Sunday 20th December
My Room
12.32 p.m.
Why isn't anything happening?
1.15 p.m.
Ooh! The CUTEST little kitty is outside my window! It's so sweet! It's all grey and fluf-
It's just killed a bird!
That cruel, heartless thing.
1.17 p.m.
I'm telling you, this means war!
2.20 p.m.
My cousins, Jess, Callum and Ella, have just arrived with their mum and dad. They're staying until Boxing Day, I think. They live in Ireland, you see, so they only really visit on special occasions.
I should probably go now.
Monday 21st December
My Bedroom
11.00 p.m.
And I'd thought I'd been saved from the clutches of boredom.
I was sadly mistaken. Mislead by memories of… I don't know, I can't remember.
I'll admit I've had my fair share of enjoyment today and last night, but I'm bored right now so it's taking over my brain.
Sigh.
We went to town though. Not that we had any money.
I mean, that would be too much to ask for.
Well, actually we did ask. Our parents just said no. Apparently when it's only a few days till Christmas it's 'unthinkable' to ask for one little fiver.
We tried our best though. You have to give us that. I could have sworn my hostage idea would have worked.
While most people would not take kindly to being kidnapped, Ella, who is five, thought it was a very funny game.
Needless to say, the adults didn't notice a thing. And they couldn't have cared less when we sent them the ransom notes.
That's parenting for you.
Tuesday 22nd December
Kitchen
3.00 p.m.
Ella's just made a 'potion' out of stuff she's found around the house. From toothpaste to tomato ketchup, you name it; it's in there.
She's given it to me as an early Christmas present. How sweet.
Callum and I are going to switch it with my sister Petunia's shampoo, which I'm sure will result in hilarious consequences when she washes her hair tonight.
9.14 p.m.
Well Petunia's furious.
My work here is done.
Wednesday 23rd December
My Bedroom
3.50 p.m.
That cat's back again. I think I'll glare at it for a while. That'll teach it. Never again will it think in it's little kitty brain that hunting unsuspecting birds is right.
3.55 p.m.
Great. I'm being ignored by a cat.
4.00 p.m.
Callum decided the best way to get rid of it would be to spay it with the hose. Horrified, I informed him that it would be hypocritical of me to complain about the cat being mean to birds then go and spray it with a hose. Because, really, spraying that cat isn't a very nice thing to do.
Callum just argued that, "It's a cat."
Well he can be as insensitive as he likes, but I am sticking to my beliefs.
After informing me that I was being 'ridiculous', the horrible boy decided to do it himself!
I tried to stop him but he overpowered me: he walked outside and, since it was freezing and I was still only wearing my pyjamas, I couldn't follow.
I would not like to be in that cat's shoes right now.
4.02 p.m.
But cats don't wear shoes, so I can't really be in them, can I?
4.05 p.m.
Puss in Boots wore shoes though. I mean, that's why his name is 'Puss in Boots'.
4.10 p.m.
The poor thing.
Thursday 24th December
Christmas Eve!
My room
10.00 p.m.
Highlight of the day: we made up an amusing dance involving an impression of a fish.
10.11 p.m.
On the plus side that cat hasn't come back yet.
Hurrah!
Friday 25th December
Christmas Day! Hurrah!
Living Room
10.22 a.m.
I'd thought I'd escaped from James Potter. Apparently not, he's now sending me gifts. A new diary decorated with pictures of cheese.
Seriously though, who'd bother?
10.25 a.m.
And how does James know about the cheese thing?
7.52 p.m.
Here we go. The adults have started on the booze.
11.00 p.m.
Well it has to be said that there is nothing quite like watching relatives get drunk and fall over. It really is very amusing.
Although it does lose its appeal when you walk into the bathroom and it stinks of vomit.
Not nice.
A/N: I swear I have a reason for taking so long! I've had exams all week, and before that I had to revise for them. I haven't had any time to write this in ages.
17 reviews? Thank you all so much! I've never had this many reviews for a chapter story before! Thank you!
Timydamonkey: Squee! lol. And I'd thought you didn't like this. You know, due to your lack of enthusiasm that time I showed it to you. But you do like it! Yay!
RebelWriter: You should definitely try it. It's very entertaining. It was sad wasn't it? And it's Chloe's fault that he died again. She claimed that it was 'the best way to end the story' but I bet she's really got it in for my beloved Sven the Moose (narrows eyes at Chloe).
Lady of Masbolle: The idea of the fake tan is that it would make his skin look orange rather than tanned. I probably should have mentioned that, it's a funny thought.
Blink182Rox: Ah, but where would we be in life without randomness? Answer me that!
CountessMel: Um… right. I'll just pretend I understood that. Thanks for the review.
Angel Street: Ack! Die coursework! And exams! You know, I handed that essay in ages ago and my teacher still hasn't marked it.
Fish30: Haunted eh? Well I just wrote more so looks like the jokes on you! Nyahahaha!
And thanks to: Evil-pillow, DemetersChild, Mello80, Emerald hazel, Joselyn14hpfreak, Kel, Emerald-hazel, hIgHoNsUgAr, ickle-littkle-evil-me and erak.
Sorry I haven't replied to all the reviews but it's getting late and I want to post this.
Ohh! If you want to read a good fic about Lily then go read timydamonkey's Inside Castle Walls. It's really good but I'm the only one reading it, which is a shame because knowing Chloe she won't update unless she gets more reviews. She seems to think of her DBZ fics as her priority (shakes head in shame). lol Just kidding, Chloe.
