A/N Did yoooooooooooooou miss me? I know frank and Joe didn't! Moohoohahahahahaha!
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Disclaimer: I own nothing I have some zappoli though! Good zappoli.
Angelica's POV!!!
"Welcome back to I'm in Charge. Bring me Frank and Joe." I commanded gesturing to the nearest worker dude to drag Frank and Joe in. "I'mmmmmmmmmmmm bacckkkkkkkkk" I say grinning evilly at the scared looking boys.
"Noooooo."
"Don't you mean YES!"
"Nooooo."
"I think you're a bit confused. But moving on today I will be teaching you how to SEW! YAY SEWING! By the way Happy St. Joseph's day. At the end of the show their will be Zappoli for everyone! YAY Zappoli!"
"What's zappoli? And who's St. Joseph?" Joe asked.
"I'm not talking to you. Frank answer him."
"Zappoli is an Italian pastry commonly eaten on St. Joseph's Day, it is sometimes called a St. Joseph's Cake, St. Joseph is Mary's husband and is sort of the Italian patron saint like St. Patrick is for the Irish."
"St. Patrick keeps overshadowing poor St. Joseph. GO ST. JOSEPH! Anyway back to sewing, as I've told you some other day which I cannot remember I'm in fashion class, it's oodles and oodles of fun and I think I should share that fun! So, bring in the sewing machines!" I exclaim gesturing at another worker dude who brings in three sewing machines which are on tables. Two other worker dudes force Frank and Joe to sit down in the chairs. "Okay first things first pick up your bobbin and bobbin case." I say slowly waiting for them to do it.
"What's a bobbin?" Joe asks.
"The silver circular thing-a-ma-bob." I answer.
"Oh…okay."
"Now place the bobbin on the silver peg thing on top of the machine, slide it over and then placing your thread in the thread holder lace the thread clockwise through the circular thread guide, then pull the thread through the top of the bobbin. Now push down the peddle!" After about oh twenty minutes or so they manage to complete this task. "Now put the bobbin in the bobbin case and the bobbin case in the bobbin case holder and thread the thread through the thread guides. And then we make purses!"
"I don't wanna make a purse." Joe complained.
"Shut up Joe she has something sharp in her hands!"
"Listen to your brother." I say snapping my scissors open and shut.
"I love purses…yeah." Joe answered nervously backing away.
"Okay now um cut the fabric in a square only go in at the bottom."
"What's she talking about?" Joe hissed.
"No talking."
"But…"
"Shh."
"But I need to ask…"
"Quiet!"
"But…"
"Be quiet he who violates the sanctity of holidays."
"What?!"
"Be quiet before I feed you to the fish.'
"He's sewn his hand to the fabric." I looked over and sure enough Joe was rapidly losing color in his face as he looked at his fabric which was turning a red no more of an orangeish color or maybe rust? Perhaps brown.
"That reminds me of a story! Squee! So, um this one time I forget when, I was talking to this one girl I forget who and we were sewing something I forget what and then what was I talking about???"
"Sewing." Frank supplied.
"Yes, sewing, wait didn't I tell you to be quiet?"
"No, you told Joe to be quiet."
"Oh, okay, so yeah I was sewing this um thing and I somehow managed to SEW the PRESSER FOOT to the FABRIC! Do you have any idea how much that defies the laws of sewing?"
"Um…no?"
"The needle moves up and down, right?"
"I think I'm going to pass out." I glanced at Joe with disinterest and then turned back to Frank.
"Yeah…" Frank answered.
"Well in order to sew the presser foot to the fabric it has to move SIDE to SIDE!"
"Oh…funny."
"Exactly!" I then having finished my conversation with Frank glanced at Joe again who was slumped over the machine hold on while I check his pulse. Okay, there's a pulse. Yeah, so he's slumped over at the machine but the coolest thing is he's doing a great zig-zag practical stitch hem! Although he should really be doing a straight stitch. "Joe? Joe???" I call he must have hit his head on the stitch setting when he passed out. I shrugged and turned back to Frank. "Do you know how they get those itty-bitty little M's on the M&M's?"
"Well I was reading up and that and apparently…"
"Is he supposed to do that?" I ask looking semi-interested over at Joe who had fallen off the chair dragging the machine with him which amazingly landed on the ground next to him rather then his head…how odd.
"Whoa look at the colors!" Joe exclaims dragging himself off the ground and teetering around the room.
"What colors?" I ask excitedly
"The colors."
"Oh. The colors." I say nodding significantly.
"Focus people." Frank exclaimed.
"ABCDEFG…Gummy Bears are chasing me…one is red…one is blue…the yellow one just stole my shoe…ABCDEFG…Gummy bears are chasing me!"
A/N not sure what I think of this chapter. But if you review you will get virtual zappoli!
