Ashes to Cinders
(Am I the only one that notices that my title changes the way it is written every chapter?)
Chapter Six: The Ultimate Chapter of Randomness now Dubbed Jupiter and Canadians
(Underlined is the Chapter name people, stick with me!)
NONE of the characters reflect my opinion on any topic that may or maynot offend you- the reader!WARNING: DISTURBING AND RANDOM CONVERSATIONS!
-Ethan-
Two weeks and counting until the Ball from Hell!
I sighed and looked out at the grove of trees.
I really don't know what they grow, nor do I intend to find out.
Maybe lemon? But with my luck I would go out there, pick one, look it over thinking, haha funny lookin' fruit, be stupid and my animal instincts would kick in and my stomach would growl, take a bite, and then my windpipe would close up and I would drop to my knees, clutching my throat and gasping for air while a cloaked figure would come limping out from behind the tree, rubbing their hands together, and as I would be slowly dying they would pull down their hood and it turn out to be a cackling mildew…On a lighter note…
Funny how the leaves are that color! When did it turn to fall? It sure doesn't feel that way.
Olga came into the kitchen. I was shocked, they NEVER come into the Kitchen.
"Hey Tweedle Dumb, where's Tweedle Dee?" I asked sarcastically, and continued to scrub the pot.
Damn Becca, can't take a little bit of boiling water on her face...
"Shut it girlfriend! I'm so tired! What will wake me up? do we have any coffee?" he gripped and then looked at me.
"NO! No coffee for your sorry arse...oh, I don't know, why don't you give yourself paper cuts and then poor lemon juice all over them? That ought to wake you up nice and good!" I muttered.
Olga raised his eyebrows as she, darn it, I mean he put his hand on his hip and she, I meant it this time, began to stomp her foot, but said nothing.
"When is she coming?" he asked me instead of the usual comeback.
I said nothing, just flipped my hair out of my eyes.
Yep, one week until the Ball from Hell. Why was I going again? Oh right, princess. I sighed.
Melanie would be coming by later to resume the lessons. She was virtually at "my" house everyday.
And surprisingly Mildew didn't tell her that it wasn't mine, just constantly reminded us about protection."Ethan, be safe!" "Ethan be careful! You are much too young." "Melanie, don't have sex, then you get pregnant and die!" "Are you sure neither of you has herpes?" and on and on! I looked up and around.
Becca came through the kitchen. She raised her nose when she passed by me. She had boils all over her face from where the water had burned her.
"You gotta a little sumthin' on your face right there," I said pointing all over her face, she just smiled a wicked little smile and gave me the I get every second of every day, "You're dead."
"Spoiled." I muttered, and kicked her ass when she walked back. She paused briefly and then turned around to face me. I saw the contents of the bucket in her hand.Dirty dish water.
"Damn." I muttered and braced my self.
She dumped the suds all over mejust as the door bell rang. Helga ran down the stairs to get it. I sighedand shook my arms.
"Why Becca? Why? Now dirty dish water, but what next? Murder?" I asked her, shaking my head and trudging by her.
"Thanks Ethan, I hadn't thought of it!" She smiled and stood still, watching me move away.
I, went upstairs and through on a pair of old shorts(yes we have shorts, they are like uhhh, what do you guys call 'em? Well whatever, they are shorts…) and a simple blue shirt. I finger combed my hair, gave my self the Elvis guns and snap into my door, and opened it. Becca was standing there.
"Oh, uh, Hello?" I stuttered. Man! What was with me! I was off my casetoday! Must be nerves or something...
"Uh, Ethan?" she asked me, looking down and fidgeting with her hands. Her brown hair fell forward, veiling her face(hehe, I'm poetic!! Ooooo scary...)
"Just spit it out Becca." I sighed.
"Look, I just..."she hesitated, "I don't like you spending so much time with Melanie." she blurted out, and then quickly looked back down, her face beet red. Okay...soo, what is it with me and making every girl I meet fall in love with me?
"Look, Becca, she's my friend, and us...yeah, I don't think that will work out so well..." I dropped off. She looked at me with the weirdest expression I have ever seen on her face.
"Oh! That's not it! I jus think she's lying to you, about something, veeerrryyy, important." she said. I looked at her dumbstruck. Well knock me down!
"Oh, well then! can you tell me the secret, cause if you know, I wanna know and while we're talking and not physically or mentally hurting each other, can we stop trying to kill each other?" I asked casually. She smiled and shook her head a no to the secret telling, and then nodded to her head to the peace agreement to the all out blood battle.
"Great." I stepped around her and went down to the ball room. And who do I find? No other than Mel AND Nic! My lucky day...
"Hey guys!" I called out. Olga and Helga glared. Nic smiled evilly...now I'm afraid. Mel grinned and waved lightly. I smiled back and went to the wall were Nic was leaning.
"Let's be civil today, hmm? I mean your already off to a good start, your devil's tail is tucked in and your horns are shaved!" I asked her.
She smiled slightly and leaned against the wall, crossing her arms across her chest...like I was doing, okay...that's not weird. We were quiet, just watching everyone practice random things. It wasn't that bad, until: disaster struck in the form of Nic's voice!
"So, why aren't you practicing?" casual. But I wasn't fooled!
"Eh, I figured that I don't need it." I replied, arching a brow. She smiled.
"You need all the help you can get."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked her, my arms taut.
"You can take the boy out of the pig pen, but you can't take the pig pen out of the boy." she replied.
"Oh so now I am a pig? And what about you? What are you doing in a dress? Aren't those for girls?" I fumed. She smiled a sickly sweet smile.
"Five guesses as to what is behind my back."
"Well that is easy. A knife."
"No."
"Chainsaw."
"No."
"Bomb."
"No."
"Your friend, Hitler."
"No."
"Assassination for Dummies."
"No."
"What then."
"This!" she pulled her arm back to punch me.
"Hey guys!" Mel called. We both looked in her direction. Nic was in mid-pinch and I was in mid-cringe mode..
"Huh, that's weird!" she called.
"What?" we asked at the same time. I turned out of my cringe to scowl at her.
"Nothing, you guys just have the same eye color...and skin color...and...yeah nothing else." she stopped, studying us.
"Well, I hate to say it, but Mel, did you fall out of the wrong bed this morning?"
"Wait, what?" she asked.
"I don't know." I replied.
"Come here, your punishment is...the waltz." she said with a laugh.
"Wait, what? What did I do? I don't have to hold a rose in my mouth do I?" I whined. She motioned me forward. I moved toward her.
"Oh, suck it up, I have to make sure you can dance." she paused, "I don't want you stepping on my feet." she muttered, so low I didn't know if I heard correctly.
Grumbling I stood in front of her. Sighing she stepped closer to me and wound her finger through mine. Her other hand held the edge of her brown dress delicately. Sighing I put my hand on her waist.
Great, now my hormones are in a tizzy! Greaattt! Thanks Mel! So much! Coz that is what I really needed this early in the moring-X rated day dreams!
I swung her around before she could say anything. She opened her mouth to protest that we weren't doing the waltz. I twirled her around again. Yeah I bet you wondering how I learned to dance...my mom may have been a bad parent, but not that bad! After about ten minuets of that, I finally remembered where I was. I let Mel go and step back. I smirked slightly at her whine she clutched the side of her head.
"Well then, you're good to go." she mumbled. I smiled.
"It's fine Mel, hey on the bright side, I'm allowed to hang out with my best buds at the castle, all week." I winked. She blushed and laugh.
"Try not to kill Nicole." she said. I nodded my head and crossed my fingers behind my back. I walked to the wall and stood next to Nic. She glared at me, but alas. I did nothing! Damnit! What is wrong with me today? I closed my eyes and waited for the lesson to be over.
XoxOxoX
(still Ethan. Sorry to disappoint you)
I sighed and inhaled the air.
Ah!
What is better than the smell of B.O. and steak?
Well I can think of a lot of things. Lilies, lilacs, roses, paint. Oohhhh!! I love to smell paint!! -Twitches uncontrollably.- Okay never mind, and no I'm not into drugs! (Cool your heels Edvard, I'll give you yur damn crack! I give the best princes for those of you who are new clients.)
Okay soooo, moving on because I know how much you guys wanna hear about Mel(what the fudge is it with you people and Mel? What about Nic? She's coolio too!-looks over at said person who is holding knife to his back and mouths "is that okay?" said person nods.-) alright, so MoldyVort(ahhaha!! Voldemort+MildewMoldyVort! I kill myself sometimes!! Oh and yes MoldyVort is Mildew.)
Okay so she let me out of the house- ALL WEEK!
Which means:
PARTY WITH MY PUPPET PALS!
Okay, just kidding! Nah, I was hanging out at the castle, with my buds. Needless to say we sorta formed a gang! Oh and on the Brightside:it is day one! And so by me describing the smell of the place I'm guessing that you concluded that I am in the kitchen, sitting on a rickety stool, next to Mel with Adam on my left and Nic on his left...eating steak.
We were inside because it was cold, plain and simple. And the freaky blood red leaves attacked Nic because she kickedem' and now she's afraid. Haha, loser! (-said person poke the knife deeper into my back. MEDIC!!-)
Okay so I am sitting there eating my steak and minding my own business when suddenly Mel and Adam both get up and make excuses. Adam ran straight into the stables and Mel went upstairs.
"What the Hell?" I asked no one in particular. Rhetorical questions, never a good thing if you answer them.(equivalent t answering yourself…)
"They are giving us alone timoe so we can get closer together." Nic grumbled from beside me.
"Ya know, rhetorical questions aren't supposed to be answered, and ifthey are, then that person is crazy! Oh wait, you've already been there and done that!" I told her.
"Says you! I saw you SCOLDING a crab by the lake the other day!" Nicyelled-ish.
I flushed, well I had found a little sand crab, the cutekind that don't eat you! And I picked one up and named him Freddie, wellFreddie was in a hurry to go smush Jason (His crab rival…I named him too) so he kept falling and I started to yell at him not to do that!
"You've been stalking me!! And what's your point?" I asked, knowing that Nicy dearest would fall into my trap!!
"YOU ARE CRAZY!!" she said loudly and slowly. hehe, took the bait.
"Yes, but a crazy person won't admit that they are crazy and a sane person will say that they are crazy. So I think that I am crazy which make me sane, but then I say that I'm sane which must mean that I am crazy. But then again while I'm being sane I think I'm crazy which must mean I'm sane, but I know I'm sane, which must mean I'm crazy! But I also know that I'm crazy which makes me sane so in conclusion I must be: CRASANE!" I said with one breath.
Nicole looked at me funny.
"If today were tomorrow and tomorrow were today, but today was yesterday and yesterday was tomorrow, what day is it?" she asked me with a raised eyes brow.
"If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear, does it make a sound?" I countered.
"YES! Because it always makes a sound when a tree falls!" she declared.
"But no one was around to hear so did it make a sound?" I countered.
"Yes! Everything makes a sound when it falls!" she cried.
"BUT HOW DO YOU KNOW!? You weren't there to verify that it made asound! Unless my theory is true that there are magical tree elves that are totally on drugs and obsessed with sound and make sure that everything makes a sound even if you can't see it, like the wind. You hear it but you cant see it!!" I shouted. She sat still and quiet.
"My head hurts!" she declared and then a second later- "Are you on drugs?"
"Good!" I muttered and then a second later… "What? Hell no!"
"What?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile, that smile was too nice!
"Nothing, so anything you wanna talk about?" I asked her instead.
"Yes actually." she replied.
"Okay, shoot!" I said
"What does Adam think of me?" she asked. And then the conversation I had been waiting for the past month for started, the kind where they blather, and I make random comments! Fun!
"I'm from Jupiteeerrr." I said.
"'Coz it is like he doesn't trust me."
"We fly cloooouuudddsss."
"I feel like he's hiding something from me."
"We're not allowed to go to the red spooottt, don't go to the redspooottt."
"I mean, he's always sneaking about and then hiding stuff! I feel likehe's cheating one me!"
"I went to the red spooottt. Don't' tell my parrrreeeennntttsss."
"But he cant be! He told me he loved me!"
"I got red spot posiiooonnninggg. I have red spooottt. It migratesrandomlllyyy."
"Maybe he's getting a ring?"
"My veins are yeelllooowww."
"Ethan! Are you even listening to me?"
"Don't go to the red spoootttt."
"ETHAN!"
"My boyfriend's Tony the Tiggerrrr."
"Stop that now." she whispered.
"I'm-"
"I'm warning you."
"From-"
"Seriously! One more time!"
"Jupiteeerrrrr!!" I finished off.
"OH IT IS GO TIME!" she shouted and lunged at me.
"HOLY RED SPOT!" I shouted out and then laughed. Someone came runningand pulled Nic off of me.
"What the Hell?" Mel asked restraining Nic.I sat up and wiped my hand on my pants and then I ran my handsthrough my hair.
"We were talking, mono eh mono." I said seriously.
Mel looked form meto Nic and then busted out laughing. I smiled slightly and bowed, Nicolepunched me I the gut...
Mel just looked at me and said, "More like mono eh emo." Nic glared at her and lunged at me again. I think I saw the scars on the bottom of her wrist. Does she cut diagonally?! She's not cool enough for that!
XoxOxoX(
Still Ethan...sigh.)
Two days after the Jupiter incident found me and Adam walking towardthe lake. Now it was four days away from the Ball from Hell. Sorry I got my time line messed up! Alright so as I was saying we were walking through the woods along thepath that led to the lake. Talking...ya know, man bonding. Not the Olga and Helga kind…
"I mean, how are you supposed to know what they want?" Adam asked,throwing his hands in the air.
"I know! They say they aren't hungry and yet if you put a steak infront of them they gobble it up!" I cried along with him.
"Yeah! I mean Nicole seems to think something of me! I feel like shethinks I have a secret." Adam fumed.
"Do you have a secret Adam?" I asked him quietly, trying to sound act like Dr. Phil.
"Well-what? I-I... I don't have a s-secret!" he stuttered out. I laughed.
"Alrighty buddy what ever you say." I said, slapping his back. He rubbed his neck looking a little uncomfortable.
"So hows it going with Mel?" he asked.
"Wait hold on! NOT YOU TOO! Why? Why does everyone think I like her!"I shouted.
"WHOAH! CHILL MAN! Well, er, lets see. You are always flirting withher, you get jealous easily! And oh yeah, you follow her around! Just a little stalkerish…" he listed off.
"Whatever," I grumbled. He started to whistle.
"So Adam, where do you come from?" I asked him. The whistling stopsuddenly.
"Please don't make me talk about that!" he whispered.
"What! Are you a God or something." He paled instantly.
"YOU ARE! HOLY SHIT!" I shouted. Adam laughed at me.
"From the boy who scolds crabs!" he laughed. I grumbled something unintelligent.
"How old are you anyways?" I asked him.
"Eh, 19." he replied, after some hesitation.
"CANADIAN!!" I shouted.
"What?"
"Don't' ya know, eh?" I said with the Canadian accent.
"Wow. How old are you?"
"Eh, 18, don't ya know?" I laughed.
"I don't know what she sees in you!" he muttered.
"Who?"
"Yo momma!" I laughed.
"Yo momma so hairy that the only language she speaks is wookie!Ahuaughrroooo!" I said. Meet the Spartans...yep that is the life!
"Wow." Adam said.
"Glub glub glub glub glub look over there! it's a coral reef!" I said,
"Swim Croc Hunter! Swim!"
"Ahaha!" Adam laughed.
"The vortex is opened!" I cried out in that freaky little unicorn voice.
"Oh god what is this!" Adam asked, sounding exactly like Charlie…cool!
"There is no stopping the vortex Charlie!"
"Guys? Guys? Or girls I'm not really sure what you too are."
"Charlie! Charlie! I have the amulet!"
"What amulet? What's goin' on?"
"The amulet Charlie the magical amulet! Sparkle, sparkle!" I laughed,Adam did too.
"I don't see any train, all I see is a giant sneaker."
"It is the choochoo shoe!"
"Who is that? No really you guys see it right? I got at be honest imgetting creeped out here."
"Charlie you look quiet down with your big sad eyes and you fat frownthe world doesn't have to be so grey. Charlie when your life is a messyour feeling blue and in distressed I know what can wash that sad away.All you have to do is put a banana in your ear."
"Banana in my ear?"
"Put a right banana right in your favorite ear. Its true."
"Says who?"
"So true!" and we broke down laughing.
"I'm glad the girls gave us some guy time!" Adam said wiping hiseye.
"Yeah."
"So what did you say to piss Nicole off?" Adam finally asked.
"Well she was talking about something and I was talking aboutJupiter." Adam laughed.
"What did you say?"
"I'm from Jupiter. Don't go to the red spot, we aren't allowed at thered spot. We fly clouds. I went to the red spot. I got red spot poising.I have a red spot that migrated randomly and my veins are yellow. Myboyfriend is Tony the Tiger!" I stopped and laughed. Adam was clutchinghis side and trying to breath.
"This is why they don't let us hang out alone." He said betweenlaughs. Eventually he quieted down and we walked toward the lake.
And then it happened. We were walking toward the lake like I said and thenAdam fell. He tripped over a root, twisted his ankle and landed on apine cone which then promptly lodged itself into his crotch. I stoodstill looking at Adam who was bent over groaning and clutching hiscrotch and his other hand clutching he ankle. And then I laughed. Very,very, very loudly. I was laughing so loud that I didn't hear theapproaching horse. When the rider had gotten off and tapped my shoulderI quieted for a second and then laughed again. I turned around to see avery, very angry Nicole.
"Ohhhh shit." I muttered. Choking when I tried to stop the laugh thatwas bubbling up in my throat.
"Yeah that's right." she pulled her hand back and punched my jaw.
"Damn! No fair I can't hit you!" I whined. Her face darkened. I bolted to the lake. I turned around to look over my shoulder. Nicole was sprinting after me, her skirt hitched up to her knees and her shoe inher hand. She through it and it hit me in the eye.
"OW!!" I shouted. She laughed from behind me. I ran onto the little pier and to the end. I stopped looking around. Nicole slowly steppedforward.
"Fe Fie Fo Fum." she muttered.
"Which beanstalk did you fall from?" I finished. She glared and then in a burst of speed she raced at me and tackled me, we tumbled off ofthe dock. I tried to free my head above the water but Nicole was punchingme down. I kicked out at her but missed. Suddenly the pressure on top ofmy head disappeared. I came for air and tried to catch my breath. Mel was holding Nicole's arm and yelling at her. When Nicole saw me she broke away and tackled me again. I wrestled with her, trying to freemyself. On the beach Adam was on his side swearing and using hisunoccupied arm and his knee moving slowly toward the water, when he gotcloser it became clear that he was shouting:
"Mosh pit! Mosh pit! Let mein!" and waving his hand in the air. That did it. Nicole and I stopped strangling each other and started to laugh. I hugged her briefly and climbed out of the water. Frowning Mel handed me her apron. I wiped myface off on it and then twisted it up. I whipped it at Mel's ass, seeing as she was turned around scolding Adam. It hit her. A loud cracked echoed. She turned around slowly.
"Ethan, did you just do what I think you did?" she asked slowly. I smiled innocently. She lunged for me, but Nicole caught her arms.
"Let me at him! Let me at him!" she shouted.
"Calm down Mel." Nicole soothed. She took a breath.
"Good girl." Nicole let her go. Slowly she came towards me. She stopped in front ofme and reached out to touch my shoulder. With one little tap I went overthe edge...again.
"Aw! Come on Mel!" I whined. She smiled and offered her hand. Igripped it and dragged her in. She growled at me.
"I like 'em feisty!" I said. She smiled.
"Come on Adam, Nicole!" she motioned for them to jump in, and ofcourse they did. I don't know, Adam kinda crawled over and then feel over the edge… We ended up playing chicken.
I think Nice just wanted another excuse to hurt me…
Adam and I were the bases while Mel and Nic were on our shoulders. What do you call them? And why is the game called chicken? Oh just ignore me and my blathering crap that Nicole the beta dudette made me say. Nic was still steamed from me, Mel from me, and Adam from the pine con, poor man.
"Man, I feel for you. I mean, Nic is pretty heavy." I said to Adam as Nic (glaring at me) jumped from the dock onto his shoulders. Adam cringed as she hit his shoulders, one of his hands was still on his crotch and the other went up to support Nic by the ankle but his hand missed and right past her, he lost his balance and Nic want flying off his shoulders. Adam turned to catch her and she ended up kicking him, I think accidentally, in the already tender area. He let out a cry of anguish and Nic fell back on the dock. I laughed my friggin' head off.
In fact I laughed so hard that I lost my balance and Mel and I, she had already been securely on my shoulder, went flying back into the water, only her legs tightened around my neck in the process and she ended up nearly suffocating me under water. As I came up gasping fro air, Mel was over at the dock helping Nic, who was rubbing the back of her head.
"Way to go no kids boy!" Nic yelled at Adam who was floating on his back with both hands on his crotch.
"Why do people gotta kick me when I'm down?" Adam whined. With that Nic's angry face melted into a complete nurturing and caring and compassionate mode. For a moment, I to admit, I was more scared of her than ever. She hopped off the dock and splashed into the water, right next to Adam.
"I'm sorry Adam. Let me help you. It's not your fault." Oh my Gosh!! Compassion from Nic was freakier than rage!
"I don't think you can do anything to help." Adaa chuckled. He sat up and looked at Nic.
"We really just need to get you a straight jacket and a nice fluffy sponge room." Nic said plain and simple to him. He fell over and looked at me who had just been standing there the whole time with a dumb look on my face, like a fish. I realized that Mel had moved back to my side in all of the commotion.
"Well now that Nic has managed to hurt everybody today, can we resume our chicken duel?" I asked assuming a ninja move. All chuckled, except for Nic who's wet normally dirty blond hair was now almost black form the water, who also had hair in her eyes, parted down the middle and her makeup was runnin' giving her the complete emo look. I Shuddered as she glared at me.
"I attract sharks you little bastard." all I could manage was the complete intelligent reply of: "Oh my God! Jaws! Adam save me!" and I jumped into his arms to lighten the moment. I chuckled nervously.
"Oh Ethan, it's just a little guppy!" Adam said with a heroic Hassualhouf look at me.
"Thank you kind sir," I said putting one hand over my heart and the other over my forehead. Adam looked over at me and said. "So the question is, can I have your number?" Nice screamed from behind us.
"So you are cheatin' on me!" Adam, still holding me in his arms, with mine wrapped around his neck looked at the girls, who laughed together and then he joined in as he dropped me unexpectedly into the water I came up with mouth full of ucky lake-water and jumped out of the air, spraying water everywhere and pretending to soar high through the air.
"Free will!" shouted Adam. We all continued out laughing fit as Mel and Nic both hopped onto our shoulders for the first real even in the chicken Olympics. Needless to say, Mel and I won! Hahahahahahah take that Nic! Ahhhh!! MEDIC!!
XoxOxoX (
Still Ethan's pov! Changes in the next scene! Yay!)
The day for the Ball from Hell finally arrived and needless to say I was quaking in my boots. Oh how I didn't want to go! I mean seriouslywhat was the point? I moped around the castle grounds all day. Mel caught up with me around fivish.
"Hey Ethan! I have to go and help the princess get ready...don'tforget seven o'clock." she said, and ruffled my hair when she ran by. I muttered something after her.
"Hey Ethan! Lets meet at the stables at midnight! Okay?" she called back to me. I waved my hand in acknowledgement and walked toward the gardens. Adam was somewhere and Nic was off getting ready for the ball. Why did they need two hours to get ready anyways? I mean sure it was a masquerade on Halloween night.
I sat on a bench surrounded by daisies and lilies. I wondered briefly what Helga and Olga were gonnabe... I drifted off to sleep.
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The clock chiming six o'clock woke me up.
I jumped with a start andlooked down at my appearance.
Damnit! Where's a fairy when ya need one? I yelled up to the faint stars.
"Oh cruel universe if you gave me a fairy godmother or somethingplease send her now!" my hands feel to my sides. And a second later a silver mist filled the garden. I started to cough. Damn mist.
"No, no, no. I said three-" an Italian accented voice said and thencut off. In front of me floated a man in a pen stripe suit with a bowlerhat with a red carnation attached to it. In his arms was a white fluffy cat that he was stroking.
"What do ya need?" he asked with a raised brow.
"Who are you?"
"You Ethan?" This dude looked like a chipmunk with something in it's cheeks. Marsh-mellows? I want some! Stay on task Ethan!
I nodded my head.
"I'm your fairy godfather." he sighed.
"Cool!"
"Actually I prefer MafiaFather, but anyways, what do ya need?"
"A masquerade outfit for the ball."
"Yeah yeah okay." he grumbled. And waved his hand. I ran to thef ountain.
"Harry Potter?" I asked shocked. Yup scar glasses and all. Whop de do.(Yeah ya know how i'm talking about the magic all that time? well rodent boy over there would gimme any! Damn bastard!)
"What? don't sound so ungrateful" he yelled.
"Well I'm wearing school robes"! I shouted he sighed and clicked hisfingers. Suddenly I was in a black tux with a white carnation through a button hole.
"I look like Potter still, don't I?" I asked him.
"Listen here kid! Shut it or you'll be sleeping with the fishiestonight! And remember, you hit me-we hit you!" I snapped my mouth shut and waved him off. He disappeared assuddenly as he had come. With a sigh I went to the ball.
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(hehe, long one!)
A/N okay extremely long author's note filled with such and such, a lot of it important. And you legal peoples-look after all of my blather, mk? Okay so first order of business is I go back to school in two weeks so updates will be sorta rare for a while. Nicole wanted to say hi and for all of you readers that liked this story a lot, we are doing another one! Check my profile to find out what it is about! Okay, so sadly we are winding down here, I'm gussin' two to three more chapters until it is over. But if we get enough people that pm us, review us or contact us in other ways, yelling at us to continue, then we shall! Okay, the ball scene next. And btw guys, Ethan being a brainless boy forgot to mention that it is a masquerade ball! Okay legal crap:
I don't own Harry Potter, coz if I did I wouldn't be writin' on this site, duh!
I don't own the godfather or the sleeping with the fishes line, but I do own the fishies part!
I don't own Freddy vs. Jason and other related themes, but I do own Freddi the crab and Jason the crab.
I don't own Voldemort, I own MoldyVort though.
I don't own Charlie and the banana king-I don't even know who owns that crap anyways.
Also, I don't own Meet the Spartans, therefore give them credit for the "yo momma" joke (idk if I had to put that, I just don't feel like getting sued today.)
I sorta won the Jupiter part, it was a skit on SNL. Apart from the lines "I'm from Jupiter, My boyfriend is Tony the Tiger" I own the rest of the lines though!
I don't own the tree elves on crack that like to make sound- Nicole does.
And finally The Croc Hunter- May he rest in peace and God bless his soul.
Phew!
Okay so I'm going to put the answer to the question "If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound?" in the beginning of the next chapter, so try to answer it, shoot me the answer in a pm or review and I'll hmmm…I will dedicate the chapter at the very top to the people that were close! Thanks guys!
Song to check out: Handlebars by the Flobots
Book to check out: Wildwood Dancing by Juliet Marillier
Movie to check out: The Dark Knight(-hint, hint) and Disney's Hercules!
This Chapter's Fanfic story to check out: Ghost by teardrop456. Thanks guys!