That's right, after a ridiculously long wait, here's the next installment of this wonderful fic! This chapter is bound to be funny and humorous beyond your wildest dreams! I'd also like to give a shout out to my friend Kate, because she's having her birthday party on Friday! Happy B-day Kate! On with the fic!
Chapter 4: A Game of Cat and Mouse and err, Dog
"PRETZEL!" Bijou screamed, knocking over a table.
"CINNAMON!" Pashmina and Sandy yelled in unison.
"BIJOU PASHMINA SANDY!" Pretzel and Cinnamon cried, obviously thinking this was some kind of game.
Of course, this did nothing but make the three girls angrier, and they charged with gritted teeth and clenched fists. Unfortunately, just as they were about to spring upon their prey, they collided with two figures that had just entered the door.
Pashmina happened to fall on one of them, who said: "Well, well, well. I see you were not lying, Pashy babe! You do have the hots for me!"
Of course, it turned out to be Stan, and that could mean the second one was…
"Maxwell!" Sandy cried, throwing a hug around her boyfriend's (or rather ex-boyfriend's) neck.
"Oh, so now you decide to like me all of a sudden!" Maxwell spat, sounding hurt and slapping Sandy's hand away from him. Sandy noticed that he was crying slightly.
"Ugh, Stan you pervert!" Pashmina added disgustedly, pushing Stan off her. (A/N Sorry to all you Stan/Pash lovers, but this is not a romance fic!)
"Maxwell! You've gotta believe me!" Sandy pleaded. "That wasn't me on the phone! It was that runt Cinnamon!" Sandy pointed her finger towards the place where Cinnamon was. Now I say 'was' because Cinnamon was sure not there now!
"Wait, where'd she go?" Pashmina asked.
"They left!" Bijou said. "While you guys were too busy talking to your boyfriends, they ran away."
"He is not my boyfriend!" Pashmina yelled.
"And this heartbreaker is certainly not my girlfriend!" Maxwell announced.
"Come on Maxy!" Sandy argued. "It wasn't me! I love you and you know it so please accept the fact that it was not me!"
"Well, okay Sandy, I'll believe you. You're not one to beg."
"Aw, I like, knew you'd come through Maxy!" Sandy exclaimed, happily ruffling his hair.
"But wait," said Stan with a look of strained thinking on his face. "If Cinnamon was the one who called Maxwell, that means that…"
"Yes." Pashmina finished. "It was Cinnamon who called you, not me."
"Oh." Was all Stan could manage. His prominent orange ears drooped a few inches as a sad expression appeared on his face.
"Don't worry Stan." Sighed Bijou. "You'll find your true love someday."
"You're right!" Stan exclaimed, returning to his normal cheery self. "Say, Bijou babe, would you like to-"
"Don't even try it Stan." Said Bijou, acting annoyed. "When I said that, I didn't mean me!"
"Come on Stan, we really should be going." Maxwell told him.
"Oh no you don't!" Pashmina said, dragging Maxwell and Stan back by the collars. "You two are going to stay and help us baby-sit!"
Maxwell sighed. "Darn, I was hoping you'd forget to ask. I can see why you guys need help though, because Pretzel and Cinnamon are a major handful."
"Well, and I've always wanted to say this: they went that-a-way!" Bijou told Maxwell, Stan, Sandy and Pashmina, pointing to the hallway.
The five friends toddled lightly through the hall, checking every room. They arrived at the door to the basement, only to discover that it was locked.
"Aha! They must be in here!" Stan said. "But how are we gonna get in?"
Stan's question was answered a few moments later, however, when Pretzel yelled from down the basement stairs: "We have hostage! You may rescue her, but only one may go!"
"A hostage? I didn't think Pretzel and Cinnamon capable of that sort of thing." Maxwell said.
"They're probably just kidding around." Said Pashmina. "But still, for the sake of it all, one of us should go down. I wonder what the hostage is. A teddy bear or a broom or something."
"Yeah, but like, who will go?" asked Sandy.
Stan cried out: "I volunteer!"
Stan walked to the door, and he had his hand on the knob when Bijou said, "Be careful Stan!"
Bijou hugged Stan for his bravery, but she regretted it as soon as Stan turned around and pushed Bijou right into the door!
"Ha-ha! She fell right for that one!" Stan said happily.
"Whoa, that was cold, even for you Stan." Said Sandy. Pashmina nodded in agreement.
"Would either of you like to take her place?" Stan offered with a smirk.
"Uh, no thanks." Pashmina answered for bother of them.
"Well we're just gonna have to wait and see what happens." Maxwell sighed.
And so they did. They waited.
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"Ooo, that Stan is gonna get it!" Bijou scoffed, slamming her fist against the wall. "But I guess it's up to me now."
Bijou walked down the stairs until she reached the floor, and a colorful sight, well it was more like and explosion, met her eyes.
The Teriyaki's basement was by no means unimpressive. The floor was covered in lime green shag carpeting that was covered in an array of toys, games, and what looked like pieces of broken machinery. Pretzel and Cinnamon say in the center, and hanging from the rafters by her ankles, tied up in her blanket was…
"Penelope!" Bijou yelled, rushing over to her young friend. "Are you okay?"
"Let's see…" said Penelope. "I came over here to tell Pashmina her cookies were done, when I was ambushed by two children, tied up in my own blanket, and left to dangle from the rafters upside down. OF COURSE I'M NOT OKAY!"
"Right, I'll get you down now." Bijou shrugged. She approached Penelope, but was stopped by Pretzel and Cinnamon.
"You shall not pass!" Cinnamon exclaimed. "Unless you fight for it!"
"Fight? What do I have to fight?" Bijou questioned.
"You must defeat Barfo the great!" exclaimed Pretzel.
The two children led Bijou over to a small playpen, where a box lay. Something stirred inside it. Bijou gulped.
"Barfo the great, be released!" Pretzel yelled, tipping over the box.
And out of the box came…a puppy.
"Ha!" Bijou laughed. "So this is your dog Barfo! Hey wait, why is his name-"
But her question was answered, for at that exact moment, Barfo opened his mouth, and puked all over the carpet. The next thing he did was sniff the puke-puddle, and roll in it. Then the puppy noticed Bijou, and came running towards her.
"Ahhh!" Bijou screamed. "Vomit puppy!"
Bijou ran from Barfo, and he followed her. And when she ran under Penelope, Penelope happened to fall at that exact moment, right on top of him.
"Thanks Penny!" Bijou said, about to hug her, but deciding not to after seeing her covered in vomit.
"You're welcome Bijou." Penelope said sarcastically. She dropped her blanket on the floor just as Pretzel and Cinnamon came over to them.
"You have defeated Barfo the great! You may pass!" they said in unison.
"Let's get out of here Penny!" Bijou told her. Penelope agreed, and they walked out of the basement with Pretzel and Cinnamon following them.
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Penelope escaped out the front door just as Sandy and the others came up to her. "Bij! You made it!" exclaimed Sandy, hugging her friend. "But what's that smell?"
"I'll explain later." She responded. "But right now, we have to find some way of occupying these two!"
"Why don't we sit them down in front of a Pay-Per-View movie?" Pashmina suggested.
"Alright." Bijou agreed. She lead Pretzel and Cinnamon to the TV room and began searching for a movie.
"Let's see," she muttered to herself. "Happy Meadow Ponies of- blah blah blah." Said Bijou, not bothering to read the rest of the title. She pressed the 'buy' button and left the room.
"So, like, what can we do with all this free time?" Sandy asked.
"Oh, I have a perfect idea girls." Bijou said. She whispered into Pashmina and Sandy's ears, and a wide smile appeared on all their faces.
"Come on Stan," said Pashmina, gesturing towards the bathroom. "Let's do it!"
"Oh, I get what you mean!" exclaimed Stan with a smirk.
"No! Not that you freak!" Pashmina yelled. "This is much better."
And without warning, Stan was being pushed into the bathroom by all three girls. They tied him to a chair with various rolls of tape, and Sandy took out a small red purse.
"Oh Stan!" Maxwell cried. "You're in for it now." Maxwell had seen the purse many times before when Sandy was preparing for a date. He sat on the sink to watch.
"What's going on?" Stan sounded worried.
"Oh nothing." Bijou said. "Just consider it payback for when you pushed me into the basement.
Bijou, Sandy and Pashmina all approached him with items in their hands. When Stan realized what they were holding, he nearly screamed. Okay, so he did scream.
"NOOOOOOO!" he yelled.
"Poor Stan." Maxwell sighed. "Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nothing to do but sit back and enjoy the show!"
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Oooo! What's going to happen to Stan? And what happens when Pretzel and Cinnamon's movie doesn't go as planned? Poor Bijou, she really should have read the rest of that title! And don't worry, D.L. Lion. You-know-who will appear in the next chapter! Luv you all and thanks for reading!