay?"
"I win," answered Michael, before he winced, "With bruised ribs from running into the door handle as a prize."
"Ouch," sympathised Phil.
"Melissa, go and kiss it better!" Geordie suggested, as Michelle and Holly helped Michael into a sitting position.
"Doesn't he have enough girls around for his attention?" Melissa quipped.
"Hey, one more wouldn't hurt. What more would a guy ask for, right Mike?" grinned Adam.
The Sisterchip posed as two flirty girls both trying to win over Michael as the one guy invited Melissa to join the club.
"What I wouldn't give for a camera," Melissa said, and added, "I only need to see the bruise to heal it, not kiss it."
"What if I gave you..." Geordie started.
"No," chimed in everyone else.
"Here, I'll lift up my shirt. Anything to get rid of this pain."
"I'll look away then," said Phil as he turned.
"And I will help look away," Adam said as he spinned.
"And I'll join the club," said Geordie as he did just that.
Michael lifted his shirt to reveal the purple bruise. But that wasn't the only thing that caught the girls' attention.
"OH MY @*$&ING GOD!!!" Holly yelled.
"D@&*!" Melissa agreed.
"Well now...you still have that six-pack," Michelle said calmly, "But I didn't know you had an outie bellybutton."
"You never asked," said Mike, "So girls, you like my tight abs?"
"WHAT?!?"
The three other boys turned.
"S*#%!!" they all said.
"Took about a year to get," Mike said proudly, "But I made it."
"Watch Melissa contemplate actually kissing your bruise. Oh wait, it's gone," Holly said.
"Yes! No pain! And I can put my shirt back down since it's cold in here and the teacher's coming."
Michael jumped up, and Michelle said:
"Melissa, Adam, Phil. Come on. We have to register. You too Mike. The rest of you, wait up."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Afterwards, the group walked over to John G., were they scattered over the Playscape.
"So, Scott's and his cousin Matt are abusing their powers?" Melissa asked.
"Pretty much," Mike answered.
"Michelle, you get crushes on the worst people..." Holly shook her head.
"Hang on a minute, what?" Adam exclaimed.
"Yes, I had a crush on Scott in grade seven. Cut me some slack. One has to admit that he's really cute."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Geordie waved the subject off.
"The point is, what can we do about this problem? If he abuses his power too much, will it necessarily need to be us that stops him and his cousin the Hulk?" Phil asked.
"Ok, for one thing, Matt isn't the Incredible Hulk. The Hulk was slow, strictly a killing machine when he was angry, and green. Matt wasn't green," Adam turned to Michelle, "Right?"
Michelle sighed, "Right."
"Why the sigh? Hey, it rhymes!" asked Melissa.
"If you only saw...wait."
Michelle became a Vulcan, and put a hand on the side of Melissa and Holly's heads.
"What?" Holly started.
{Just concentrate,} Michelle said into their heads.
She put into both their minds for a few moments, a picture of Matt's face.
"Ooooooh..." Melissa whined, "But he's soooooo cute!"
"Yeah...did you notice his eyes?" asked Holly.
"Almost as blue as Elijah Wood's..." Michelle answered dreamily.
"And his hair...oh my God...those dreads locks..." Holly added.
"And he has such dark lips..." Melissa added.
"Tell me about it," sighed Michelle.
"Ugh," Adam shook his head.
"Why're girls always so 'oo-y' and 'ah-y' over good-looking guys?" asked Phil.
"Girls..." muttered Geordie.
"Why're the dreamboats always against me?" wondered Michelle out loud.
"Are you saying I'm not a dreamboat?!?!" said Mike and Adam at the same time.
"Uh-oh, looks like the tables have turned Adam," Melissa said, smiling, "Now, it's you fighting for a girl, and not two girls fighting over you."
"An unpleasant change, nonetheless," Adam said with mock sadness.
"Whoa, Adam was fought over at one time?" Michael said, shocked.
"Ok, back to the subject," yelled Phil, "We keep tabs on Matt and Scott during school and make sure they don't kill or decapitate anyone. Agreed?"
"Sure," said Mike.
"First dibs on first shift with Matt!" said Holly, raising her hand.
"Hello? Not fair! I didn't know we were taking dibs! So I get to go first!" cried out Melissa.
"Uh, no? I saw him first-"
"In battle," pointed out Phil.
"So? That doesn't mean that I lose my right with first dibs!"
"Mike, let's drag her home so that she loses since she won't be here to argue," said Adam.
"Ok!"
"Hey! No! NO!! Put me down!! THIS IS NOT FAIR!! AAAA-mph!"
Adam had snatched Mike's bandanna and stuffed it into Michelle's mouth.
"Umph mgh gmph!!!"
"Sorry, we didn't hear that," said Michael as he and Adam carried her off the Playscape and started walking home, Michelle struggling all the way.
"Come on Holly, at least you get a chance with a guy," Phil said, "I mean, you've got Geordie. I say Melissa gets first dibs, then Holly gets her turn, and then we come back to Melissa again."
Mike and Adam got a kick, as well as more protest from their awkward little bundle.
"I second the motion!" agreed Melissa, raising her hand.
"And I third it so to bill is passed," finished Geordie.
The 'awkward little bundle' went limp at this, giving out a few pitiful whimpers.
"Yes, Michelle, we know it's not fair," said Mike, "But you said yourself that life wasn't...ow! What'dja kick me in the head for?"
Finally, Michelle was able to spit out the bandanna that was in her mouth.
"Ok, fine. I forfeit my turn. Could you please put me down now?"
"What's in it for us?" asked Adam.
"I'll...give a hug to both of you once you put me down properly and say you're sorry?"
Immediately, both the boys that were holding her up dropped her. She landed on her side but quickly transformed into a golden retriever, bounced up, and ran to climb up the stairs of the playground, and stood on the bridge.
{That sooooo did not count! You dropped me!}
"Aw, come on, Michelle!" yelled Adam.
"Give us a hug anyway!" added Mike.
{I didn't hear a sorry...} Michelle looked away.
Mike became a golden retriever as he ran to her, and Adam fell on his knees, pleading.
"We're really, really, truly, REALLY sorry Michelle!" said Adam from the ground.
Michael was a bit more forward. Once he got to her, he knocked Michelle over gently, and began nuzzling her playfully.
{Come on...} said Michael (letting everyone hear), in one of those voices you use when you play with babies, {You know we're sorry! Come on, 'Shell! Forgive us! You know you want to!}
{No! Hahaha! Hey! No I don't! Hahahaha...stop! This is not a fair fight! Agh! That tickles! Haha...HELP! Hahahahahaha!}
Geordie and Holly both jumped in and grabbed a dog each.
"Who do I have?" asked Geordie.
"The question is : who do I have!" said Holly.
{Humus, put me down!} Michelle cried out.
{No, put me down first! She owes me a hug, and if you let her go, I'm cheated out of a hug!} argued Mike.
{I owe you nothing!}
{Do too!}
{Do not!}
{Do!}
{Not!}