AN: So, how did you guys liked the story so far? Hope you guys are enjoying it. This chapter was written by SprouseGoose.
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Mr. Moseby led a group of five students into the lobby of the New Orleans Tipton. As everyone walked in carrying their bags, Moseby turned around and faced them.
"Alright...Mr. Tipton has graciously agreed to put all of us up here during spring break while we're docked in New Orleans. I want you to treat this hotel better than you treat the ship..." He turned his glare towards the two twins. "...or you did the Boston Tipton. If you don't, I promise the brig will be in your futures!"
After a sufficient scolding, Moseby walked over to the front desk and rang the bell. A man in a suit came out wearing a name tag indicating his name was Bob.
"May I help you?"
"Yes, Wilfred Tipton has left three rooms for myself and a group of five students from the S.S. Tipton that I am chaperoning."
"Very good, sir...May I get your name?"
"I'm Marion Moseby..."
Bob stops typing on his computer and looks up. "You're Marion Moseby?"
"That's me..."
"Wow...You are a legend around all of the Tipton Hotels. You're the one Mr. Tipton chose to raise his daughter, and you have command of the S.S. Tipton..." Bob paused. "Huh..."
"Huh what?"
Bob shrugged. "I guess I always imagined someone a little bit more..."
"A little more what?"
"Imposing...No offense, but you really don't strike that much fear into anyone."
Moseby rolled his eyes. "The keys to the rooms?"
"Of course..." Bob turned back to his computer.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the lobby.
"Man, look at this place, Codester! It's like being back home..."
Cody rolled his eyes. "Zack, I assume most of the Tiptons share a common design theme..."
"Anyways..." Zack wraps his arm around Maya's shoulders. "We're here in New Orleans...Nawlins...The Big Easy...This is going to be great!"
Woody nodded. "I know! I can't wait to have some frog legs...and gumbo...and some jambalaya...and..."
Cody sighs. "Great...Woody, you aren't the jazz trumpet I was hoping to hear while I was in town..."
Zack nodded. "Codes is right...Since I'm sharing a room with you two this week, there will be no nocturnal emissions."
Maya and Addison shuddered at that thought. "So, what do you two want to do once we get checked in?"
Zack grinned. "I say we hit the French Quarter!"
"I don't think so!"
The five turn around and find Mr. Moseby staring at them again.
"Bourbon Street and the French Quarter are off lim-its."
"Awww..."
A little while later, Cody, Zack, and Woody are all in their room unpacking their bags.
"Did you guys really grow up in a room like this?"
Zack grinned. "We sure did, Woodchuck...Life was sweet!"
Cody was going through his bag and was looking for something. Not being able to find what he was looking for, he sighed.
"What's up, Broseph?"
"I forgot to pack my moisturizer...The humidity down here is going to be torture on my pores and follicles..."
Zack just stared at his brother. "Okay, one...Guys don't use moisturizer...two...Guys don't worry about their pores and follicles...three...What's up with you lately? You've becoming more and more forgetful about things. It's almost like you've lost your mind..."
Cody sighed again. "It feels like I've been losing my mind. It's just..." Cody paused and collected himself. "You know, nevermind. I told myself I'm not going there any longer. I refuse to let thoughts of her dictate my life anymore..."
Zack nods and grins. "Good...What do you say we go grab Maya and Addison...Find us some beads...and head down to Bourbon Street..."
Cody groaned. "One, Moseby said we couldn't go...Two, let's ask Maya and Addison what they think about us getting beads...Better yet, Zack...How would you feel if someone threw some at her?"
"Hey! Maya's my girlfriend. Nobody throws beads at her!"
Cody just gave Zack a look.
Zack sighs. "Fine...But we can still have some fun."
"You guys go without me...I think I'll just stay here and take a long, relaxing..." Zack and Woody look at him. "...shower..."
Zack rolled his eyes. "Whatever...Codes, this is your chance to get out and have some fun. Don't spend all of spring break cooped up in this room. Besides, you know what they say about Cajun girls..." Zack grins. "...They like it hot!"
A little while later, Woody and Addison were walking down a street near the French Quarter when Addison saw a candy store.
"Ohhhh...Come on, Woody, let's go inside!"
Woody just shrugged and followed Addison inside.
"Ohhhh...Lollipops! My favorite! They have cherry and strawberry and grape and lemon and lime and coconut and banana and vanilla and chocolate and orange and..."
Woody just stares at her. "Pick out a few you like, and I'll buy them for you, Addison..."
"Oh, I don't know, I just can't decide, they're all my favorites..."
Addison starts speaking so fast no one can understand her. Woody sighs and just grabs the five closest ones to him and purchases them. Once done, he pulls Addison out of the candy store before just being in the vicinity of all that sugar overcomes her.
The further they get from the shop, the calmer Addison seems to get. Woody looks up and sees another sign.
"Hey...A fortune teller! Let's go find out what my fortune is..."
Woody and Addison walk in and both get tangled up in a curtain of beads. As they try to untangle themselves, several of the strings of beads break and clatter to the floor.
"Oops..."
From behind them, they hear a voice.
"Welcome...Would you like to hear your fortune?"
Woody and Addison turn and nod.
"Please sit then...Madam Lasona will read your fortune..."
Woody grins. "Madam Lasagna?"
"No...Lasona..."
Woody sighs. "Dang it..."
Madam Lasona begins to look in her crystal ball. "Ohhh..."
"What is it?"
"I see a boat..."
Addison nods. "Yeah, we go to school on a ship..."
"I see a great tragedy befalling those you are close to..."
Woody rolls his eyes. "Who cares about them...Tell me about MY fortune!"
And in his moment of excitement, Woody stands up and his knee hits the fortune teller's table. The jolt causes the crystal ball to wobble off its base. It begins rolling towards the edge of table and falls off shattering into a million pieces.
As the fortune teller glares at Woody, he shrugs. "Oops...again..."
On a street not too far away, Zack and Maya are walking along when Maya notices a sign posted on a wall.
"Look at that, Zack! It says we can show up tomorrow to volunteer to help rebuild some houses that were destroyed in Hurricane Katrina."
Zack reads the sign and grimaces. "Work? I thought this was spring break!"
Maya rolls his eyes. "Come on, Zack...This will be a chance to feel good about ourselves. You know, giving back to society..."
"I was planning on giving back to society by working on my tan around the pool..."
"Zack, do you have no social conscience?"
"Well, yeah...but I was planning on spending this week relaxing and hanging out with you..."
Maya smiles. "Then join me tomorrow! Let's make a difference together..."
Zack sighed. "Maya...I don't know..."
Maya just shook her head. "I swear, Zack...Sometimes I wonder if you even have a heart!"
Zack was about to reply when he saw Woody and Addison running right at them.
"Run!"
As they ran by, Woody and Addison grabbed Zack and Maya's hands and dragged them along with them. And they didn't stop running until they got back to the Tipton.
Trying to catch his breath. "Woodchuck...What was that all about?"
"We may have angered a fortune teller. She started mumbling some voodoo curses at us and then reached for some kind of doll. I wasn't about to stick around and see her do anything else!"
Zack sighed. "So, you just ran away and dragged us along with you?"
Woody nodded. "You're darn right! It was either run or drop into the armadillo and I was afraid she would sprinkle some of the head shrinking stuff on me if I dropped..."
Zack rolled his eyes. "I can't believe a big guy like you is so cowardly. Maybe Cody had the right idea staying in tonight..."
Back inside the guys' room, Cody had just finished taking a nice relaxing bath. Before he did though, he ran down the hotel's gift shop to buy some moisturizer. It wasn't his normal brand, and he wasn't quite happy with the job it was doing, but it would have to suffice until he was back on board the ship. Cody was actually happy about one thing. While relaxing in the tub, he hadn't thought about Bailey once. Realizing that he had just done so, he mentally kicked himself and shook his head. He was through being a brainless idiot about her. He vowed to himself that she would no longer be his primary thought any more. He was going to move on. There was a whole world out there for him, and out there, there had to be someone he felt would truly appreciate him.
Deciding that tomorrow would be the first day of the rest of his life, Cody set about to prepare for it. He pulled out just the right outfit to wear and had it laid out. Now, all he had to do was make his plan of attack for the next day. He determined he should check the weather so he could plan his day accordingly.
Sitting down on the bed, he turned the TV onto the weather channel and checked his watch.
"Oh, come on! Its 9:18...Where is weather on the 8's?"
Cody sighed and just watched and waited.
"And again, we warn all of those in the tornado alley states of Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas and Nebraska to be on alert tonight. There is a system hovering over those states that could cause some very nasty weather and maybe even tornadoes...Wait, we have further information coming in right now. It appears that there is a report of a F-5 tornado touching down in Kansas. If you live in or near the towns of Kettlepot or Kettlecorn, take cover now!"
Cody could only look on in horror.