Disclaimer- see chapter 1
Summery-This story is a happy story with a happy beginning and a happy end. I felt like doing something happy for once.
Your point is?…
Previously…
"I dunno. What if we get in more trouble?"
"So what. It'll be fun. We pants him, he tries to pull them back up, he falls, we laugh, it'll be great."
"You can do it. I'm stayin' out of this." Sharpay ran up behind Ryan and pantsed him causing him to do exactly how Sharpay visioned it. Troy couldn't help but laugh.
As the Evans twins rode home, Sharpay continuously slapped and punched Ryan in the head and the arm.
"Sharpay quit it." Ryan said as he tried to grab her hands to make her stop.
"Why?"
"Oh no don't start that."
"Why?"
"You know I hate it when you do that."
"Why."
"Ugh! How did it put up with you for seventeen straight years." Ryan said to himself. Just then his phone started to ring. "Hello?"
"Ryan! When I get home you and your sister are in big trouble!" Shouted Mrs. Evans from the other line. Ryan could hear Sharpay still "Why-ing" in the back round.
"Mom it wasn't my fault. Sharpay started it. She…"
"That's enough. I'll speak to you when I get home." With that she hung up.
Once they arrived home Sharpay stopped but then started to do something else.
"I want ice cream." Whined Sharpay like a little kid.
"What is wrong with you? You're worse than a three year old kid." Scoffed Ryan.
"I. Want. Ice cream!" Sharpay said as she exaggerated each word and crossing her arms across her chest.
"No! I'm not getting you some damn ice cream."
"I want ice cream! I want ice cream! I want ice cream!"
"That's enough! I've had it with your nonsense." Just then Sharpay started to cry and kick her feet, drawing attention to the neighbors. Ryan repeatedly banged his head on the steering wheel.
After ten minutes of hearing Sharpay scream, Ryan finally got frustrated and got her her ice cream.
"I want that one." Whined Sharpay as the clerk stared at her trying to wonder why she was acting like she was two years old.
"Ugh. Which one Sharpay?" Ryan was getting really frustrated.
"That one." Sharpay wasn't looking at the ice cream, which made it harder to know which one she wanted.
"Sharpay, you have to come here and show me which on you want."
"I don't want to."
"Um excuse me," added the clerk "It's almost closing time. This store closes early so can you…um, hurry up?"
"Sorry she's always like this. She's not mentally challenged although I question that sometimes."
"I heard that. I want strawberry."
"Thank you. Um I'll have one strawberry, medium on a cone and a chocolate, medium with sprinkles in a cup please."
"That's all?"
"Yes, thanks."
Once they got home, Sharpay conversed with their maid, Casey.
"Hey Casey, do you know Spanish?" Asked Sharpay as she finished her ice cream.
"Only a little." Replied a soft voice.
"Good. What's con carne mean?"
"Um, I believe it means with meat."
"Oh hell no!" Just then Sharpay shot out of her seat and ran to the theatre room where Ryan had been since they got home. She grabbed him right out of his seat and started to beat him to a pulp. "Do I look fat to you?!"
"Huh? No, no…" She smacked him. "No…y-you' re the prettiest girl ever."
"EW! Only Troy gets to say that."
"Whatever, just get off of me." With that Sharpay got up, picked her brother up and said with a smile
"Enjoy your movie." And walked out, leaving Ryan confused out of his mind.
"When their mother finally got home she immediately wanted to talk to Ryan and Sharpay, she didn't even take her coat off yet.
"How could you to possibly get suspended? You two are perfect." Sighed Mrs. Evans as she took a seat.
"Perfect?! You must be nuts! Sharpay is dumber then a tipsy monkey." Shouted Ryan. Sharpay punched him in his…well… private area causing him to fall…quick!
"I don't think of myself as "Perfect" mother. Weird is the way of the future." Exclaimed Sharpay proudly.
"Yes, well this "future" of yours is going to change quickly or else there will be consequences."
"Flargly McHamberger chicken flatulence."
"Sharpay what. The hell does that mean?"
"If you don't speak my lango that's your prob. Kay? Well, catch you on the flip side, chap lip."
"You're not going anywhere until we settle this. Now pick your brother up."
Sharpay stared down at where Ryan was still lying in pain. She kicked him and said "Doofus, get yer ass up foo."
"Sharpay! We do not say words like that and we don't talk ghetto." Added her mother.
"Yo dawg, lissin, you might not say it but I do aight moms. We cool. Good cause das wat up. Shiznit."
"Do you want to get into…"
"Bi-otch!" Screamed Sharpay, interrupting her mom. Ryan couldn't help but let out a little chuckle.
"That's it, your punishment is to clean the whole house. Both of you, Starting now." The Evans twins dashed off to clean the house before they got in more trouble.
About two hours later they were finished. They both dragged themselves into the living room and plopped on the couch.
"Ugh I think all that cleaning spray got to my head." Sighed Sharpay
"Oh great, something else that'll make you higher then you already are." Added Ryan.
"Shut up. Your lucky I have not strength to kill you."
"Whatev."
The next morning Sharpay woke up only to find that she fell asleep on her brother's lap, using his legs as a pillow.
"Ah, Shit!" She screamed waking Ryan only to find drool sopping through his favorite pants.
"What the hell man!"
"Ugh" Sharpay scoffed "Why did you let me fall asleep like that. Now I gotta go take a friggin shower." Sharpay pulled herself off of the couch and headed towards the bathroom.
"Troy get your ass sown here and help me clean up!" Yelled Couch Bolton.
"Ugh." Since he got in trouble big time with his dad, he had to help clean all the basketballs for gym.
Troy threw on a old plain blue shirt on and some gym shorts.
"Why do I have to do this? I'm not even gonna be in gym today of for the next four days." Cooed Troy.
"Cause, ya did a stupid and foolish thing and now you're going to pay for it super duper time." Replied Coach Bolton.
"Ugh." For the next forty minutes Troy had to wash and polish all the basketballs.
"Ahh, nice and refreshed." Sharpay said as she finished drying her ear.
"Yeah but not my pants." Cried Ryan as he walked by her room.
"You're just jealous 'cause I got my own bathroom."
After Sharpay got dressed she snuck out of the house and when to Troy's.
"Why do that?" Sharpay said as she walked over to the back of his house. When she pulled her car into his driveway she saw him sitting on his bench that came with his full sized basketball court.
"Why talk weird?" Troy answered in a seductive tone and then planted a kiss on Sharpay's lips.
"Hmm 'cause it's fun." She said pulling away from him. "So, whatcha been up to so far today?"
"Cleaning balls." Sharpay started to laugh hysterically.
"No…ugh…not that way?" Troy said getting aggravated at the way he said that. He hated when Sharpay mislead things.
"Ok…I'm done. You should think before you speak around me Bolton. You should've learned that by now."
"Wow!"
"Wow what?"
"You haven't called me Bolton in a long time."
"So now you're calling me old?" Sharpay said as if she was trying to get where Troy was going. (Even though she already did)
"What?! No, no. Not at all."
"Good. Well I'm hungry. Whatcha got to eat around here?"
"I dunno…Food."
"Hey, that's my line."
Troy cooked some waffles and sausage for him and Sharpay. Sharpay loved waffles.
Back at the Evans house Ryan was cooking up something as well, but it wasn't food.
"Ha-ha, when Sharpay gets back I'm sure she'll have Bolton with her. Hm hm when they walk through her bedroom door Boom! Bolton will be known as Bolton: the new Spiderman. Or spider idiot at that." Ryan scoffed.
"Ryan, are you talking to your imaginary friend again?"
"No Casey! You know I'm over that." Then He whispered to himself "No, no it's okay. I still believe in you."
TBC
Well that was weird. I put random moments in here just for some laughs.
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