The Good Times and the Terribly Funny Bad Times Chapter 5: Sleepover Fun Time!, a my candy love fanfic

Hey Guys,

I am really, really sorry about the late update, but I've been really busy with all my school stuff. Please forgive me... Anyway, here's chapter 5. And no I still don't own anything except Ella and the plot. Hope you enjoy. Also, the translations are on the bottom.

"Okay Melody, truth or dare, remember - choose wisely there's no going back in this game..." Rosalya said while holding the flashlight underneath her chin and creepily asking Melody to pick her "fate". We (Rosalya, Iris, Melody, Capucine, and I, that is) were all sitting around in a circle in Rosalya's basement. I was just thinking about how seriously Rosalya takes this game and i single emotion passed over me: fear.

Meanwhile, Melody's face paled as she stuttered to answer the question, "Ummm... I.. Umm... I guess I'll go with dare... maybe... I think... yes..." Melody responded still not very sure of herself. As a mischievous smile spread over Rosalya's face, I looked over at Iris's face as it showed pity and I knew that Melody had picked the wrong answer, who picks dare anyway?

"I dare you to go onto your Facebook and on your timeline's write: I tooootally ship NathanielxCastiel forever - I mean have you seen that sexual tension between them!" Rosalya told Melody. Melody looked like she was gonna dread this forever and it wasn't surprising considering the fact that she liked Nathaniel and hoped to have a chance with him in the near future (a.k.a the dance).

Reluctantly, Melody took the laptop computer from Rosalya's waiting hands and logged on to Facebook. 1,000 friends - Damn, she has a lot of friends. Then again, I haven't been on Facebook in a long time anyway... "Okay, okay, I can do this..." I heard Melody mutter under her breath. She went to her timeline and typed the message, before she posted it though, she glanced up at Rosalya as if hoping that Rosalya would suddenly change her mind, but even I knew that nothing would get Rosalya to change her mind. Melody posted it and slammed the computer closed as if all her problems would go away if she didn't look. "Okay guys, I did it," she said, "So, Iris, truth or dare?" Melody said as if nothing had happened.

"Hmmm..." Iris looked deep in thought, " I think I'll go with dare." She said completely sure of herself. What is with everyone? All of my friends would always pick truth and the game would go on with rounds of all truths. Melody looked deep in thought too as she tried to come up with a dare suited for Iris.

"On Monday, during lunch, I dare you to get up on one of the lunch tables and start singing Supercalifragilisticexpialid ocious with jazz hands for extra effect." Melody said with a completely serious face, meanwhile Rosalya, Capucine, and I were all laughing our heads off, while that little voice in my mind was telling to fear my turn.

"Alright, fine I'll do it and I will rock it, you can be sure of that Mel," Iris retorted with serious determination splayed on her face. I never knew that people could take this game so seriously... I thought to myself. I missed when Melody said, "I'll be looking forward to it," with a smirk.

"Alright, alright," Iris started, "Hmmm... Ella, truth or dare?" I snapped back to reality, this was it, my turn, fear struck my core for some strange reason, I mean who's afraid of truth or dare? Me evidently.

"Hello, who may this be?" I hear a very polite voice, I instantly recognize as Lysander, answer. I almost feel bad but, a dare's a dare and I have to go through with this.

"Hallo Herr, ich aus der Abteilung Kommunikation bin, nannten Sie über ein Problem mit Ihrem Telefon. Was scheint das Problem mit ihm sein? Vielleicht gab es eine Überlastung aus beobachten zu viele "unpassendem" videos drauf." I say fluently.

"Umm... I am not exactly sure what you mean miss?" Lysander said trying and failing at hiding his true confusion. I suddenly hear him yell, "Hey Castiel, you wouldn't happen to have a German dictionary around would you?" he asks.

In the background I hear a sarcastic voice say, "Yes, I have a German dictionary, right next to my Shakespeare collection. No man. Why the fuck would I have German dictionary?" Castiel sounds way more pissed off than usual - wow, it is really fun to mess with his head... I decided to take advantage of the situation and say: " Kann ich bitte mit Herr Castiel sprechen" Lysander, though not being able to understand me passed the phone to Castiel anyway. His snarky voice said, "Hello, who the fuck is this?"

In the creepiest voice I could muster I whispered, "Oh meine Süße, Castiel, wie nett von Ihnen, mit mir zu sprechen ... Ich weiß, wo du bist und wo du wohnst so sehen aus - Ich bin für Sie in der Nacht ... meine Brüste ersticken Sie, langsam und qualvoll." Of course, no one knew what I was saying, but everyone laughed regardless - silently, trying to preserve the prank and make sure no one realised this was a fake call.

Well, that's how it was going, until Castiel said, "Hehe, if you wanted to talk to me all you had to do was say so Ella. You don't have to go all foreign on me. It's s'okay, you just can't get enough of me, can you." Since the phone was on speaker, everyone in the room was having a tough time containing their squeals, meanwhile, I was trying to suppress the tint of pink spreading across my cheeks. To save myself the embarrassment and because I didn't have anything else to say I blurted out: "MY BOOBS WILL SUFFOCATE YOU IN THE NIGHT!" And hung up abruptly after.

Between laughs Rosalya said "Ella - you - are - my - hero - and - yes - your - boobs - are - huge -" she lost it and started laughing again. Once everyone seemed to get themselves umm.. under - control. Rosalya asked the question they were probably all thinking, "Soooo, Ella... what's your cup size?"

"Ummm... 32 DD..." I say trying my best to act nonchalant about it, but really in a situation like that who could be - hey, didn't that count as a truth - so not fair - they can't just invent new rules in the middle of the game - cheaters - humph...

"Umm... Capucine, don't mean to be rude or anything, but.. um... did I even invite you?" Everyone turned to stare at Capucine as she began laughing hysterically, I moved slightly away from her and I saw Rosalya, who sat on the other side of her, do the same. "Anyway, umm... I guess since you're already here you can ummm stay..." Rosalya replied still slightly creeped out.

"Okay, Capucine, I dare you to go outside and go up to the closest house that has a lit window and while jumping up and down say I'm a star!." I say (okay, I know it sucks but that's the best thing I could come up with in such short notice). Everyone looks at me like I'm the stupidest person on the planet. But Capucine gets up to leave so we all follow her outside.

She runs over to the guy - across - the - street's house (who has a light on -). Luckily, the window is open and its on the ground floor - Capucine goes up to the window and no, she doesn't start jumping up and down and saying "I'm a star!", oh no, she jumps INTO the house giving the man inside a startle and then we hear "I'm a star! I'm a star! Love me! I came from the sky! I'm a star!" We hear something break inside and Capucine jumps out the window and runs.

"You damned brat! What the fuck! That's the last time you interrupt my love - making! I only get this once a week! What's wrong with you? You better run!" the man yells as he comes to the window only half dressed. As soon as he sees us he glares long and hard, saying "What the fuck are you staring at - go home - this isn't a show! Don't make me get ma gun!" From inside the house we hear a women say, "Oh no, darlin', not the gun," and he says "You children are lucky my wife doesn't like cleaning up blood. Oh by the way, Rosalya, tell ya mom that I say thank you for the flowers - Mary loves 'em!" he says and backs away from the window (presumably back to Mary). If we could sweatdrop, we would. Confusion was extremely evident among all of us so we slowly and carefully took a few steps back before bolting back into the house.

Once we returned and regained our composure, Rosalya took pillow and smacked Iris in the head. Who glared and calmly went to the couch to pick up a pillow - you didn't have to be genius to know where this was going, so everyone grabbed a pillow as insurance and the war began. After a while of smacking each other with pillows Rosalya grabbed the air mattress and started smacking people with it - Capucine went down and she was out, next was Melody, and then Iris, I was the only one left and I had a throw pillow. A throw pillow. What the fuck was I supposed to with a throw pillow? As Rosalya smacked the pillow it exploded covering the room in feathers. Fuck. I'm allergic to feathers and I instantly start coughing and sneezing. Everyone starts freaking out as I cough and wheeze at what seems to be a pattern: wheeze cough cough wheeze. Everyone is having a panic attack, Rosalya is screaming trying to figure out what's wrong, Iris looking for my inhaler, Melody screaming "CALL 911!", and Capucine, oh Capucine, she was busy laughing in the corner rocking back and forth. I was just trying to clean up the feathers nice and calmly as my wheezing got worse. When Iris found my inhaler, she threw it at me and it smacked me in the head and I saw black. The last thing I heard was: "Oh, no Iris YOU'VE KILLED HER!"

As I came to my senses a little while later, everyone was crowded around me, as I was still on the floor... They could have at least moved me to the couch... As my eyes opened though I felt Rosalya hug me tightly and I started wheeze - coughing once again, this time though, Iris shoved the inhaler in my face and I, reluctantly, used it. Once I felt better and everyone calmed down. I got up and pretended like I didn't just have a life - threatening situation and suggested we watch Titanic. Rosalya said okay... she looked afraid as if I was gonna start dying on her basement floor and she was gonna have to call an ambulance and have to explain the weird situation.

I was just calmly sitting there and everyone else seemed to just go with it, that was, until Leonardo DiCaprio appeared on the scream - Melody, Capucine, and Rosalya started screaming (very loud shriek - like screams) while Iris held her ears. I on the hand was used to fangirl screams, and even had some fangirl moments when it came to anime. But, even I could not suppress the tears as Jack died in the end and at the very end of the film we all looked like "Mascara Monsters" as I put it. Rosalya suddenly got really happy as she said: "It's time for karoke with interpretive dance!" with a squeal.

Normally, I wouldn't be up for this at 3 in the morning, but it actually seemed like a lot of fun. "Alright," Rosalya said, "Ella you're up first! You're gonna to sing People are People!"
As the beat started I got ready to sing (god the 80s are awesome):

People are people, so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
People are people, so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

So we're different colours, and we're different creeds
And different people have different needs
It's obvious you hate me, though I've done nothing wrong
I've never even met you, so what could I have done?

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People are people, so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
People are people, so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

Now you're punching and you're kicking and you're shouting atme
I'm relying on your common decency
So far it hasn't surfaced, but I'm sure it exists
It just take a while to travel from your head to your fist

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People are people, so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
People are people, so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

As I finally finished the last word I looked to my friends to see their reactions. I saw everyone's shocked speechless expressions (yeesh, I wasn't that bad). "Omfg! That was amazing Ella! You should totally enter the talent show at school! Usually the only one competing was Richard and he played the oboe. It's always a total bore - omg! We should have a concert with you and then Cas and Lys's band, and then omg..." I tried to block out Rosalya and all her "fun ideas"."So anyway, you would have to end up with someone, so any guys look interesting to you?" Apparently while I was tuning her out she had suddenly changed topics to my love life.

"No, not really, I'm just trying to be friends with everyone." Lies. I did like someone, but I couldn't. I couldn't afford to be to close or attached to anyone ever again. Because when you lose them the pain is too great to bear. "So do you know anything interesting about the boys?" I asked Rosalya.

"Not really..." I gave her "that" look, and she divulged, "Well, all I know is that Lysander has a tattoo, somewhere on his body, but I don't know where..." I tried to picture Lysander with a tattoo and could imagine Mr. Victorian with a tattoo, but he seemed too proper.

"Well, if we're talking boys, I don't really have anything to contribute. The only guy I know is Ken and he's not much of a man. And he left for military school, sure I miss him, but hey, new school, new people." I say and everyone looks at me, "I've made really amazing new friends here and I've only been here for a few weeks and you guys have been so nice to me." For some reason we all started crying. It must be that time in the morning were all the emotional ranting takes place.

For the rest of the morning we all ate ice cream and watched Vampire Knight until the sun came up. All in all, I'm glad I came. Can't wait to see what else this town has in store for me.

So, can I be forgiven for now? I'll try to update sooner. The song is by Depeche Mode, its actually really good. By the way, anyone who loves Vampire Knight I totally ship ZeroxYuki, and no I don't own that either. Anyway, please, please review.

Translations:

Hallo Sir, ich aus der Abteilung Kommunikation bin, nannten Sie über ein Problem mit Ihrem Telefon. Was scheint das Problem mit ihm sein? Vielleicht gab es eine Überlastung aus beobachten zu viele "unpassendem" videos drauf.:

Hello sir, I'm from the communications department, you called about a problem with your telephone. What seems to be the problem with it? Maybe there was an overload from watching too many "innapropriate" videos on it.

Kann ich bitte mit Herr Castiel sprechen:

Let me speak to Castiel...

Oh meine Süße, Castiel, wie nett von Ihnen, mit mir zu sprechen ... Ich weiß, wo du bist und wo du wohnst so watch out - Ich bin für Sie in der Nacht ... meine Brüste ersticken Sie, langsam und qualvoll.:

Oh my sweet, Castiel, how nice of you to speak with me... I know where you are and where you live so watch out - I'm come for you in the night... my boobs will suffocate you, slowly and painfully.

Thanks, please review.

-fairytailrox654