Well, this update actually came earlier than I expected...probably because of my writers block on TOC :/
This is off topic, but my nails are now a shiny silver! 8D They're so awelysomesauce!
This December chap is a little early because there will be a lot of drama in December :3 what with snow, eggnog, and Christmas, these next few chapters are going to be chock-filled with food fun, snow fun, and, of course, more awkwardness and teenager confusion! Oh, happy days!
Mcpooky, you now share a birthday with Nora, Silas, and Marcus ^^ Thank you for being the best buddies ever.
Chapter 16
About two weeks had passed since the RRs built Steve. It was the beginning of December in the Castle, and you know what that means.
You don't? All right, I'll tell you.
Three words: Holidays, snow, and presents.
Sarah woke up at 6:00 one December morning, and pressed her nose against the window.
Soft white flakes were falling, and the ground was carpeted with white.
"IT'S SNOWING!!!!" she screamed loudly.
Every other kid was also screaming, "IT'S SNOWING, IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!"
After a quick breakfast, the five kids went out to…uh…work.
Milo was scanning a large area with heat-sensory goggles.
"Brrr. Brrr. Brrr. Brr...ah, heat."
He gave a thumbs up to a tree beside him. Where someone was, of course, ready to throw a snowball.
WHACK! "OW!!"
The five enjoyed a good guffaw before Nora's phone rang.
"Its just you and me, and all of the people with nothing to do, nothing to lose, and that's you and me, and all of the people, and I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you"—"Hello?"
Nora's eyes widened with interest. Then she grinned. "Excellent. When can we pick them up? In one hour? All right, can I have the address?"
Marcus passed her a pen and paper as she wrote it down. "Okay, we'll be there in an hour. Thank you."
She hung up. Everyone was on her at once. "Who was it? Who was it?"
"The TNT, dynamite, and various other explosives" said Nora. "What did you want to do with it, Sarah?"
Everyone turned to look at her. She opened her mouth and was about to speak when her phone rang.
"Things are so much harder now no matter how I try, junkyard days and toxic waste still love is on my mind; I can see the ledge now, the Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind), well if you call this living, I just wanna hang my head and cry"—"'Ello, you have reached The Everything Store. You want it, we have it."
She rolled her eyes at the others as they stifled chuckles. "No, I'm not an employee, I'm the boss. And just for calling, I'm going to have to sue you."
Silas and Marcus had fallen over. They were shaking with suppressed laughter. Nora kicked both of them.
"I don't care if this is a wrong number. No, I don't care who your mentor is. So shut up and give me your address and your lawyer's name. You don't have a lawyer? Looks like you're guilty of clogging up my phone line. You owe me $1,000,000."
Now everyone was laughing.
"Sheesh, Koran, you're so gullible. Honestly. It's Sarah, you idiot. What do you want?"
She stiffened. The others craned over to hear what he was saying.
When she spoke again her voice was forced calm. "I know that. And you're right to be pissed at him. But that doesn't mean you have to call me, I can figure that out by myself. Is there anything else? Oh, okay. When's he coming back? Christmas? Cool. We're gonna have a massive party. Oh, Snacking Cousins and Nora's birthday is the 3rd of January. We're not gonna combine New Year's and birthday parties, we're just going to have two parties within the space of three days. You like that? Good. You're not off today? Ah well. When are you off? Okay, see you tomorrow. Bye."
She hung up. Now everyone was asking her about that conversation.
Sarah took a deep breath and answered: "Rack thinks that Koran is a rival, but he thinks that's stupid, and he told Rack he didn't want to be enemies, so now they have a truce, oh, and Rian's going to school until Christmas, then he'll be gone until May, and we're going to have three parties for Christmas, New Years, and you three's birthday, so it's going to be pretty hectic, oh and Steve is helping Koran with some homework, so that's why we haven't seen him all day."
She took another deep breath. Everyone was staring at her. Nora smirked widely. Sarah noticed.
"What're you grinning about?" she asked her cousin cautiously. "Oh…nothing" she said with a bigger smug look spreading across her face.
Sarah frowned. "Excuse us, boys."
She grabbed Nora by the arm and led her over to a bush.
"You've been acting funny for a while now" she hissed. "What's going on, Nora?"
Nora gave her a knowing look and said matter-of-factly, "Well, I can't tell you. You would kill me if I did. You would kill me so hard, I'd probably die twice."
Sarah rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Nora continued. "You see, I am amazingly perceptive. Sometimes I can tell what people are thinking. Or I can name their words before they say them. Or even swap what people say with what they really think about whatever they're saying. For instance, when we decided to bring Rian with us on our trip to Great-Aunt Zelda's, Rack told us it would be okay. However, I could tell he was thinking, 'Oh for the love of God, another freaking rival.' And then he said…well, I won't repeat it exactly, as it was pretty rude, but—"
Sarah was ignoring her cousin. She was fuming. Rack, however useful he was, could sometimes be a pain in the $$. He couldn't have a friendship with any boy that wasn't related to Sarah, because he considered them all "rivals". She would have to confront him once and for all, sometime this week.
And Nora practically heard her thoughts. "You know, talking's not the only option." Her eyes were gleaming with amusement. Sarah looked at her suspiciously. "You could always just—"
But this time Sarah intercepted Nora's thoughts. "No. Absolutely not. I'm just going to tell him, and if he gets hurt, it's not on my conscience."
Nora rolled her eyes. "Because you don't have one?" Sarah nodded and said proudly, "I feel no guilt for anything. Ask Milo."
The two of them went back to the others and they continued to hammer random people with snowballs. But Sarah was feeling a bit odd. As if she was denying something that could destroy her if she left it alone too long.
Your narrator is incredibly good at building suspense, but terrible at subtlety.
So if you're already guessing what's going on, don't spoil it for everyone else.
A loud crash sounded as a large textbook hit the wall.
"ERRRRRGH!!" Steve checked his watch. "You have 45 more minutes." "ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!!!!!!"
Steve looked sternly down at one of his creators. "Screaming doesn't help. Just calm down and think."
Koran buried his face in his hands. He was having a bit of a hard time in Wizarding History; he had to write an entire essay on the effects of the wizards in the 1800s, including wizards from the other minor countries. He had gotten his way through the 10s, the 20s, the 30s, and the 40s, but was stuck on he year 1854, in which a wizard named Oswald Blake successfully managed to complete the first Backwards Spell. He had to copy down every single thing that went in place to write a Backwards Spell, then do it and record his results, but the book wasn't very good at describing it.
Steve picked up the book and turned back to the page. "Let's try it again. You wrote a shapeshifting backwards spell; try it out on the pencil again."
Koran gave a huge sigh, then recited the words in a bored, desperate tone. "Eb ouy llams, eb ouy gib, eb ouy kaew ro eb ouy taerg, tfihsepahs otni tahw I yas; Nep!"
He was trying to turn it into a pen. The pencil rose into the air, hovered for a second, then grew little stick legs and started tap-dancing.
Koran groaned again. "What am I doing wrong?!" Steve scanned the book page. "Ah, I found it. You have to pronounce each word backwards as well, otherwise it will do something completely random."
So Koran tried pronouncing the words backwards as he said them. It took him three tries, but then finally the pencil rose, hovered, then changed smoothly into a black pen.
"YESSS!!!" he cheered. Then his phone rang.
"Show me how to lie, you're getting better all the time, and turning all against one isn't all that's hard to change"—"Hello?"
The voice on the line said, "Open your window and stick your head out."
He rolled his eyes, but complied.
The bright light made him squint. He looked around, saw nothing, and was about to retreat into his rooms when a snowball hit him in the face.
"Aww, I'm gonna kill you guys!!" he yelled out the window. He swore he heard them laughing.
He wiped the snow off his face and closed the window. "Who was it?" asked Steve.
"The originals" he grunted, then erased a few lines of his paper to put in the pronouncing line.
45 minutes later, Septimus came in. "Knock knock!" he sang loudly. Koran jumped out of his chair and it tipped over with a CRASH!
Koran looked up at Septimus. "Never do that again" he growled. Septimus looked over Koran's work. "Hmm…hmmm…hmmmmmmm….good, you've gotten far. You'll continue this tomorrow. Now go have some fun."
Koran grinned. "Can I take my snow cannon you gave me as a present?" "Sure, go ahead. You'll need it."
So, armed with a snow cannon and his wits, Koran set off down the street.
Everything was strangely quiet. Koran was suspicious. Normally, he would be hearing the shouts, screams, and laughs of kids on a snow day.
He muttered something under his breath, and then he vanished.
Invisible, he looked around. Unfortunately, he still left footprints.
WHACK!! "OW!" he yelled, and rubbed the back of his head. He frowned and turned around. No one.
Just in case, he shot snow in that direction with the cannon. Nothing.
He looked at the ground. No footprints but his own.
Then a truckload of snow fell on his head.
"HEY!" he shouted. His voice was muffled by the snow. "Hrrmmm…" he grumbled, and pushed the snow off. He quickly walked out of the area. He almost succeeded.
About ¾ of the way there, the ground broke and he fell in another pile of snow. "THAT DOES IT!!"
He heard laughing. Pissed, he aimed his snow cannon at the sky.
FOOM!
There was a thump as something fell. More laughing, and then the thing that fell became visible. It was Milo.
His black hair was everywhere, snow was plastered to his clothes, and it was probably all down his back, but he was still chortling loudly.
Koran shot more snow into the sky. Four more thumps, and then the others were visible.
"Hey, be thankful we didn't wait to use explosives" said Sarah with a wicked grin.
Koran used this face: -_O
I don't know how to describe that face.
"Explosives?"
Nora looked at her watch. "Oh, I've got to go pick them up. Marcus, come on."
They took off. The other four kids decided to take a break and go watch TV.
While they were watching Family Guy reruns, Sarah had a sly idea. She "disappeared" for a few minutes and came back with some cabbage stew. Then she went into the room directly above Milo, Silas, and Koran, and cut a hole in the floor.
Right above Koran's head.
Hoo boy.
She grabbed a sheet of light metal and bent it into a cylinder. Then she whispered a Seal and an Enlarge.
Sarah lowered the cylinder so that it was directly over Koran's head. If the others noticed, they didn't care. Then she poured the cabbage soup into the cylinder.
SPLAT!
"AAAAH!"
The two boys were roaring with laughter as Koran spit cold cabbage stew out of his mouth. Sarah jumped down from the hole and promptly fell over laughing.
Koran turned to face her. Furious, he pointed at her. "YOU!" he yelled. "YOU SUCK!!"
Sarah managed to sit up, though she was still laughing.
Koran now proceeded to quote from Monty Python. "I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU ANYMORE, YOU EMPTY-HEADED ANIMAL! I FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION!!"
Sarah fell over again, and the boys started kicking out wildly as their laughing came in short bursts.
Koran continued shouting. "YOUR MOTHER IS A HAMSTER AND YOUR FATHER SMELT OF ELDERBERRIES!"
He panted for a moment, then stuck his finger in Sarah's face and yelled "I! HATE! YOU!!!!"
Then he ran out and slammed the door.
Milo and Silas finally got up and recovered from near hyperventilation. "So, yeah, that was uncalled for, but incredibly hilarious" gasped Silas. Sarah grinned, then her face fell. "I wonder if he was really mad."
Meanwhile, Koran had rolled in the snow to get the cabbage stew off of him, then went into the house. He found a bathroom and toweled off. Then he slapped his forehead. He had left his shirt on the deck.
Carefully, he wrapped the towel around him and went out of the bathroom quietly. He just rounded a corner when he ran into Sarah.
Let me again use an emoticon to describe his face: ._.
He blinked.
Then he screamed. Screamed and screamed until he fainted with a THUD.
Sarah looked down, then she shrugged. "He's the maid's problem now."
A/N: Awkward moments, plz? :3
I have actually never seen Monty Python XD I may rent it tonight, though.
Koran hates homework. I do too.
Oh, yush, I may begin Nightmares soon. I haven't found any other MxJ (Michael Jackson XD) shippers, though D:
I have decided that my friends Cassidy and Nicole will share a birthday with Milo and Sarah. I actually just forgot their birthday D: I know it's sometime in Spring, though. I'll ask them Monday.
I've also decided to reply to my reviewers via story! So if you review, I will thank you and perhaps start a conversation :D
Until next time I update, reviews are lovee,
Skye/Mija/10
P.S. 10 is my "9" dog fursie :3 I just made her up today. She's awesome.