A/N:Three mad wrientists all under one roof...What do you think will happen?
Disclaimer:You weirdos know the drill, I disclaim, blah, blah, blah, I don't own jackshit and my rockstar piggy bank is starving cuz I'm broker than Tiger Woods after his wife got after him with that golf club-CONTINUING!
Ooh, wait, I have a white pitbull puppy named Sheamus, does that count for anything?...What? Nothing AT ALL?
Damnit, well then he can carry his lil old shitty ass back where he came from...
I stare straight ahead at Lou, and she's smiling back at me. Her expression is just screaming 'I'm guilty but I refuse to let you know it'. And you know what? I don't think I want to know. I just got back from the dentist and the whole left side of my mouth is still pretty numb. Yet for some unknown reason, I ask anyway.
"What did you do?" She smiles at me.
"I didn't do anything, Mikey. I watched your musi, just like you asked. We had absolutely no problems at all."
Now I know she's lying. No problems at all, that is not how an episode of HT goes down. Not to mention the fact that Miz is standing next to her, and he's not whining about how Jojo and Danny cut his hair. So Lou's either traumatized him or he's gotten back at somebody. From the mixed look of confusion and pleasure on his face, I'd say a little bit of both.
"Mikeeeeeey!" I hear Alex screaming from upstairs and I roll my eyes, irritated.
"What the hell do you want?" I holler back. Damn, I can't even be in this house for five minutes before one of them is calling my name. Lou has a bit of a worried expression on her face as she looks up the stairs.
"Help! Tyler has me cuffed to-" His voice becomes muffled and I can hear a bit of a struggle going on. One last yelp resounds out before Tyler's voice pops up.
"Hey, Mikey! I loved chapter 4 of MSOIA. It was pretty intense. Thanks for letting me and Lou come over!"
"No problem! Now stop all the yelling!" Before I turn away, one more voice shouts out.
"No! Mikey, I need you!"
"Yeah? Well I need an ice pack!" I yell back. I can hear Tyler growl and several footsteps stomp around before a loud crash fills the house. Everything goes silent. I should go check on them...But then again, I should try and get the trampoline fixed instead of letting people jump on it while one of the supporting poles has disconnected.
I look back to Lou.
"Now seriously, what did you do?" She stares back at me blankly.
"Don't you need an ice pack?"
She has a good point. I make my way to the kitchen, Lou following me, and Miz coming along with, since she has him in a bit of a vice grip. I hope she doesn't cut off his blood flow. You know, not that if she did I'd do anything other than make somebody move him off my floor. I open the freezer and look in. No ice packs.
"Dang flammit! Where did all the ice packs go?" I growl frustrated. Lou and Miz stand back, innocently.
"We don't have any," Chris informs me walking in.
"And why not, considering all the injuries that take place in this house?" I promise you, somebody gets hurt at least three times in just the kitchen each day. You think that there'd be more in the kitchen, but surprisingly, the room with the highest injury rate is the downstairs bathroom. Don't ask me how, considering there should be only one person in that closet sized bathroom at a time in the first place.
"Because you said you refused to waste your money on a piece of plastic filled with some chemical enhanced water when you could use the frozen corndogs since no one eats those anyway,"
0.0...True dat.
"But we're out of packs of corn dogs," I say looking back into the fridge.
"Yeah, that's cuz Alex and the twinks took them all,"
I look up. I notice Lou has gone rigid. I'll bet my hard earned, erm, 50 cents, that Alex is feeding those to Hornswoggle, who I am sure he's hiding.
"Hey, Lou, seen anything out of the ordinary while I was gone?"
She flashed me a smile and nodded. Hm, I wonder if she's on my side with this whole thing or if she's just trying to get back at somebody...
"M-hm, I saw the twinks upstairs trying to-"
Before she could finish, Kofi, Cody and Evan came running through the kitchen, Cody pulling Wade along with him.
"Mikey! Lou kicked Wade!" he yelled, shoving the 'offended' man towards me.
"And she let Jojo dye his hair!" Evan added in. Lou glared at the three. She looked ready to strangle them, but again, not like I'd do anything other than make someone move them off the floor. Okay, hold up, I lie, I'd probably celebrate a little too...
Wade looked at me, a pout on his face as he pointed to Lou.
"It's true, Micks, she kicked me! Then she let that creepy little bastard that haunts your imagination-"
"You mean Colitis?" I ask him looking up. We hadn't seen that freak in a long while...
"What? No, I we still haven't found him, I'm talking about the 13 year old mutt! And I didn't even do anything wrong!" He whined. Dang, that's like a thousand times more irritating after getting a needle the size of Chris' ego stuck in your gum.
"Mikey, he's lying! He made fun of my football team!" Lou yelled, letting go of Mike and pushing past the twinks and Wade.
Wade turned, glaring down at her," Your football team is stupid, and at least I wasn't going through Mikey's files trying to find out who Jojo and Danny's mentors would be, not that I'd care to know!"
I look up between Wade and Lou, she's glaring up at him, he's smirking down at her.
"Ooh, Lou, you're in trouble..."Cody stated like some 8 year old. If I had an ounce of sense right now, I'd worry about him, but since I don't...
Lou rolls her eyes at him before switching her gaze back to Wade.
"How did you know that?" she growled.
Wade smirked," Chris told me."
Lou turned to Chris, who was now looking up in alarm from his bowl of cereal at the kitchen table. If looks could kill, Chris wouldn't be dead, no, her glare was not that sympathetic. He'd be slowly bleeding out as ants ate away at his flesh. And to think all that would be happening at my kitchen table. Ugh.
"Why would you tell him that?" Lou yelled at Chris as Wade started to slink away.
"Because...You threatened to let Jojo beat me with a pool stick again," Chris pouted, looking down into his bowl of cereal.
"Did you ever stop to think that that was an empty threat?" Lou asked in a sympathetic voice walking over to him and petting his hair.
"N-no...Was it?" Chris asked sniffling looking up at her. Lou smiled down sweetly at him before frowning.
"Nope. Jojo! You have my permission to beat Chris bloody!" Lou yelled.
Oh shittles. I can only watch as Chris scrambles to get up, but to no avail as Jojo bursts through the doorway, holding my nunchuks that I need for karate and my insane sensei will have my ass for if they are misplaced. All musi in the room scream bloody murder, making my head ache worse. As Jojo nears Chris, her demeanor changes. It goes from 'I'm just insane and have nothing better to do' to 'I'm about to legitematley kill you Chris Jericho'.
Chris is trembling in his seat as Jojo nears him calmly. I watched confused as she slowly picks up his bowl of cereal, Chris' eyes squeezing shut as she does. What the hell is going on-OH SHITTLES!
"You're eating my Cinnamon Toast Crunch," Jojo laughs out quietly looking at Chris, a sweet expression on her face.
"Jojo, I promise, I'll buy you some more, just don't-" It's a waste of my breath and patience as Jojo lets out a battle cry, tackling Chris. The poor soul manages to scramble away running down the hall screaming, a crazed 13 year old chasing after and the twinks snicker as they watch Chris run by.
"Gah, I have to worry about bloodstains and cereal..."
"Well, I could watch them for a bit more," Lou offers me. Let's see, chance for me to get away from my crazed musi. Hm, lemme think about it-YES!
"Thanks Lou. Well, I guess I'm going to the store then-"
"Mikey, what are you doing here?" Punk practically shrieked as he rushed into the kitchen. Great, minus three loud mouths, plus the biggest one of them all...
"Well, you see Doctor Josh decided he'd finish the fill in next week since he couldn't use some of the fingers on one hand this week,"
All my musi stop and Phil gives me an exasperated look as if he knows I did something wrong and the remaining twinks giggle under their breath. Lou fixes me with a confused gaze.
"Why can't he use some of his fingers?" She asks me.
"Er, because I bit his hand..."
"Again?" Punk growls before shaking his head," Look whatever. That's not what I'm talking about. It's three thirty on a thursday and you are still in this house!"
I give him a funny look, " Yeah, so. What's the problem?"
Punk rolled his eyes at me. Nice, sarcastic, malevolent musi. All we need left to complete this equation would be the smelly little green thing that I am sure those twinks are hiding.
"The problem is that if you don't haul ass out of this house right now and over to the bandroom, than you're not gonna finish all the chapters you should have had done by now. And you wanna know why? Because you and at least twelve other people are going to be jetting through the swamp trying to lose your red faced, mad as hell, bayou breathed band director!"
"I will not-OH DOUBLE SHITTLES!" I'm late for jazz band! " Lou, I need you to watch this bunch of dummies for a while, pleeeeease?" I ask shaking her roughly, hoping to pry an answer out of her. Maybe not the most conventional way, but hey, this is a life or pride threatening injury we're talking about here (Mr. Leblanc wouldn't actually kill us, cuz u see, then he would have to depend on the little kids for free manual labor).
"Wasn't I already watching them-"
"THANK YOU!" I shriek. I grab my bag of the countertop and race into the living room, heading for the front door.
"Mikey!"
"What, Punk, I'm late?" I yell back at him.
"Instrument?"
Gah, shittles! I need my sax. Now think, Mikey, think. Where in this house could a tenor sax be hiding? I look down at my watch, realizing just how late I am. Hell, I have no time to think!
"Guys, have any of you seen my sax?" I yell out, the sound of my own voice making my head thump.
"How did you lose a whole saxophone?" Wade asked me from his spot on the couch. And might I add that the weirdo scared me shitless. Already irritated, I smacked him across the back of his head.
"What did I tell you about asking me stupid questions?" I fuss at him, my finger waving frantically in front of his face.
"Guys, come on, help me out here, please?" I yell out one more time, the hands on my watch just ticking away oh so carelessly. I hope those damned hands know they are endangering my well being with each tick. They probably do, to. They just don't give a damn.
Damn hands.
"Mikey?" I shriek in shock, spinning around to see just a glaring white, towering over me. My speeding heart calms as I recognize one of my very few sane musi.
"What's wrong, Stephen?" He flashes me a smile. Cute, yet blinding.
"Well for one, I'm sitting here bored as hell. I really have nothing to do you know. You don't have time to finish that the story you were working on for me since, you're ALWAYS late for something!"
I take that back, he's ugly as crap and just as insane as his spiky red hair. Who did it for him, Foghorn Leghorn?
"Shut up, ya big rooster." I growl pushing past him. I'm only more irritated as he bursts into laughter behind me.
"I was just kidding. Look, here," he laughed, handing me my sax case," Bye Mick. Don't come back home crying this time!"
"Shut up! I wasn't even crying last time, I was watery eyed from the swamp fumes!" I yell back at him as I rush through the door.
~Lou~
"She really was crying." Stephen said as the door slammed shut. I sniggered, but now I had some revenge to exact.
"Oh Stuuuuuu!" I glared at him as I came through the door. He glanced up and looked slightly worried.
"I'm glad you're scared, you should be. I texted Courtney, and boy is she excited that I invited her. She should be here soon. She doesn't like you very much."
I laughed, rather maniacally I might add. He blanched some, but he didn't know the half of what I'm sure Krazy (Courtney) had planned for him especially if she talked to JoJo first.
"LouLou I'm sorry, you have a fantastic football team, and erm you look rather beautiful today?" Hehehe
"No dice Stu pot, now if you were Mike or Punk then I'd probably let you off the hook, but you're not and I'm not letting you get off that easy." I smiled turning and smacking into Stephen. He grabbed me by my shoulders and lifted me putting me down behind him.
"Ya know woulda been easier to just move Steve?" He chuckled, what a weird but I must admit sexy man. He patted my head and turned away. I swear to god my musi weren't this weird, ok some are, ok pretty much all of them are.
I stepped out into the hall and was knocked down by Jericho, he got up and went to run away as we could hear JoJo's battle cry getting closer. I'm surprised he'd out run her so far. Then I noticed the fork sticking out of his side. He turned back and pulled me up, why was he being nice?
"Please, pretty please and I'll love you forever don't let her hurt me!" I looked at him and the fork in his side then yanked it out. He cried in pain holding his side.
"Why would I want you to love me? That's almost as bad as Stu telling me I'm beautiful. Why is it the guys I like are oblivious or scared like Mike is? I mean hello stood right here yet still it's like I don't exist. And what did I ever do to Mike?" I was getting off track I could tell as Jericho stared at me.
"Moving on, I don't feel like helping you. You snitched and I saw what you did at the EC pay per view, you evil little bastard!" He gulped and then hugged me.
"I'm sorry so very sorry, please don't let her ARRRGGHH!" He let go and backed away I smiled seeing JoJo behind me.
"JoJo, Krazy's bringing the chocolate I promised seen as Micks gone and left us. And as for that baseball bat for real damage get some nails or barbed wire wrapped round it." I smiled down at her and she grinned.
"That's a really good idea." She smirked and turned to find said items.
"Lou you're supposed to be keeping us in check." Danny said as she came towards me.
"I know Danny, but certain individuals don't know their place. Not like you and JoJo you two are great, I just don't see why Mikey complains so much." I said throwing an arm across her shoulders. "Have you seen Mike?"
"No, but I found some bolt cutters, they were in the basement." Completely off topic, but yay!
"Alrighty then, you keep a hold of Ty and I'll cut poor Alex free of the deranged bitch, I suppose I can only blame myself for not keeping her busy."
I sighed taking the bolt cutters from Danny. We trudged upstairs and found them in Alex's bed room again. She had him pinned down on the bed and he was mortified. She was straddling his waist and I knew exactly what she was trying to do. The horny little cow.
"Tyler get off him. There is a child present." She whipped her head round grinning mischievously .
"I'm not doing anything." She said batting her eyes at us innocently.
"Danny would you please?" She jumped on the bed and tackled Ty. Ty thought it was a bit of fun not seeing that I had walked to Alex.
"Stick your arm out sweetie. No the other one." Why would I want his other arm, where they all so stupid. He did so and I took the bolt cutters to them.
"NO LOU!" Ty shrieked as I cut through them. Alex sprang from the bed doing a little happy dance.
"I'm FREEEEEEE, you can't get me la, la, la, la, laaaaa!" He sang before bolting from the room as Ty removed herself from Danny.
"If you want me I shall be committing suicide and it's all your fault!" She flicked her and sauntered from the room.
"Ok sure. Didn't know you could do death by chocolate and energy drinks!" I called after her. Stupid overly dramatic musi!
Before I turned back round to Danny, Swoggle waddled past. I needed him in case I accidentally killed any musi. But as I stepped out he'd vanished. How on earth did he do that? I could hear the stupid Hannah Montana music from in the attic and remembered I'd taped up Cena and let Kane attack him. Maybe I had let him suffer enough, nobody deserves to listen to her for this long. I walked in expecting to see Cena a bloody mess on the floor begging the music to stop. But he was fine well still begging with his eyes for the music to stop, but he physically was fine. I was puzzled I expected total carnage and instead found Kane asleep on the floor sucking his thumb fat lot of good the devils favourite demon was.
"Get up you lazy ass son of a bitch!" he didn't move at all so I booted him in the back and he rolled over. He rolled over? I just kicked him! I looked back up at Cena who I had actually come for. The music was doing my head in so I turned it off. Cena was thanking me with his eyes.
"Alright! I'll un-tape you." I ripped the tape and enjoyed myself as he shrieked every time.
"You know you're mean? That was horrible of you and then the music and then Kane!" 0.0 "Seriously?"
"Oh stop ya whining." I didn't have the patience for this. I walked out just as Kane sat bolt upright and Cena screamed like a little girl. Hehe now Kane would beat him up, they did say music calmed the beast and I guess it was true. Just who'd have thought Hannah Freaking Montana's greatest hits would be the music to do it? I walked back down stairs heading for the kitchen when,
"LOU please stop her. I'm begging you, please for the love of humanity don't let her hurt me!" Jericho dropped to his knees wrapping his arms around my waist. He looked up at me giving me puppy dog eyes. AW damn it why did I have to be a sucker for nice eyes?
"Fine." I said as JoJo skidded into the room shooting daggers at me, well more at Jericho for worming his way out of a beating. I didn't like the look she was giving us. Nor the fact her eyes were changing to that creepy freaking grey they go before she does some serious damage. She stalked back out swinging the bat that was now covered in nails into the wall. Ouch this wasn't going to be pretty whatever she did.
"I Love you Lou." Jericho cried getting up and hugging me tightly. He kissed the top of my head continuously and wouldn't let go of me. "You saved me, you actually saved me."
I felt kind of good, he was very happy that I'd saved him and the continuous compliments that sounded genuine that were spewing out of his mouth, well what girl doesn't love flattery? I walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a glass for some juice.
"Nobody move or The Miz gets it!" JoJo screamed and Mike whimpered. I dropped the glass it shattering on the floor and turned to JoJo.
"You wouldn't!" She smirked at me, yes she would. Jericho was still clinging to me and between him and Mike, Mike wins every time. I pulled Jericho off me with a great amount of effort and dumped his ass on the floor next to JoJo.
"Gimmie Mike." She released him and I grabbed a hold of him.
"See I always get my way and it means everyones happy."
"LouLou please." I completely ignored Jericho looking over Mike for any injuries JoJo may have inflicted.
"You just saved me from that freak?" He looked puzzled and he was pouting, awww, so cute. I hugged him tightly ignoring the screams from Jericho.
"I think it's best if you stay with me till later."
"And why is that?" He asked getting a little uppity.
"LOU. I'M HERE!" I grinned at the sound of Cookies (Courtneys) voice.
"HI COOKIE IN THE KITCHEN! Because my dear awesome Miz she doesn't like you very much and if given the opportunity she'll hurt you, badly." He blanched and clung to my arm which was the response I was looking for as Cookie walked in.
~Courtney~
I walked into se kitchen to see once again Lou clamped onto Mike, ug, I had to refrain from puking, considering my 3 bottles of Orange lucozade (The Coke is the same as the Coca Cola brand! What's the freaking difference!) , 3 bars of Milka choco (God bless the man who invented this. I'm not even religious and I'm saying that!) and 4 white choco KitKat bars (Hmmmm, yummy) was not pretty looking combo. I slid into the kitchen, like I had socks on and ended going face first into the fridge. "Ouch." I heard someone mutter.
"What is she, 5?" Asked Chris, I was standing up. I know I'm young, gorgeous and a midget (I'm 5 feet tall! Woohoo!) but I am not 5!
"I'm 13 actually. Turning 14 in June. So ha!" I stated. Lou was ignoring me to stare at Mike, full of want.
" Puke fest." I coughed. Then I really coughed.
"Cookie, where's my chocolate?" asked Jojo, forgetting bout Chris who took the opportunity to scramble. I pointed through the door where I had 3 bags full ( Okay dodgy moment I know!). Lou was completely oblivious to everyone except Mike who was now really scared and creeped.
"Help me," he mouthed. I shook my head laughing. I ran out and left them to it.
"Mamma C's coming to find you!" I murmured, looking for someone to torture.
"Hey!" I end up being pulled into a cupboard by someone.
"He-llo!" Evan had pulled me. Yes! man this guy is cute. He just plain outright snogged me then. Oh Yes! Best First Kiss Ever! My boyfriend would kill me. Ah well. Which turned out into a snog out session. Until someone opened the door. That someone cleared their throat and we looked at them.
"Oh it's you." Bastard.
"Yes its me. What are you doing?" He asked, I felt like swinging for him. I certainly would if he wanted to play 20 questions.
"What its look like I'm doing?" Hehehe sarcastic bitch I is. He yanked me out and shut the door. "Dude!"
"You are 13!"
"You are not my brother! It's just a snog, its not like I'm having sex with im jeez. " He surprised the hell out of me then as once again I was snogging him. I pulled away.
"Hypocrite."
I walked off and started searching. For someone to torture. Barrett! Who I found on the couch snoring like a road hog. I sprinted to the kitchen where I saw Lou and Mike having a snog out.
"Yuck!" I started searching for a black marker. Hopefully permanent.
"Aha! Still Icky." I took it and went back to Barrett. Then I noticed, he was wearing a button down shirt. Oh this is going to be fun. I started unbuttoning his shirt and left it open. If you think I am going to whore myself out to this man, you got another thing coming. Now That is icky! And totally Kelly Kelly. I took the lid off the marker and started drawing an elaborate arrow on his bare chest. I wrote Smallest Dick Ever on his chest and Wanker on his forehead. And a moustache like the classics. I chucked the marker at his forehead and cowered behind the couch.
"Oh man!" I bit my lip to stop myself from bursting into laughter. I ran up the stairs and hid in Mikey's closet. "Courtney Louise!" How the hell does he know my middle name! Wait a minute, its on my profile. Blonde moment! Wait, no its not, my nicky is. What in the purple hell? He sounds like my mother! I sneaked out and went looking for Chris so I could terrorise him. I found him terrorising the twinks.
"Hey boys." I shot a death glare at Chris. "Hypocrite."
"Hey Cookie, ya seen Evi?" Asked Cody. Dayumm he is cute. Chris shot me a look. For the sake of my own sanity, screw that, for my arse to remained unkicked, I shook my head.
"Sorry, boys. I wish I could say I have. I'll give a shout, if I do. Holla." I walked off, trying to find someone to annoy.
"Shit. Classics homework. Double shit. Maths homework. Bollocks. Revision. Double bollocks, Careers homework." Man, I hate my school. Never signing up for anything ever. Again. Never double damn it ever. I hate homework.
"Hey, Cookie!" I turned round and found Ste.
"Heya, Ste. Why you out of your closet?" Ste rarely comes out, even though Jojo knows he's there. I hoped Barrett hadn't bored him enough. Funnily enough, just like magic I heard a metallic clink outside.
"What the hell!" I sprinted into Mikey's garden and grabbed the snoggers as well to see my entire musi and OC crew in the back yard with a submarine hatch coming out of the grass.
"Okay, now this just got even weirder. What in the name of purple are you guys doing here. I thought I told you to never use that!"
"You knew bout that thing?" Lou asked me. Oh c'mon. I know everything that goes on with my musi. Creepily enough. It's real creepy. I laughed nervously.
"More like she helped built it." My Wendy muse decided to add.
"I'm so feeding you to Mel when we get home." I threatened. Mel is my totally rare white tiger. She loves eating people and will not hesitate to eat Wendy. Hell, she ate my Barbie, Evie, Rosa (Why she was hanging round my place instead of screwing either Primo or Epico I will never know!) and Chris Jericho (I have a thing for hot canadians so why was he there, I do not know. I have Jay-Jay and Edgy to compensate for him!) musi.
"Wow, you're a bitch." he was so being coated in honey. Mel loves honey.
"Wow, you're ginger. I am so going to kill you. And Why in the purple heck are you guys here." I love tormenting my musi. Zack my OC older brother and Cody's older twin decided to speak up now.
"Zackary Joseph Runnels. Why am I surprised?"
"We needed your help. JayLeigh and Scott are threatening to take over London and Jay's off fighting Jamie. JJ's screaming at Joni and everything's going down." Oh jeez.
"Bloody heck. The one day I get out of the hellhole and that's the day JayLeigh and Scott decide to take over London.
"Wait a minute, who broke them out of jail?" I could sense the WTF? and the Eh? behind me from Ste, Lou and Mike. "It can't have been Kal, Jesse or Jake. They're with Sianie in Miami. At least I think they are, with Sian anything can happen. "
"Annica, Alex and Chrissie." Enough said. Long story short, my OC Jay-Marie has 1 sextuplet brother, JJ and 4 sextuplet sisters, JayLeigh, Jessie-Jay, Jaymie and Jaymie-Leigh. They have 2 step brothers Alex and Dom and 5 stepsisters, Annica, Amethyst, Crystal, Emerald & Diamond. Jay was dating Jamie Tyler and her sisters were dating Scott, Kallum, Jesse & Jake, Jamie's brothers. Annica hates Jay cuz she had Jamie first. Alex is just a bastard. However Jamie ruined his and Jay's relationship when he ran off with JJ's ex-gf Joni Prince. Chrissie is a cow who hates Jay and Lila, (Jay's best friend for lifey and not Eila who was separated from Lila at this point when this part happened.) so cuz she hated Jay and Lila she let loose a few secrets that were meant to stay that way. Not that I can exactly remember what they are but hey. At least they stay secret, kind of. Anyway, JayLeigh and Scott are kinda the bad couple and so spent a good few years in jail for B&E and other various bad shit.
"Point taken, Code 5 and get them to do Plan Pricele$$. That will get rid of them and hopefully plonk them on Mars. I hope." I answered.
"You have to come though, you're the only one with the code for the weapons in the submarine. " Security is a bastard.
"You have weapons in that thing? And you complain bout Dean." Lou interrupted.
"Hey, you give them to him, I have a secret code which only I know, and if you don't stop snogging Mike and presenting us with a snog'n'upchuck fest I will chuck one of you in Mel's cage."
"Good point." hahaha.
"Who's Mel?" Asked Ste, still so confused.
"My totally rare and extremely awesome white pet Tiger and believe me cuz my PJ muse never freaking feeds her she's always hungry for fresh meat."
"Don't you feed her Wendy?" I burst out into laughter, Mike knows me well. I applaud you good man. "She can't digest him poor thing. The last time I tried that, he ended up, soaked in saliva and with ripped clothes. I smiled. I love Melly.
"That was after he shagged Cody wasn't it?" Lou laughed. I nodded. Mike and Ste just looked so confused.
"Man's got needs!" We heard Wendy shout.
"Well, then you go to Jamezy! Not Coddles!" Lou shouted. I swear she said what I was thinking. Kai and JJ really were rubbing off on us. Oh yikezyz spikezyz.
"Fine. May as well go save shitty London." I climbed into the submarine.
"Wait, what the heck does that thing do anyway?" asked Ste. I looked at Zack, wondering how to explain this.
"It takes us under the ocean from the little green out side my block of flats to here. Happy?" Ste nodded. "Good, good good. Holla peeps!" I slammed the hatch down and went to go save London from JayLeigh, Scott, Annica, Alex and Chrissie. Oh joy.
~Mikey~
I slam the door shut behind me as I race into the house, the whole saxophone section of my jazz band piling in with me. We all stop, trying to catch our breath. Joey glares up at me.
"Dude, really? Because of you Mr. Leblanc was ready to shove drumsticks up all of our a-"
"Paris, shut up!" He rolls his eyes at the use of my name for him, "You know damn well that that cheap ass was not going to waste his precious drumsticks on your flat ass."
"You really need to work on your timing better though, Mikey," Adam starts. Well you know what, he needs to work on shaving his long, hairy legs, because he sits right next to me and it feels like a caterpillar is inching up me.
"Young lady, Ms. Tibbles says that the next time you show up late and get us in shit bayou without a fan boat, Imma bend y'all over my knee and give ya a reason to be crying the way you was," Reginold, oh no wait, I'm sorry, not Reginold, Ms. Tibbles fusses at me. I glare at him. I was not crying.
"Get the hell out my house," I say tiredly opening the door and ushering them out. They all file out slowly, grumbling about my punctuation, and shit. Blah, blah, blah, go skin a damn catfish.
"Stephen told me you were crying,"
I jump, spinning around to see Lou.
"I was not crying. Those bastards don't know what the hell they're talking about, hell, did you not just hear him refer to himself as Ms. Tibbles? The dude's insane, and Stephen lives in a closet for Nimbeaux's sake!" I growl, rolling my eyes.
Er-Wait! My eyes train on the window, or more specifically what's outside the window.
"Uh, Lou, what's that?" I say pointing to the window. I'm kinda scared to go see what it actually might be. One thing you must learn to live in this house: No matter how much you might try and convince yourself you want to know what's going on, you don't. You never do. Just ignore it and sniff candles.
Lou freezes in her spot as I look back to her.
"Uh...I don't know. How was jazz band? Good? Awesome! See you later, bye guys! Come on Ty, it's time to go!" She yelled in one breath as Ty came racing down the stairs and the two were just a blur as they cut it out the door. The house is rather quiet, so, hey, I'm satisfied, should I really look out the window just to piss myself off? Well, I really should check and see what's up in my yard...but then again I should also get to sleep...Sleep wins, I can get po'd tomorrow when the musi wake up! It's not like I wasn't going to anyway...
I start to make my way upstairs when something rushes past me.
"Mikey, help!" Chris yelled as he raced down the stairs. Dammit, was Jojo still after him?
"I'm going to kill you! Who the hell do you think you are, putting your dirty mouth on my girl?" Evan, not Jojo yelled as he came down the stairs in a blur, chasing after Chris.
"Evan, get back here!" Kofi yelled, as he and the other twinks raced after their friend. As Cody runs past, I catch him by the shoulder.
"What the hell is going on?" I ask him. He struggles to catch his breath before speaking.
"Courtney came over and apparently while Mike and Lou were making out in the kitchen, Court found Evy while we were playing hide and seek and-"
"You four are grown men, what the hell were you doing playing hide and seek in the first place?" I ask, confused...Okay, not so confused, these are the twinks we're talking about. Cody glared at me.
"Not, the point. Continuing, those two started making out and Chris found them and kissed Court and-"
"Ew. Chris is hot and all, but he is waaaay to old for that. Evan can make an acception, because there is no way in hell that he, or any of you twinks are actually older than 8," Cody's jaw locked in place as he practically seethed at me. My bad, forgot, Coddles is a genius, so he does not like to be interrupted...
"Now, Evan's pissed at Chris for kissing Court. Oh, and Danny found some wire cutters-"
"What? Dang flammit! How the hell'd she find them?" Cody shrugged.
"Gah!...Anything else I need to know?"
He shook his head slowly, before he just stopped altogether. His head snapped up and he stared at me wide eyed, a worried expression on his face.
"Courtney brought Jojo some choc-"
"MIKEY! LOOKY WHAT I FOUND! THIS BINDER HAS ALL THE BACKUPS OF YOUR FICS!"
Cody and I snap our heads around in time to see Jojo running from the kitchen, her face covered in chocolate. Dammit! Freak's on a sugar high! Wait a minute...That's the binder with the copies of the MSOIA Mentors series in it...The same binder that has all the info about J and D's mentor choices, and the final choices in it...
"Jojo! Put that back!" I yell, taking a step down the stairs glaring at her. She smiles at me, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"But I wanna-"
She has no time to finish as I take a leap over the railing of the staircase, tackling her to the floor and grabbing the binder.
"You cannot touch this! Never!" I yell, standing up and running off down the hall before she has the time to react. I race away, laughing maniacally and escape into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Hehe, damn all the musi, I won this round. Yeah, so I'm in the dark and talking to myself, but hey, I get bragging rights. That totals up to Musi: 2, writer: 3.
"Yeah, buddy!" I cheer, doing a little dance in the dark of the bathroom...Wait, not dark. A soft red light comes on to my side and I slowly stop dancing. I really don't want to look over, but I do anyway. My head turns slowly to look at my company, and staring back at me is a paint covered face, smiling at me ,teeth bared, holding a candle stick.
"Boo-"
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" I fumble with the door knob, trying to get myself out and in the process, I cut my hand on the uplifted metal. Panicking, I try and ram my way through. As my shoulder makes contact with the wood, I feel it partly dislodge again from it's socket and I let out a loud string of curses. That now makes musi and writer : zilch, BoogeyMan:He can take whatever he wants so long as he gets the hell out. Damn this downstairs bathroom.
Uh...R&R please? And maybe an icepack despite my earlier protests...XD