A/N: I've had this idea sitting around in my pretty little head forever, so I finally decided to use it.

Chapter 14

A week had passed, and Sarah was planning yet another party. Everyone was lounging by the pool and drinking soda. The radio was blasting techno, and they were having the time of their life.

Sarah frowned in concentration and scratched something down with her pencil, then jumped up and ran inside the house screaming, "ZAAAAAA!!! I'VE GOT IT!!"

Marcus looked away from his comic book and stuck his thumb at the direction where Sarah had left. "What's with her?" Silas shrugged. "Oh, you know Sarah, every few days she'll be running somewhere, yelling something."

A few minutes later, she came out and said excitedly, "I've got a great idea! You know how we have to wait for the piranhas to breed before we can do the big prank?" Everyone nodded slowly. "Well, there's a party coming up, and I've decided that will b e the opening of our new webshow!"

Everyone's jaws dropped. "Webshow? That's the smartest thing you've said all day," said Koran, lowering his sunglasses slightly. "Finally, something we can do. Your cousins are about to explode from all those pranks we played on them. And Sep has asked me if you can not lay any on him until the replaces the windows and gets rid of the honey and black bears. Oh, and he doesn't want you to feed Spit Fyre anymore, either." Sarah rolled her eyes.

"I suppose he's still angry about the sugar incident."

"What are we going to do on our webshow?" asked Nora. "Oh, we'll do stupid stuff, make jokes, and prank people and film it," said Sarah happily. "Dance, party, sing, and put up funny videos." "Sounds interesting," commented Rian. "All we need is a video camera and a laptop. Oh, and some cables and wires and stuff." "I'll check the house" said Milo, and raced inside.

Everyone slurped his or her 128-ounce blue raspberry Icees while waiting. Milo came out with a checklist. "We have almost everything. I looked it up and we need some stuff." Sarah clapped her hands. "Sounds like a plan. Gang, gather round."

"Alright, Milo, you handle the cables and wires." He nodded and took his page. "Marcus and Silas, get the wallpaper and props. You know, cool stuff." They saluted and took their page, scanning it. She pointed at Nora. "Nora, the lights." She tore off her page and tucked it in her pocket. "Koran, go find a room in the Palace that no one's living in and clean all the stuff out of it." "Oh, of course, I get the most boring job" he grumbled. "Rian, the downstairs walk-in closet has all the cameras. Test them and take the best one up to the room that Koran's working on." He grinned in response. Sarah then tapped herself on the head. "I'll go buy us a site. If anyone needs anything from anyone else, call him or her. Move out!"

Milo was digging around in a big box of wires. After only finding one of the three that he needed, he ran down the street to "Technology Unlimited" and bought them.

Marcus and Silas took a taxi downtown to a big Home Décor store, which they promptly found fascinating. There were carpets, flooring, wood, wallpaper…

They decided on a giant smiley face carpet to hang on the wall and purchased a disco dance floor. For the rest of the wall, they got dog shadow prints on a pale yellow background.

Nora found a store that sold lamps and lights. She got some lights with black stands and bases, and two multicolored disco balls. She met up with her brothers and they bought the props together: a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, a 58" screen TV, four bean bags (rainbow), some of those big bouncy balls that are supposed to be used for exercise but they're not, and a remote that you could program.

As Koran found a nice, big, empty room, and started to clean it out, Rian was going through cameras. He ended up with two, a mammoth one and a yay-big one. He decided on the yay-big and started to fiddle with it to learn how it worked.

Sarah had quickly purchased a web site, and was now decorating it. With a flourish, she clicked on the 'enter' button, and it popped up. At the top of the screen it read, "iBRoyal" and then listed all their names and what they did. There was a space for comments, a little drop-down list where older shows would go, and of course a big empty space for the newest show.

Grinning like an idiot, she quickly called all her relatives and friends. "It's done" she told them. "Koran, give me directions to the room and I'll get the laptop in." "Righto" he replied. "Fourth floor, 3rd room on the right of the elevator." "Excellent. Everyone to that room."

No surprise, she got there first, and Rian had just run in. He was playing his DS and his PSP at the same time. Koran was just flicking some plaster around. He looked up when she came in, and remarked, "Did you know that half of these old buildings are spackle? No knife-throwing, kay?" Sarah crossed her arms. "The Palace is not spackle, that stuff was added later when the walls started to crumble and it cost $3000 a day to actually rebuild them. Spackle was the cheapest decision."

"And since when have the Royal families cared about price?" asked Rian as he multitasked. "Before I showed up" said Sarah proudly.

She has a bit of a superiority complex, doesn't she?

Yes, she does. In fact, most people have a superiority complex. Your narrator for instance.

The narrator, in the form of a gray dog with numerous strange markings, walked out. She scratched her head as she contemplated a piece of paper, erased something, and asked Sarah, "If you were to fill an entire building with liquid, what would you use?" "Definitely Dr. Pepper" said Sarah with a nod. Your narrator wrote something, grinned, said "Thanks" to Sarah, and left the set.

Immediately afterwards, everyone else ran in. Milo clapped his hands, and then turned around and made an "over here" gesture. All the stuff was dropped off, and the seven kids eyed it, knowing it was home decorating time.

After about 30 minutes, they were done. Sarah nodded in approval. "Wonderful work, everyone." Rian bowed mockingly. Finally, they could start.

Once they hooked up all the wires, that is.

Marcs volunteered to run the camera this show, so he sat down in a rolling chair behind the desk and pressed a button. "And we're on in...three…two…one!"

Sarah greeted their watchers with a loud, "Hello, everyone, and welcome to the very first live broadcast of iBRoyal, the show where you can see us do stupid and hilarious hijinks!

"Sarah, that's not a word!" yelled the narrator from her computer screen. "See, it's got the little lines under it! The red ones!"

"It's a word if I say it's a word!" Sarah shouted back. "I'm royalty, and you're not, so it's a word!"

Your narrator rolled her eyes, blue now that she was a human again, and kept typing.

"Anyway, today, as the welcoming of our new show, we're going to play a little game! Koran get your butt over here." He shambled over. Sarah grinned widely and she twitched her nose.

This was a signal for Nora to turn on the spotlight. It shone down on our Apprentice friend. "Anyone who can guess his favorite juice drink gets to have us throw rotten vegetables at him!" said Sarah gleefully. Koran's jaw dropped in horror.

Their phones began ringing. Everyone except Marcus and Koran picked up a phone.

"Apple!" "Cranberry!" "Grape!" "Orange!" "Passion fruit!"

"That's it!" crowed Sarah. And she chucked a moldy tomato at Koran's head.

It hit him with a loud splatter and he grumbled loudly.

Apparently your narrator forgot that tomatoes are actually fruits. Did you know that corn is actually a grain? Weird, huh?

"Now, whoever can guess his most ultimate, most secret dream? We'll throw a cabbage at him this time!"

She held it up. It was covered in dirt and worms were in the dirt.

"CABBAGE!!" screamed a random voice.

The phones rang again.

"To fly!" "To get rich!" "To finally beat one of you in something!" "To not have vegetables thrown at him!" "I can't tell because he told me to keep it secret, and kids, stop throwing vegetables."

Sarah held the phone away. "Uncle Sep, you're clogging the phone line!" she complained. "I don't care, I'm not getting off until you promise not to throw vegetables" came his stern voice. Sarah rolled her eyes. "Fine, we won't throw vegetables of any kind." "Good." And Septimus hung up.

A sly grin lit Sarah's features. "Change of plans, audience. If you can guess Koran's favorite eye color, we chuck a bucket of chum and fish heads on him." "Where'd we get chum and fish heads?" asked Silas, scratching his head. Sarah shrugged. "Found it at the boatyard. It's not like anyone wants it."

The phones rang for the third time. "Green!" "Blue!" "Yellow!" "Orange!" "Red!" "Brown!" "Gray!" "Hazel!" "Black!"

Nothing happened.

Milo turned to Sarah. "Wait, we never found out his favorite eye color." She shrugged again. "Well, it's got to be one of those."

"No, it's not!" Koran blurted out, looking disgusted at the thought of chum and fish heads.

Everyone looked at him. "Then what is it?" asked Rian, his eyebrows raised.

He struggled to find one, glancing around, and he settled on "Ermm…grass?" "That's green" said Sarah, who was gazing off into space. "No, that's not it! It's….uh…white?"

"But nobody has white eyes" said Marcus from behind the camera. He signaled to Silas to dangle the bucket of fish stuff dangerously over Koran's head.

"What's left…what's left…" he muttered in a wild tone. Then a phone rang.

"Is it purple?" asked the caller. Nobody noticed that a certain someone had left the set.

Koran was panicking. Everyone was waiting.

"NO!!" he screamed. "I DON'T HAVE A FREAKING FAVORITE EYE COLOR!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

And with that he raced out of the room.

Nobody spoke.

Then, the lights went out and the disco ball started flashing as a deep voice said, "And now, the Awkward Silence song!!"

"How did that turn on?!" yelled Sarah over the loud chorus of "AWKWARD SILENCE!! Awkward silence, awkward silence…AWKWARD SILENCE!!" The certain someone had gotten back onto the set and shook their head. "I dunno!"

But they all started dancing. Sarah looked at her watch and shouted, "We're out of time, lardies and germs, so we'll see you next week on…"

All six of them screamed, "iBRoyal!!!!" And before the camera closed down, Milo yelled, "Random flashy things!" and Marcus yelled back, "Computer documents!"

A code, or just being boys? I don't know, they boggle my mind.

They struggled to turn off the Awkward Silence song, and when they managed it, they slumped in a heap and panted.

"That was wild" commented Silas. "Agreed" wheezed Rian.

"I wonder if Koran's favorite eye color actually is purple" remarked Marcus to Milo. Milo shrugged (they do that a lot in this chapter, don't they?) and said, "It's kinda weird, though. I mean, who has purple eyes?"

And a certain someone smiled smugly when no one else noticed.

As two kids, one black- and one tawny-haired, ran into each other right outside of the Palace.

A/N: Wow, that was a long update. God, I really apologize, but what with school, choir, and drawing, I've really had no time. I like drawing and writing equally, I can't choose one over the other, but I've just had no motivation or ideas. Hopefully other updates will come faster.
Yes, I like referring to myself. The dog was my fursona, Mija, whom you can find at my deviantART account (I am Jupiter-Wolf).
He he. I love these awkward moments/humor suspense things.
The Awkward Silence song was actually something that Mcpooky and I came up with about a year ago. We've loved it forever.
Anyway, reviews are lovee, until next time-
Wolf/Jupiter/Mija/Skye.