Case #5 "Ye Olde Scottish Play"

Emily blushed too "Sorry.."

Moose grinned. "you didn't do anything wrong did you?" he said standing up. he put his hat on Emily's head. she looked rather dashing in the pink hat.

"depends..." the hat matched the color of her cheeks...lol

Enola bit her lip, looking more than a little depressed.

"What's with you and emo girls?"
"*blush* shut up."
"No, really."
"shut....up..."
"I'm serious."
"Shut it. Now."
"Geez okay...Anyways, rehearsal is in a half hour. I can get yoiu guys into the theatre but after that, your on your own."

Moose grinned and nodded. "OK... Wait, what can we do for you BEFORE you go to rehersal? and during..... i'll... just hang around to make sure you don't get obliterated......." he said, with a far-off look in his eye.

Enola clutched her stomach.

"Hm..." Roach said, thinking. ((NO! DONT THINK! THATS DANGEROUS!))
"Well, what can you do in fifteen minutes?" Emily said, trying not to laugh
"HEY! I'm older than you and that hasn't even crossed my mind."
"Sheesh. You don't take jokes well."
"He never has." Kylie said, snickering
"Will you two shut up?" Emily turned to see why Enola hadn't joined the conversation
"Hey, Enola...Are you alright?"

Enola shook her head.

((not now Maya. Now is not the time.))

((4 what?))

Enola shrugged. "I'm....fine. I just have...uhh... the twenty-four hour bug....yeah."

((oh, you...riiight))


NVM!!! NVM!!!

((WTF?))

The bedroom door opened and a boy bounced out of the room
"Emmmily," he said in a slightly whiny tone "why must you allwaaaays lock your suitcaaase?"
"YOU WERE IN MY SUITCASE!??!?"
"yeah, and...ya know that one bra you have? The teal one? You should wear that more often." Emily's face colored further
"BLAKE! YOU ARE SO DEAD!"
"...The matching underwear looks nice too..."
"AUGH!" she lunged at him, he stepped out of the way and stuck a foot out. She tripped "WAIT 'TIL I TELL DAD!"
"Nuh-Uh" he said, shaking his head "You wont be calling anyone."
"What do you mean, twirp?" Blake pulled out her cell phone, it jingled.
"No service."
"So I can't send you back?"
"Noope."
"Fine then, " she stood up "Everyone...This is my thirteen-year-old brother, Blake. Blake, meet Moose, Roach, Enola and Kylie."
"Allo!" Blake waved to them as if they were setting off on a ship that was destined to be 'Titanic the second'.

Enola shuddered. "hello?"

Blake smiled "You seem sad, depressed and lonely. I don't get the lonely part though, you are very pretty!"

Enola rolled her eyes. "Sad, depressed......Melancholy, actually. Just Melancholy."

"Blake..you are so destined to be a p*rv*rt.."
"Who says I'm not already?"
"Your innocent little mind."

Enola kicked her cell phone. it rang. "HELLO? ENOLA? HELP.....I NEED A SHIPMENT OF SMALL SPOONS......HELLO?"

"Ask her if she'd rather have a jackhammer." Roach said

Moose eyed Blake. he looked........ normal.... he just had a strange aura about him. moose grinned. he couldn't look at Emily seriously in that hat. if he could look at her seriously at all. he stood and thought about what she said. "what can you do in fifteen minutes?" he could do a lot of things............. name it, he probably could. moose always has had a talent for being quick to do things........... ((yay! random!))

.. i don't thing you can join... talk to zoe...... she's the head master of this RP.

((IT says there are two open spots))

((No it doesn't. This is a private RP. GO AWAY! I don't want anyone ruining this.))

"EE! Were gonna be late! We might as well start walking over..."

((Sorry ))