Chappie 13

"Oh please! Gimme the cookie!" I begged.

"Nah. Only if ya promise to let me lie in tomora." 2D teased.

I jumped again for the cookie and fell back down as 2D yanked it just out of grabbing distance. It was my favourite kind of cookie, double mint-choc chip with little sprinkles on it.

"C'mon, it's still my birthday! Gimme the cookie!"

"No."

"You big meanie."

"Yeah. I'm a big bully."

"Go bully someone else, like Noodle."

I then got an idea, I shoved him hard, and he toppled and fell from the bed. I grabbed the cookie in mid-air. Poor 2D fell on his back.

"Owch! It's just a damn bloody cookie!" he moaned rolling over and pulling himself up.

"Yeah, well…" I searched for a good explanation "I like cookies."

"I figured." He rubbed his back and glanced at the clock "A min till midnight 'ven ya birf'day will be ova."

I faked sulking "But I don't want it to be over!" He sat beside me and stroked my hair.

"It dun' mat'a. We c'n all go on car rides like da one we 'ad earlier all da time if ya want."

"I'm surprised we weren't tracked down by the police!"

"Me too. I f'ink it's cos' we're famous or sumink like 'vat."

I heard something fluttering outside the window "What's that?" I walked over and stood on tip-toes to peer outside.

"I dunno." He came over as well. However, before he could reach the window a huge red-eyed raven slammed into the glass, startling me, I nearly fell back, and I dropped the half-eaten cookie. It skidded down the glass making a squeaky sound and fell from the window. For a moment, there was silence, and then a little thud as it hit the ground below.

"Oh no! That poor birdy!" I said frantically trying to open the window to see where the ratty thing had fallen.

"Poor birdy? Nah way, 'vat rotten ol' f'ing is Murdoc's bloody pet raven. I swear 'vat f'ing 'as it out fer me."

"You mean Cortez?"

He nodded.

"Murdoc came in yesterday asking where Cortez was. I didn't know and I suspected he was going to freak you out with him."

2D thought for a moment and shook his head "Whateva'. I'm goin' to bed."

I was concerned for Cortez even though it was a horrible little thing "I'm going to tell Murdoc 'bout the bird. I'll be back later."

"Dun' be out late, awright?" 2D called to me.

"What are you? My mother?" I snapped as I opened his door.

"C'mon, be back soon."

I sighed and stamped my foot impatiently "Fine fine fine fine fine!"

"G'night."

"Yes yes, sweet dreams, watch out for bed bugs and all that other shit."

"Oi! Language!"

I calmed myself "O.K. I'll be cool."

"Yeah, da fatigue is settin' in on ya."

I didn't reply, I shut the door loudly and the bang echoed around the car park. Hastily, I walked over to Murdoc's Winnebago and pounded on the side. I studied the kind remark Murdoc had scribbled onto his door.

F. Off!

He yanked the door open "Can't ya read?" he growled then relaxed when he saw it was only me "Oh, it's you. Whatcha want? 'urry up 'nd out with it!"

"Um…" I hesitated.

"Ain't got all night, love." He said impatiently tapping his foot.

"You know you came to me the other day asking about Cortez?"

"Yeah."

"Well… The lil' rascal plummeted headfirst into 2D's window, slid down, and landed outside. I don't think he has moved."

Murdoc scratched his head "'e can wait till mornin' I'm sure. Anything else?"

"No."

"Fine, g'night." He shut the door hard. I sighed. I walked back slowly and quietly entered 2D's pitch-black room.

I had dressed into my sheep pajamas and they weren't very warm so I was freezing. I forgot where 2D was sleeping so I kicked the mattress on the floor to make sure. He wasn't on it. I curled up tightly under the covers. I was all comfy cozy when my phone rang. The Feel Good ring tone becoming louder and louder. I quickly grabbed it so it wouldn't wake 2D. The light from it burned my eyes.

"Hello?" I said weakly.

"Hi, it's Kirstie."

"Again? What?"

"It's your birthday. I always call on your birthday!"

"Kirstie, it's ten past midnight. You missed it."

"Oh my God. I'm sorry. But I got a pressie for you anyway! I got the Kong Studios address and I sent it. Hopefully, it should arrive tomorrow."

"Super-dooper zippidy doo dah." I mumbled sarcastically.

"O.K. I know it's late-"

"No! Really?" I interrupted rudely.

"Yeah so Happy Birthday!" She shouted loudly it almost tore my eardrum.

"Merci beaucoup, grosse vache! " I shouted back.

"Hey! I'm not a fat cow!" I cut her off and turned my phone to silent. I then started to make with the Z's

"Sam! You got a gift!" Noodle said, awaking me from a dream of blackness.

"Huh?" Was all I could manage.

"From…" she re-read the label "Kirstie!" She shoved the parcel into my hands. I rubbed the rest of the sleep from my eyes.

"Open it!" she yelled.

"I don't feel like it…" I murmured.

"Fine, I'll open it!" She snatched it back, heaved the heavy parcel onto the edge of 2D's bed, and pushed it so he was shoved onto the floor. His head popped up and it was clear he was still half-asleep.

She ripped the paper off and threw it everywhere. Some landed on 2D's head, which was against the bed, tongue hanging out and drooling.

She stopped suddenly and hopped off the bed "Well… There you present, sayonara!" She shuffled out cautiously, as if she was afraid of the contents of Kirstie's present, and closed the door behind her.

My attention turned to the box and I screamed…

'Scary music' dun dun duuuuuun… Suspenseful, no? Look at your faces! Full of sacredness and suspenseness! MWAHAHA! I control your fate! I command you to review then stick your head down the toilet and flush it many times! Bbbbb BUNNNNEEEEEHH!