A/N: Hi. I'm sorry it took so long for this chapter. I had writer's block, but I'm back now. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own The 39 Clues
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This was for you and me...
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"Liquid oxygen?"
"Check."
"Tongs?"
"Check."
"Cotton balls?"
"Check."
Dan and Luke stood in the middle of Sinead's lab. Dan had convinced Luke to help him with his plan, and they were now going through a checklist.
"Water jar?"
"Check."
"Blow torch?"
Luke hesitated. "...Check."
"Oxygen mask?"
Luke relaxed slightly. At least Dan remembered that. "Check."
"Gloves?"
"Check."
Dan grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Alright. I guess we have everything."
Luke stiffened. "You guess?"
Dan noticed his nervousness. "Hey, don't worry. I've got it all under control."
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Luke asked.
Dan shrugged. "My teacher did this in science class last year, so I'm pretty sure I know what to do. Although, he did say not to try this at home..."
Luke's eye twitched. "And you're still doing it?"
Dan grinned wickedly. "Rules are meant to be broken."
Luke sighed. "Remind me why we're doing this again?"
"We're doing this to scare Natalie. But if we end up scaring everyone else, too... that's a bonus." Dan said.
Luke smiled slightly. "Well, I would like to scare Belle..."
"Exactly!" Dan exclaimed. "And if anyone asks, we did this with Ned's permission."
Luke smirked. "He did tell you where to find all this stuff."
Dan nodded. "So, I'm technically not lying."
"But if you end up injured... I'm denying my part in this," Luke warned.
"I wouldn't expect anything less."
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Living out our dreams...
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"Sinead?" Amy knocked on the door to Sinead's room.
"Come in," Sinead called out.
Amy walked into Sinead's room with a dress in her arms. Sinead raised an eyebrow. "What's with the dress?"
Amy smiled slightly. "Natalie designed this. She wanted you to test this out tomorrow to see if it needed any adjustments."
Sinead frowned slightly. "Why me?"
"It's your dress size. Belle, Nellie, the Holts, and I already tried it on, but it didn't fit any of us. Natalie thinks it might fit you," Amy explained. "Can you try it on?"
Sinead thought about it for a moment. "How long would I have to wear it tomorrow?"
"Just for a few hours," Amy answered.
Sinead sighed. "Alright."
A few minutes later, Sinead stood in front of her floor length mirror. She wore a simple, long sleeved yellow dress that swirled around her ankles when she twirled. Even Sinead had to admit that it suited her.
"You look great, Sinead." Amy smiled.
Sinead turned around slightly. "Thanks. I have to admit, it's not bad."
"Does it fit you?" Amy asked.
Sinead nodded. The fact that it fitted her perfectly bothered Sinead. It was as if Natalie had made it specifically for her. They were all up to something, but Sinead doubted that they'd tell her what was going on if she asked. Besides, it can't be that bad, right?
But then again, they were Cahills.
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We are right where we should be...
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"Remind me why I'm doing this," Hamilton grumbled.
Hamilton, Ian, and Belle stood in the backyard. Much to Hamilton's horror, Ian and Belle had insisted that he take dancing lessons when they'd found out that he couldn't dance. He had protested profusely, but they refused to listen to him.
"Now, Hamilton, your right arm should be placed right below Belle's left shoulder blade at a ninety degree angle. Belle, put your left arm on Hamilton's right arm. Good. Now put your right hand in Hamilton's left. Hamilton, get closer to Belle. She's not going to bite you." Ian instructed.
Hamilton scowled. "I'm not too sure about that."
Belle glared at him. "Listen to the Kabra."
Hamilton sighed and did as he was told. "Are we done, yet?"
Ian frowned. "We just started."
"I'm pretty sure I can handle everything else. Sinead knows how to do the waltz, right? I can handle it from there. Besides, I'll just copy the moves from Beauty and The Beast. It didn't look that hard." Hamilton said.
"It's not that easy," Ian said with an irritated expression on his face. "You don't want to be totally inexperienced when you dance with Sinead, do you? You'll be laughed at."
"Whoa. Harsh, much?" Belle said.
Ian looked at Hamilton intently. "You wanted me to teach you how to dance the waltz. I'm not going to just let you walk away before you can accomplish anything. If you want this to work out, you'll listen to everything I say. Understood?"
Hamilton scowled. "Fine. Let's just get this over with."
Ian clasped his hands together. "Wonderful. Let's start."
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With my arms out wide, I open my eyes...
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Hamilton let out a relieved sigh as he collapsed to the ground. "Is it over? Are we done?"
Belle grinned. "Yeah, it's over."
Ian scowled. "Stop being so dramatic. It wasn't that bad."
Hamilton looked at him in disbelief. "Are you kidding? You kept yelling at me every five minutes!"
"That's because you kept messing up every five minutes," Ian snapped.
"At least you didn't get your feet stepped on," Belle retorted with a frown.
"I can hear you, you know." Hamilton scowled.
"You were meant to," Belle said with a pleasant smile.
Ian pinched the bridge of his nose. "I do hope this is all worth it."
"Of course it is! This is all for true love!" Belle cried, striking a pose.
Hamilton's eye twitched. "Who said anything about true love?"
Ian smirked. "Now, you know how I feel."
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A sky full of lighters...
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A/N: I didn't really like this chapter. Like I said, I had writer's block. So, I'm sorry if this didn't turn out very good.