Chapter 4: Flexible Gets Sick(And Sparkle gets Mad)
Heyas ppls! Sorry about taking long to get updated, I got grounded and things got in the way and FCAT (A dumb test we have to take. 4 of them.
And a parrot.) and basicallly, life caught up and I realized that it
was hard to party because the textbooks were eating me ALIVE, I TELL YOU! ALIIIVE!
Najimewalks up with earl grey tea:Okay, dear, I think it's time for alittle tea.
Me:OH BOY!grabs teacup
Najime: sigh
Oh yeah, since V-day is way beyond gone, I am not going to do a V-day special unless people want me to. Sorry! But there will be plenty of lovey-dovey.
It started with a mop. It ended with it, too.Flexible walked down the stairs, a white cloth over her mouth. She carried a Cuban mop with her.(AN:It's a stick with a vertical stick on it and you put cloth on the vertical stick and mop.)
Calico spotted the mop and the mask and muttered, "Hoo boy." Jingle, who was sitting on a window by the stairs and was trying to find a word rhyming with 'month', looked up with a question in his eyes. Calico winked at him.
Jingle then understood and continued to see if 'dunce' rhymed with
'month'. Calico grabbed a pan and started on French toast and tea. As
Stan walked down, Flexible started mopping.
He then noticed something was off. (AN:I noticed that no one has talked yet.) He walked up the the brown and white and black-haired girl and put his hand on her forehead.
Burning.
"Awright, that's enough for you!" He grabbed the mop out of Flexible's
hands.
"But the floor needs mopping! The breakfast needs cooking! The people need caring! THE TERIYAKIS NEED RESTRAINING!"
"All covered!" responded Boss as he grabbed teacups and Jingle took
control of the mop. Pashmina walked down with Hamtaro and she declared that she was today's bedmaker.
Which left Hamtaro with the pleasurable job of...
"BLUEBERRY PIE!" yelled the two human-hams as they rushed down.
Cinnamon had a bob cut with cinnamon brown hair with white streaks like frosting! She also had brown freckles on her nose and an air that made others feel like she had somewhat more self control than Pretzel. The two slid down the stair rail and turned to Dexter and shouted,
"ELEVATOR RIDE!"
Dexter, who had just woken up, was not in the mood to be dangled in a box 13 stories above ground, but due to Flexible's condition and mainly for Pashmina, walked with the two for an elevator ride.
Meanwhile, Stan was trying to cart Flexible up the stairs, who was
trying to escape and carry on with household chores when Hamtaro walked up and asked, "What's with her?"
"She has laminitis and will turn into a rabid llama and kill us off."
replied Stan sarcastically.
"R-r-really?" stuttered the white and orange haired boy.
"Lemme check something," and Stan knocked on Hamtaro's head three times. It echoed back. Kok! Kok! Kok!
"Now that we confirmed that," muttered Stan and carted a weary Flexible up the stairs.
Lavendar was the first thing he noticed when Stan got Flex up to her
room. Also, the fact that the native passion flowers were climbing up
her wall was another thing. He plopped her down on her bed and ran off to get some root tea. By the time he came back, Flexible was asleep.
Man, all that spazzing for nothing! Oh, whatever. He was feeling tired
himself. Flexible muttered something in her sleep, something about the cabbages and that darned Peter Rabbit and shifted in her sleep as Stan lay down.
Calico walked up to reclaim the tea, saw the scenario, and whispered,
"Dude, everything's working out today!" She ran down to cut up
tangerines for breakfast.
When she got down, Dexter was at the stove, making eggs in a
competition against Howdy. "Those twins wore me thin!"
((WAH! I'M SO SORRY DANIEL! I HAD TO GO DO… oh its you people. Tell you later.))
Naturo: I LEARNED MY NAME IS NOT BOB! YOU WILL DIE!
Me: And I put you in this email!
Naturo:
Me: I thought so. Good puppy!
Naturo: I'M A NINE TAILED FOX DEMON THINGY MABOBBER!
Me: WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?
Daniel: … that's you're such a puppy? Or a puppy ninetail fox?
Me: Puppy? Puppy ninetail fox? I…
Daniel: I've been reading way too many Anita Blake and Merry Gentry, watching too much underworld and queen of ihe damned…
Me: (hugs Daniel) its okay. I won't let those junkies steal your guy.
Daniel: straight you aren't.
Continuation of Chapter 4:
Calico giggled at the sight of Dexter flopping down in the big loveseat
in the living room, Pretzel and Cinnamon dancing around him shrieking,
"ELEVATOR RIDE!"
"Looks like things are going up fer ya, Dexter! Get it, up? As in
elevator? Laugh with me!" chortled Howdy.(AN:Did you know that chortled wasn't a real word until Lewis Carrol used it in 'Through The Looking Glass'?)
An invisible fog floated in the room as a result of the bad cun-I mean,
pun.
Daniel dragged herself downstairs, her hair a total flyaway. She muttered something about breakfast and trudged herself to the kitchen. (She's got the cooking job for the rest of the trip and she's cooks at home…)
She grabbed an egg and a pan that Jingle was done with and started
making an omelet. Panda walked down 3 minutes after her. He was black slacks and a black turtle neck shirt, in which showed of his chest.
"So, what's for breakfast? Daniel, remember you volunteered to help me pick out wood at the Home Depot and we have to be there by 7:30." Daniel blushed and smiled at Panda and nodded. She continued to make her breakfast until…
the moment was ruined when Pretzel yanked on Daniel's hair asking, "Can the Goth Lady make blueberry pancakes for Pretzel? He
has to go spaghetti picking and has to be home by 9:00." Daniel slowly was starting to look pissed. Sure, she was silent but she was still a girl.
"And Cinnamon grows airplane trees!" replied Pretzel's sister. At that she whacked Pretzel and his sister. She had just about enough of their stupidest.
The Ham-Hams gathered around the breakfast table 20 minutes later and chowed down. After dishes were cleared, Sparkle promenaded down wearing an ugly pink boa and a magenta cowgirl outfit.
"Oooh Stanny-poo!" called Sparkle. All air was sucked out of the room
as everyone gasped at the fashion fiasco.Stan groaned and hid in an open cupboard. Flexible, her sight being baddue to the cold, squinted and muttered, "Calico, I think a flamingoescaped into the house last night."
Sparkle gasped. "This outfit, unbeknownst to commoners like
vous,(AN:French for you.) is a multimillion dollar costume! This outfit
reflects my personality!"
"It sure does." responded Flexible, sure now that no rabid flamingoes
escaped from the zoo.
"I know! And I wore it outside on that big platform on the roof and
practiced my singing! All the animals went wild!"
Boss looked wide eyed at a pigeon repeatedly flying into the window.
"So that's what that was," sighed Jingle, strumming a flat note on his
guitar. "I thought I heard an animal call out to heaven!"
Sparkle glared at the 4 in the room (Stan was in the cupboard) and
stomped down to the beach, where she would wait dramatically for her
Stanny to confront her and admit his love! It always worked that way in the movies!
As the Predator in Pink stomped to the beach, getting her boa tangled
in the wind, Calico opened the window when the bird flew in and ran
into the wall before conking out. Pretzel and Cinnamon, hearing the
noise, scooped up the bird and put him in a fish tank that they found
at the flea market. They ran off with their new bird, Tanky, and Stan
climbed out of the cupboard.
"Is she gone?" he whimpered.
Flexible sighed and rubbed her temples. "This will be one looong
vacation,"
Meanwhile, Daniel, Ali and Panda stopped a pink cover hamster at that beach.
"Well, I'm not going on the beach," Ali said. "It has been tainted."
"What about you Daniel?" Panda asked. Daniel just shook her head, now she would never get the chance to show him! She took the keys from his hand before he could utter the word and drove off leaving the beach house with her two companions.
END OF CHAPTER 4
My longest chapter!WH00T! I hope ya like it! I keep on forgetting
Peaches and Cream!
Peaches:Take yer time, dear.
Cream:Why haven't you put us in yet? Do you not like us? WE ARE
YOUR OWN CREATION!
Me:sighNow for you dear readers, a poll: Calico has gone on a baking spree and is freaking out on what she should make for her crush.(That
will be revealed soon!) Should she make cupcakes or muffins? Thanks!
And review! I live on compliments! Did I just say that out loud?
