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| A Short Silly Pumpkin Tale; Roxy & Morris throw a party | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 30 2009, 02:30 PM (293 Views) | |
| Nukester | Oct 30 2009, 02:30 PM Post #1 |
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BOO! And similar salutations of the season. The RogueMotel Halloween Party The Planning: Roxy never missed throwing a Halloween Party for her friends. Obviously, they were intimate affairs, friends being few and weather related--fair, often stormy. "Who you inviting, Morris? I've got Kyle, his studly cop, Natalie and Jared--if I knew where he was hiding, Rex and Gigi and Shane." The stuffed beaver said dead-faced, "McBain." "Have you lost your mind?!" She pulled the taxidermy rodent's head off and looked inside the head cavity, called into it, "HellOOoo?" shook it, then put it back on the body. "Just yanking your chain, Rox. I invited Nick Chavez." "Why? Why would you do that? We're trying to get his coroner out of the Fish triangle." "I like a little drama. Besides, we need the body count. Maybe Shane would like to invite some kids his age?" "Naw, bad idea. They'd put a cramp in my style. Shane's okay. He understands his grandmother's pizzazz. Most kids are too immature for my age." - - - - - The Party: The Angel Square Hotel lobby was overly decorated with plastic pumpkins, glow-in-the-dark skeletons, black cat cut-outs, and cobwebs from ceiling to floor making it difficult to move about. A black caldron boiled on the check-in desk. "Put some more dry ice in it, Morris. The fogs running out." The hostess turned her attention to Shane. "No bobbing for apples, got it, kido?" "Why not? That's one of the best games." "It is, but this year it's for adults only." He resigned himself to the limitation, "Are we still going to TP the bushes in front of the police station?" "You betcha! Perfect way to end the party. Sayyyy?! Why don't you go down to the janitor closet and pick out some rolls of toilette paper to get ready." "Great!" he dashed down the hall. Roxy turned to the rest of her guests. "Everybody! It's time to bob for apples. The rules are simple, you have to keep your hands behind your back, but you can drink as much as you want." Fish turned to Kyle who was affectionately, possessively, guardedly clutched by Nick on the couch. Oliver scowled, "I thought you were supposed to try and not drown when trying to bite an apple?" Before Lewis could answer, the hostess jerked Nick loose to be the first contestant. She pushed him down in front of the half-wine-barrel set up for the game. "Each person gets one minute. If no-one catches an apple, we'll do a second and third round until someone does. Since this is Nick's first time here, I'm giving him two minutes to try." She held up her stop-watch. "Are you ready....? Go!" She assisted by pushing his head down into the liquid. She didn't immediately start the clock. "GLUG!" Nick nearly choked as he swallowed his first mouthful of Chardonnay. He refocused and tried to bite a large apple which simply slipped away from his teeth. Balsom startled him with a swat on the butt which caused him to gulp another drink. Roxy urged him on, "That's the way, Nicky-boy. Put some teeth into it and swallow!" After two and a half minutes of imbibing, Balsom clicked her stop watch and declared Nick's turn over. She skimmed 5 to 10 seconds of each subsequent bobber's minute in order to move Chavez back to the barrel. He was showing signs of his first round. "Whoa, I've never played this game use-sing wine. We always used wa-water." "Yeah, that's the kids' version. I bet you didn't use a real wine barrel, either, did you?" She didn't let him respond. "Are your ready? Set? Go!" Again he dove into the white wine, allowing himself occasional slurps between bobs. After his third go, advanced hiccuping had set in. Roxy called a time out. "I guess you ain't got the big mouths I have. So I'm puttin' in the fix." She dumped in 5 small apples which would be easy for people to catch. She'd achieved her objective. Nick was plastered. As the remaining contestants easily bit and retrieved the more reasonably sized fruit, Roxy dumped her drunken guest into a chair where he could sleep it off. "There ya go, Fish. The competition's out cold. Now make Morris and me proud." "What do you mean? Who's Morris?" "Never you mind who he is or what he does. You take Kyle over there under the mistletoe and kiss him." "Mistletoe? That's Christmas." "No, it's mistletoe, I checked." Lewis wandered over to eavesdrop. Oliver tried to clarify, "I mean, the kissing thing is a Christmas tradition." Roxy wasn't about to be straightened-out by a gayguy, "Since when is kissing only for the holidays? You tell him, Kyle." "Kissing's good pretty much 24/7, man." "That's not what we were talking about. Of course, kissing is great any time. I was disputing the use of mistletoe for Halloween." "You got mistletoe, Rox? Show me." "No way. That's Officer Louting-Tom's job." She pushed the two in the right direction. Happy Halloween from Roxy, Morris, and Nukester Edited by Nukester, Oct 30 2009, 02:36 PM.
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| appleridge | Oct 30 2009, 02:33 PM Post #2 |
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Very Cool Nukester |
| 3395233954 | Oct 30 2009, 03:45 PM Post #3 |
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Zach/8675309
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Great little themed story Nukester. |
| TimeToFly | Oct 30 2009, 07:11 PM Post #4 |
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James
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lol, thanks for that! |
| devillies | Oct 30 2009, 08:14 PM Post #5 |
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im glad i got read it, love reading u r fanfics :grin: |
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