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Pops was faced with a conundrum of sorts.
In exactly five days, it would be THE day. The day, every year, he held a get-together of sorts for the employees. It was different each time. The last one, he invited everyone out to Crimson Crab. The one before that, he hosted a mini-olympics.
This year, he didn't know what to do.
"We could... No that's dreadful." Another idea, scrapped.
"Maybe- no, too dangerous." And FLUSH goes the toilet.
"Or even a... Absolutely not! Much to frightening." Raining on that parade. He forgets how terrified of clowns everyone is.
Pops paced his room, desperately searching for some form of inspiration. So many ideas, but not a single one calling out to him like he needed. Abandoning his futile attempts, he decided to get some lunch and relax a bit.
As he left his room, he heard Luna's voice from an open door. Intruiged by the words, the lollipop man listened carefully.
"-and then we locked ourselves in the school and played video games all night!" Luna laughed as she spoke, making the words a tad bit hard to understand.
"I know! We would've been in trouble, if not for it being June and us being seniors."
"I know right?"
"I mean, what would they do, expell us?" Charlotte laughter joined her friends. "I swear, that lock-in was the most fun we'd ever had. Playing video games and feasting on junk-food and soda... Epic yes."
"Fur sure."
Forgetting completely about lunch, Pops' mind whirred, working on the idea the girls unwittingly gave him. This years event would be jolly good.
Jolly good indeed.
"What's this?" Benson asked as a formal invitation fluttered to the table in front of him. He uncrossed his legs and set his coffee down to inspect the ivory envelope.
"It looks like an invitation, Benny." Charlotte giggle across from him. She had mirrored his movements; setting down her coffee mug to pick up the paper that had landed by her.
Benson scowled, only succeeding in making her giggle more. "I told you, Benny is not my name."
Pops chuckled in that odd way of his before interrupting them. "It's a proposal I give you to attend this years bonanza. In four days, I shall hold it here!"
"Is this a tradition with you guys?" Charlotte asked. She had carefully opened the letter (a feat for her, since she somehow always found a way to rip an envelope) and was reading it.
"Yeah, every year Pops throws a little get-together for the gang."
Pops went into great detail, telling Charlotte about every single event he'd ever hosted. She listened, as focused as the guys had ever seen her.
"Sounds fun!"
"I do hope so. This year, I've decided on a quaint little lock-in!"
"Pops, I am SO there."
Five days later, the lock-in was upon them. Pops had invited Skips, Benson, Charlotte, Mordecai, Luna, Rigby, Muscle Man ("You know who ELSE gets invited to things?"), and High-Five Ghost. All agreed to come, except one.
Unfortunatly, High-Five Ghost couldn't make it - he had a court appearance to try and get his brother out of a ten-year sentance.
No matter! thought Pops as he entered the house carrying a large paper bag followed by Charlotte and Benson, each carrying their own bag.
They had returned from the store, stocking up on chips&dip, soda, and video games. Charlotte had offered to help him carry things, and Benson... Well, he was supposed to be finishing up some paperwork. He wasn't sure HOW those two always roped him into things.
"Today's lock-in will be a smash!" Squealed Pops as he set his bag on the kitchen table.
Charlotte was putting sodas in the fridge to cool as she answered. "I'm sure it'll be amazing, Pops. Right, Benny?"
"Of course." He didn't bother to correct her this time as he stored the chips.
"Oh, I do hope so. Thank you for arranging the groceries in the cupboards for me, I will go set up the game systems!"
Benson chuckled at the man's youthly exuberance. After he finished putting things away, he walked out to where Pops was probably in need of help.
Charlotte stayed in the kitchen, helping herself to a cup of coffee. She heard an aggrivated yelp from the living room and went to investigate.
Somehow, in the minute he'd been in there, Pops had entangled Benson in the Zbox wires. She leaned against the wall, sipping coffee and trying not to laugh. He glared at her, causing giggles to bubble out of her mouth.
Angrily blushing Benson was way too cute!
With one last round of laughter, she placed her coffee on a nearby table and help to untangle him.
"No! Turn turn turn- left, you idiot! NO! Not the cows!" Luna cried out pitfully when her and Rigby's kart crashed into a cow. They were partners on NarioKart; Rigby drove and she threw items (and directions at him).
"Maybe if you wouldn't shriek in my ear!" Rigby yelled back. She was leaning on his head, so he wasn't joking.
"Maybe if you could learn to DRIVE!"
"Hey! I can drive. It'd be easier if you weren't on my HEAD!"
"Doesn't look like it. And I'm not moving so suck it up!"
"Shut up! Jeez, you guys sound like a old married couple." Charlotte then proceeded to ram her kart into theirs before passing. Now in the lead, she and Benson high-fived. One more lap, and they would win. "Who's going' up against us next, Benny?"
He didn't have time to answer, because at that point, the power went out!
The two in the lead grumbled about the cheating power, while the rest were only upset because they couldn't see.
"Aw man, who turned out the lights?" Muscle Man voice cut in. A thud was heard, followed by two groans of pain.
"Sorry, Skips." Apparently, Mordecai had collided with the yeti.
"No prob."
Benson spoke in the dark silence. "Does anyone know where a flashlight is?"
No one said anything as the felt around the living room (and accidentally, once or twice, each other) for one. It's wasn't until about a minute had passed that Charlotte giggled.
"Duh, I have a tiny one on my jeans!" She removed a tiny, piggy-shaped light from her belt loop. Pressing a small button, two twin beams of blue-ish light shot out from the piggy's snout - along with irritating snorts. "It gets really annoying, but bear with me. Does anyone know where candles are?"
Rigby grabbed the small animal-light from her and raced into the kitchen, pig noises still going strong. He returned quickly with a lighter and some candles.
Luna took the lighter from him, saying she didn't trust him with it, and lit the wicks as he placed them all on the table.
When all of them had tiny flames, the room was bathed in a soft golden glow. Pops eyes grew sad; with no video games, what would they do at his party. Expressing his concerns, everyone set their minds to work trying to come up with something.
The female raccoon glanced mischeviously around the room, figuring out what game they could play. "Why not... Truth or dare?"
Charlotte laughed. "That's so high school of you." Luna flipped her off.
"Dude, yeah!" Mordecai and Rigby said at the same time.
Rigby puffed out his chest with pride. "I bet I could do any dare given."
"Yeah?" The blue jay scoffed and folded his wings.
"That sounds like a challenge, man. You gonna challenge the Rigster?"
"I think I'm CHALLENGING the Rigster."
The gang watched on, the idea sounding okay. Skips shrugged. "Eh, what the hay. Sounds fun."
Muscle Man pointed at the argueing best friends. "I'll beat those two losers! You know who ELSE could beat them? MY MOM! Count this dude in."
Charlotte and Pops giggled as they both agreed to play. Benson however, was not diggin' it. As they started to sit in a circle, he stayed still. Charlotte didn't sit at she spoke to him.
"Why not, Benny?"
"Because it's a childish game."
Charlotte placed her hands on her hips and raised one brow, a smile playing on her lips. "But your so good at NarioKart, and that's for kids."
"Whatever, I just don't feel like playing now, okay?" He turned around and crossed his arms.
"Party pooper." She huffed, mimicking his actions.
Pops tugged on her jeans, looking up at her with sad eyes. A small idea formed in her brain. With a loud, overly-dramatic, depressed sigh, she flung her self towards Pops and hugged him tightly.
"Poor Pops! He worked so HARD to make everything perfect, then the power goes out! All he wanted-" She stopped and sniffled for dramatic effect, casting a sad look to Benson. "-was to have fun with his friends, but mean old Benny won't play!"
"He'll play." Luna whispered to the rest as quietly as she could, confident of her friend's abilities. She only used guilt on stubborn cases.
Feeling a bit guilty, Benson turned back around with a sigh. "Fine, I'll play."
He was startled when she tackled him with a hug. "Thank you Benny." She whispered sweetly.
He stood stunned for a second after she let go before following her to the circle. They sat and Charlotte clapped her hands together. "Okay folks, let's set the rules. If you don't do what you've been dared to, you have too... I dunno... Wear a frilly pink dress for a week."
"NO!" Luna gasped, fear in her heavily-lined eyes. Charlotte nodded, face absolutely serious.
"It's the only thing that would scare us all."
"But you two are... Girls..." Rigby started, only to be scared into silence by the identical looks on both Charlotte's and Luna's faces.
"None of us want to be put in a frink and pilly dress."
"What?"
Charlotte realized her slip and laughed. "Man, I haven't said that since high school! Sorry, I meant pink and frilly. The point is, not one of us wants to wear a dress, whether or not it's pink and frilly."
"Now that we've covered that..." Luna rolled her eyes playfully at Rigby.
"Let the games begin!" Pops exclaimed.
"I'll go first, since I'm cool like that." Rigby stated, looking around the group. "Muscle Man, I dare y-"
"I have to pick one loser."
"Why, everyone's gonna pick dare anyway!" Everyone nodded. It was too wimpy to pick truth.
"Whatever, loser."
"I dare you... Uh, I dare you to, um..." Mordecai hit the back of his head. Rigby whimpered and shot him a glare. "I'm thinking! Muscle Man, I dare you to... Eat this!"
He scampered over to the table and came back with a cup full of crushed chips, guacamole, onion&bacon dip, Cola, pretzels, Sprite, and coffee. Rigby handed it to him, looking so smug.
Muscle Man chugged it and threw the garbage at Rigby! "Oh yeah bay-bies! Now, I dare Mordecai to lick my foot!"
It went on like that a few more times. Charlotte was dared to arm wrestle Skips (coming closer to winning than anyone figured- she went ten seconds before the epic loss), Pops was dared to wear a pair of underwear on his head for the rest of the night, Skips had to sing "Baby", and Rigby was dared to do a handstand for ten minutes.
"Ohh, my head... Okay, I dare Luna to dunk her head in grape soda." Luna shrugged and filled an empty chip bowl with the drink. She took a breath and shoved her whole head in it, pulling it out and flipping her now soaked fur up.
"Now it's my turn to dare someone." The expression she wore turned... A bit startling. Her eyes had narrowed and her smile curled at the corners. "Benson."
He looked up at the raccoon, slightly nervous. "Yes?"
"I dare you..." She glanced at Charlotte, then back at her prey. "To give Lottie a gumball."
The silene that followed was awkward, tense, and filled with restrained laughter. Benson's face had gone red with something other than anger and Charlotte's cheeks were a fiery crimson. Their eyes shifted to look at each other, only make their faces burn brighter. Charlotte was smiling painfully. When she gets embarrassed, she doesn't frown or cry, her face forces a grin. Benson was glaring at the resident slackers, as if daring them to laugh.
Mordecai and Rigby had literally passed out from holding in their laughter. Luna couldn't breath, and she decided to just let go. Loud guffaws cut through the thick silence, startling the red-faced duo.
A lot of the tension eased as the female raccoon chortled humerously. Charlotte began giggling before she, too, was in stitches. Neither noticed as Benson stood, grabbed a candle, and left the room.
"Oh, Lottie, I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist!" Luna choked out between laughs. Charlotte couldn't answer; she was busy trying hard to breath correctly.
Skips and Muscle Man honestly had no idea whether they should join them or pull back quietly. They sat there, like lumps of useless male, and watched questioningly. Until Muscle Man turned to the yeti and told one of his infamous "my mom" jokes. "You know who ELSE laughs at balls?"
Benson returned to the room and set the candle down, rejoining the group. He grabbed Charlotte's hand (causing her to smile and blush) and put in it two coloured gumballs.
Looking her strait in the eye, he raised a brow. "There's no way in hell I'm wearing a dress."
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Thanks for the idea Rose!
Y'know, I actually have a piggy-light like that. It gets incredibly annoying after a while... lol x] I also always say frink and pilly on accident... so thar!(: On another note, I changed the summary (I like this one sooo much better. Do you?) and added a secong genre - romance. I can no longer deny that second genre! Pfft, I'm having trouble writing out my promts because I have another story I'm working on... that isn't a fanfiction. But I'll set that on the backburner for now (even though I can't stop thinking about my characters and the not yet solid storyline...). Okay, okay, I'm done(: See you in a week!
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Thanks! Miss Awesome, signing off~