The seguinte few classes were a mixed bag. Some went without hassle and others....well....let's just say that Kiki should cut down on watching "Rocky and Bullwinkle", Wally should cut down on wrestling, and Kacey, Megan, Kuki, and Val should REALLY take an anger management class.
Especially considering what happened when they went shopping for formal wear:
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(YAY! FLASHBACKS!)
Mr. M. had taken everyone to "Tres Cher" (French for "Very Expensive") to pick out their outfits for the jantar tommorow.
"Oooooooh! Wally, what do you think of THIS one?" Kuki asked.
Wally was completely uninterested.
"Meh."
Kuki sighed and asked again.
"I SAID, what do YOU think of THIS one?!"
Wally got up in her face.
"I TOLD you: Meh."
She thru her hands in the air and went back to searching.
Kiki and Megan decided to just pick something out of their closet and bedazzle it later, so they went to the bookstore with the little ones to kill time. Maddy and Minerva (as usual) were fighting.
"I say Twilight SUCKS!!" Maddy shouted.
"I say Twilight RULES!!" Minerva shouted back.
Kiki grabbed both por their collars.
"SHUT UP! Both of you! We all know that Twilight is the segundo worst thing to happen in our lifetimes!"
"What's the first?" Maddy asked.
"Justin Bieber." Megan asked.
Kiki let both of the girls down, who then "harrumph"ed and went their seperate ways. Megan went back to reading...whereas Kiki got her trademark mischevious smile on her face. She looked around, ducked down, and snuck away.
Megan had no idea what was going on...until she heard shouting and saw books and other various items flying around. Kiki walked by, amused with herself....that is, until Megan grabbed her ear. Then she winced.
"WHAT did you do, Kiki?" she asked sternly.
"What? You didn't hear that 'TWILIGHT SUCKS!!!!' just now?", she said.
Megan rolled her eyes. Now she knew how Kacey felt.
"Pick up the books." she ordered.
"But-"
"PICK. UP. THE F'ING BOOKS. OR ELSE."
Kiki did as she was told.
"I'm going to go pick up Val in the little kid's area. Start anything else, and I'll....um...I'll do something!"
Over in the little kid's play area, Val was having the time of her life playing "Shark" in the ball pit. She had scared the living daylights out of a 3-year-old a few moments atrás and she was laughing her head off. Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over her.
"HIYA MEGAN!" she said.
"Come on! We're leaving!" the older operative said impatiently.
"But-"
"NOW."
She grabbed the little girl's hand and met up with Kiki and the others. Val slipped out of the grumpy operatives hand and hugged Kiki.
"Geez! She's as grumpy as a hungry werewolf!" the teen remarked.
"What kind of a lobo is a WEREwolf?" Val asked.
"Um.....I'll tell you later." Kiki responded.
When the group turned the corner, they noticed a lot of pizza and fry guts laying around.
"Kacey and Wally've been here." Maddy said.
"How do you know?" her sister asked.
"The 'Wally was here' written in ketchup kind of gave it away."
Everyone searched around for the two. After 20 minutes, they ended up finding them in the mall security office with Kuki in kiddie handcuffs. Kiki looked at Kacey with a "what happened" kind of look. She pointed at Wally, who had a black eye.
...That's the LAST time they go shopping for formal wear. Chaos insues when boredom sets in.
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On the big night, Mr. Manners waited at the location of the dinner. The S.C.A.M.P.E.R. landed in the "reserved" spot.
"This is it.....the moment of truth!" he said.
The first person to step out was Emma....who was dressed.......casually.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD!?!" he screeched.
"...What? Do I have something on my face?" she asked.
"THIS IS A FORMAL DINNER!!!!!! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE WEARING DRESSES AND THINGS OF THAT SORT!!!!!"
Kacey stepped out next.
"Change of plans. Instead of a formal setting, weve all decided to go to somewhere....more kid-friendly."
Everyone stampeded out of the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. screaming "SUPER SWEET SEIZURE-Y arco iris, arco-íris MONKEY PLAYTIME PALACE!!!!!!"
Mr. Manners had a WTF look on his face.
"But.....but....but.....eh, I'm gonna watch TV.". And he started home, leaving everyone to their
candy, pizza, soda, and seizure-inducing games.
Especially considering what happened when they went shopping for formal wear:
---------------------------------------------
(YAY! FLASHBACKS!)
Mr. M. had taken everyone to "Tres Cher" (French for "Very Expensive") to pick out their outfits for the jantar tommorow.
"Oooooooh! Wally, what do you think of THIS one?" Kuki asked.
Wally was completely uninterested.
"Meh."
Kuki sighed and asked again.
"I SAID, what do YOU think of THIS one?!"
Wally got up in her face.
"I TOLD you: Meh."
She thru her hands in the air and went back to searching.
Kiki and Megan decided to just pick something out of their closet and bedazzle it later, so they went to the bookstore with the little ones to kill time. Maddy and Minerva (as usual) were fighting.
"I say Twilight SUCKS!!" Maddy shouted.
"I say Twilight RULES!!" Minerva shouted back.
Kiki grabbed both por their collars.
"SHUT UP! Both of you! We all know that Twilight is the segundo worst thing to happen in our lifetimes!"
"What's the first?" Maddy asked.
"Justin Bieber." Megan asked.
Kiki let both of the girls down, who then "harrumph"ed and went their seperate ways. Megan went back to reading...whereas Kiki got her trademark mischevious smile on her face. She looked around, ducked down, and snuck away.
Megan had no idea what was going on...until she heard shouting and saw books and other various items flying around. Kiki walked by, amused with herself....that is, until Megan grabbed her ear. Then she winced.
"WHAT did you do, Kiki?" she asked sternly.
"What? You didn't hear that 'TWILIGHT SUCKS!!!!' just now?", she said.
Megan rolled her eyes. Now she knew how Kacey felt.
"Pick up the books." she ordered.
"But-"
"PICK. UP. THE F'ING BOOKS. OR ELSE."
Kiki did as she was told.
"I'm going to go pick up Val in the little kid's area. Start anything else, and I'll....um...I'll do something!"
Over in the little kid's play area, Val was having the time of her life playing "Shark" in the ball pit. She had scared the living daylights out of a 3-year-old a few moments atrás and she was laughing her head off. Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over her.
"HIYA MEGAN!" she said.
"Come on! We're leaving!" the older operative said impatiently.
"But-"
"NOW."
She grabbed the little girl's hand and met up with Kiki and the others. Val slipped out of the grumpy operatives hand and hugged Kiki.
"Geez! She's as grumpy as a hungry werewolf!" the teen remarked.
"What kind of a lobo is a WEREwolf?" Val asked.
"Um.....I'll tell you later." Kiki responded.
When the group turned the corner, they noticed a lot of pizza and fry guts laying around.
"Kacey and Wally've been here." Maddy said.
"How do you know?" her sister asked.
"The 'Wally was here' written in ketchup kind of gave it away."
Everyone searched around for the two. After 20 minutes, they ended up finding them in the mall security office with Kuki in kiddie handcuffs. Kiki looked at Kacey with a "what happened" kind of look. She pointed at Wally, who had a black eye.
...That's the LAST time they go shopping for formal wear. Chaos insues when boredom sets in.
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On the big night, Mr. Manners waited at the location of the dinner. The S.C.A.M.P.E.R. landed in the "reserved" spot.
"This is it.....the moment of truth!" he said.
The first person to step out was Emma....who was dressed.......casually.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD!?!" he screeched.
"...What? Do I have something on my face?" she asked.
"THIS IS A FORMAL DINNER!!!!!! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE WEARING DRESSES AND THINGS OF THAT SORT!!!!!"
Kacey stepped out next.
"Change of plans. Instead of a formal setting, weve all decided to go to somewhere....more kid-friendly."
Everyone stampeded out of the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. screaming "SUPER SWEET SEIZURE-Y arco iris, arco-íris MONKEY PLAYTIME PALACE!!!!!!"
Mr. Manners had a WTF look on his face.
"But.....but....but.....eh, I'm gonna watch TV.". And he started home, leaving everyone to their
candy, pizza, soda, and seizure-inducing games.
