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Post by Mal Harper on Nov 25, 2009 20:21:45 GMT -5
Mal gave Evan a look. "I can pick the music just fine, besides Patch would not know good music if it bit his ass." Mal said laughing of course. Nothing new there. She just rolled her eyes and smirked. "Says the guy with a pig. I think you will be the first one spotted. " Mal said with a big smile. "Besides I think I am dressed fine. Come on. I am showing some spirit." She said as she pointed to her shirt that said "I read Animal farm" on the front and on the back it said "And I liked it." It was just a shirt, she found. A unique once. There were some good shops with very unique shirts. Of course she knew what Animal farm was about, but still.
Mal eyed the animal that was attempting to chew on Patch's shoes. "The dudes got good taste." Mal said laughing, "Okay lets go." Mal set her camera up and jumped in front of the book. "Any last words. Before we let loose the wolves upon the lamb." Mal said just joking around, "What ever measly revenge your step sis plans will never compare to this." Mal might not know Aly enough, but she knew her type well enough.
Mal filmed a little and shut the camera as she led the way next to Brit into the school. "So if we get away with this, you know what it will mean. Of course I will have to carefully edit, but it will be worth it. Just imagine how good this will look on you tube. If only I could show faces, but it will be great." Mal had to be careful, due to the whole releasing people's photo without consent and crap. But she was good at what she did with her videos.
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Post by Patch Kimball (aka DJ Fluff) on Nov 25, 2009 21:53:23 GMT -5
"My pig and I blend into the palm trees just fine!" Patch opined, before glancing down at said pig, which, as Connor so kindly pointed out, was apparently quite enamored of his Vans. He jerked on the rope attaching him to the pig, trying to divert it's attention away from his feet. "Hey, that's not dinner." He informed his swine, attempting to shuffle backwards -- unsuccesfully, as the pig remained firmly attached to his foot. "Dude, wait til we get to the locker room, then you can eat the cheerleaders' shoes or something." He wheedled, as though somehow the pig was susceptible to reason and logic.
He avoided looking at the goat once Kian brought attention to the article of clothing it was snacking on. Anything that served as a reminder that the females in their company were different was uncomfortable, and that the implications of the goat's snack doubled as a notice of human sexuality only made the discomfort that much stronger. So he was relieved when Mallory snapped off with an insult to his taste in music, as harassing her was a welcome distraction.
"Yeah, geez, Evan, let Mal pick her own music," Patch snorted, "Don't want her name associated with the music I listen to, people might start to think she has taste. Like piggy, here, like Mal sai....wait, what're you sayin' here? My shoes look tasty? Man, if they disappear..." He warned, trying to work out whether that meant Mallory liked his shoes, or thought they ought to be destroyed by swine.
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Post by Evan Hughes on Nov 26, 2009 4:12:07 GMT -5
The excitement of their prank may have made him a bit slower on the uptake than usual, but when Brittany grabbed her bra, a stupid smile crossed Evan’s face until she grabbed it and threw it back in the van, blaming the Baxters. It was hers, he only took it off her just over an hour ago, surely she didn’t forget. And then he worried that if maybe she did forget, that he was that bad she blocked it from her memory or something. He heard about people who did that when something bad happened to them. Sure he wasn’t an expert, but he had thought she liked it. His mind went through all the different scenarios in the two seconds it took for him to catch her gaze, and it clicked. Oh. He got it. And that meant she did like it. Score!
“Sure, we might get spotted first, but only cause people will notice what an attractive looking guy and pig we are. And you say guy with a pig like it’s a bad thing. Oh! I know what you’re trying to say! You...you...pigist! I never would have expected that from you Mal. Shame on you. Don’t listen to her Bacon.” he laughed. “But yeah, ok, kudos on the shirt.”
Laughing loudly, not in the least bit inconspicuous, Evan watched amused as the pig that was bigger than his own started making dinner of Patch’s shoes. He’d noticed the aminal’s attachment before Connor had pointed it out, spoiling his fun, but of course there was no reason to mention it. It was funny. “Hear that Bacon? Eat shoes. Attack the shoes. That’s a good piggy.”
He was already quite enamoured with his pig, probably because of the hope that it would deal damage to Aly that he wanted. He was even tempted to ask his owner if there was some way he could buy it from him, to save his co-conspirator being turned into actual bacon. But his mum only just tolerated his and Brit’s snakes, and said a dog was out of the question, so he figured asking for a pig would be pushing it. Besides, it would mean he would have to explain just how he’d became acquainted with Bacon, and in this circumstance, that would be very awkward. Maybe he could swing visits.
Patch’s and Mal’s argument about music, all their arguments about music, almost made him grin and trying to look worried, rushed over to be near Brittany and the goat as they walked. “Come on guys, don’t argue! Not in front of the kid.” This broke his serious expression and he burst out into laughter again, before giving his friends an apologetic shrug. “Sorry guys, I couldn’t help myself, just had to do it. You liked it though, didn’t you Bacon? See, I’m funny.”
Letting the girls go into the school, he and his pig followed straight behind them, and it was obvious he was at least trying to be a little quiet. In Evan standards anyway. “This is going to be sweet!” he whispered to Patch, nudging him, and hoping that the other pig didn’t turn on his shoes next. He stopped walking for just a moment, to turn to Kian and Connor trailing behind, holding up Bacon. “Say hello to my little friend. Come on, take a photo! Patch, get your handsome mug and your pig in the frame too.”
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Post by Connor Pearce on Nov 26, 2009 4:30:04 GMT -5
Well, he hadn’t gotten any further dirty looks from Patch, and none yet from Evan, so Connor felt like things had been going pretty well so far. Of course Kian might not feel the same, seeing how his boyfriend was currently trying to keep in control a miffed but sleepy hen, and a rather cranky looking rooster. But besides all that, everything else seemed to be going well and to plan.
He really liked Kian’s friends, even if they were so different to his own. He couldn’t imagine Julia and Brittany getting friendly over a game of Lord Of The Rings Online, or bonding at a rock concert. But he could see them getting along, could see all his friends getting along easily with all of Kian’s. That had to be a good sign.
He watched, and took a few snaps, as Mal and Patch bickered playfully over music. “Are they always like this?” he whispered to Kian with a slight smirk on his face. “And are you sure they’re not like secretly dating? They seem like they’re a couple or something.” He even managed to take a photo of the bra eating goat before Brittany disposed of the evidence.
He followed the others into the school, grinning at Kian by his side. He just managed to get his camera up in time when Evan turned to him. “One photo coming up.” he smiled, snapping away.
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Post by Kian O'Connor on Nov 26, 2009 11:46:45 GMT -5
Kian noticed that Patch didn't seem to like Connor, which confused him as he thought they didn't know each other, but he decided to leave it for now and try to figure it out later when they weren't in the middle of a prank that could get them suspended or expelled. "The hallway is clear", he informed them, Adrenaline revving up and making his heart pound.
The locker rooms were very close because this was the door that led out to the playing fields. The gymnasium was further in. As long as there was no one in the locker room they had a very good chance at getting in and out undetected. It was a good thing the security people didn't stay after school for the extracurriculars or they couldn't have done this at all.
Kian groaned as he got pecked again, this time it drew blood. "Can we please get this moving, people?" he almost whined, his face wearing a pained expression. A little bit of pain was one thing, but this was blood! He didn't handle blood well.
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Post by Brittany Barnes on Nov 28, 2009 2:55:44 GMT -5
Her cheeks still pink after the bra incident, Brittany led the pack, glad when no one pressed the issue. Perhaps she wasn't close enough with the group for then to give her a hard time about it, after all, her bandmates certainly would, or perhaps it was just too awkward of an issue to press. But either way, no matter what it was, she was glad that no one seemed to make a big deal about it and quickly moved onto the issue at hand which checking the locker room.
Still at the front of the group, Brittany reached the locker room first. She pushed it open poking her head in first, she didn't see anyone. "I think its clear but let me double check," she said, passing the goat to Evan to hold while she checked. After all, if someone was in there, the last thing she wanted to do was go strolling in with a goat. Heading inside Brittany checked the locker room, clear, and then the bathrooms. All clear! She hurried back to the door and poked her head outside. "Coast is clear," she announced, with a grin on her face. Now the prank could really begin...
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Post by Patch Kimball (aka DJ Fluff) on Nov 30, 2009 19:44:42 GMT -5
Patch grinned back at Evan, trying to pet Bacon and tug his own pig off his shoes at the same time. "Damn straight!" He whispered in return, then blinked when his friend announced picture time. "Up ya go!" He grunted, heaving his pig up to join in the family photo and pulling a face at the camera. "These'd better be better than the last ones." He muttered, not quite inaudibly, once he'd set his pig back down. Unlike Evan, he had no interest in naming his pig -- he already had a pet, no need to go getting attached to another animals.
He turned to the other boys while the two girls scouted the locker rooms. "You okay, Kian? You look a bit hen-pecked," he observed, somehow managing a straight face in spite of the very, very bad joke. Brown eyes slid over to Connor; his attitude towards his childhood friend's boyfriend had changed from muted hostility to ambivalence in the course of one evening. He still resented the fact that Connor had so clearly found their thrubbing at the hands of Jessica amusing, but he hadn't brought it up the entire afternoon, and he actually seemed like an almost decent guy. And Kian liked him, though that said very little -- Patch had witnessed more than one person make stupid relationship choices out of physical attraction.
It seemed like ages until the girls returned, but as soon as they came and announced that all was clear the athlete half-pulled his pig into the locker room. He tried not to look around too much, instead keeping his eyes firmly on the pig as he bent down to untie the rope around his animal pal's neck. "Remember, don't look them in the eyes," He warned the swine, "You'll turn to stone otherwise."
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Post by Kian O'Connor on Nov 30, 2009 23:51:04 GMT -5
Kian was really glad when they started moving. He made a face at Patch's joke, "You need to work harder, that one smelled as bad as the present that Brit's Billy left behind. Be careful not to step in it," he quipped with a hidden smile.
The girl's locker room was so different than the boy's. There was no stale smell of sweat, no jock straps hanging from locker doors and no wet towels on the floor. This room was neat and smelled of flowers and hair product. He was almost envious, wishing he could change in theirs from now on. "Do we know whose locker is whose?" he asked, hoping they had a list of the cheer squad's lockers, otherwise the animals might be in there for a very long time.
"Hey Guys when we are done with this would you like to come out to my boat for a prank after party. We can swim to get the animal stink from us and there is lots of stuff to do. Patch can bring his music and test out the stereo, there is a wide screen and a ps2 as well as a computer with internet. We could see the preliminary videos before Mal does her thing." Kian invited everyone, not wanting this fun to end too soon.
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Post by Mal Harper on Dec 1, 2009 16:05:08 GMT -5
Mal just looked at Evan. "Please only you would be mean enough to name your pig bacon." Mal said laughing after Evan called her a pigist, "Is that even a word? I mean is it in the dictionary." She said smiling. "Cause if not I think you should petition and get it in there. I like it." Mal smiled as she laughed. Mal watched Brit fling the bra into the van, "I think you goat wanted that. Maybe he is a boy goat wanting to be a female goat."
Mal bickered with Patch as usual. "Patch only wants me to pick my own music because his music would ruin the video." Mal retorted. Nothing new. She missed Connor's whisper about her and Patch dating. Had she heard it, it would have earned Connor a huge 'Ewww gross and a shiver'. Her and Patch, only if hell ever froze over. Mal looked at Evan when he told her and Patch not to fight in front of the kids. "If the kids could talk they would tell you too get a new shoes, I think Bacon left you present." Mal said laughing.
She was quiet as they entered the school. "Oh I second Kian's idea." Mal said. She fixed her camera to make sure it was good to go. "So wait are we putting them in the lockers, in the locker room, or the gym. Because the practice should be over soon...." Mal only knew that because she had done some re con for this mission. Which involved talking to her sister, who had hopes of becoming a cheerleader. So it was not that hard. "I can show you raw footage, but it wont be like when i put it together. Although I have my laptop in the car. So I can put the video together why you all play video games. It should only take me a few hours to finish."
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Post by Evan Hughes on Dec 2, 2009 4:47:56 GMT -5
“Mean? Of course I’m not mean! The name suits him, and he likes it, don’t you Bacon?” Evan asked his pig, before holding out his animal to Mal as they waited for Brit to check the locker room. He was very careful as he did, he also had the rope attached to Billy the Kid in his hand, not wanting to drop either. “See, he likes it. He nodded! Go on, say sorry to Bacon and give him a kiss. Go on, don’t be mean.” he pushed his pig further towards the girl. “Come on, give him a big wet one.” Laughing, Evan held him closer when it quickly became clear that he wasn’t going to get a kiss. “And pigist is so a word. I’m very smart, I know things like words and stuff.”
When Brit came back bearing good news, he placed Bacon down now, leading both animals by their ropes and being careful to avoid the goat poo that Kian was kind enough to point out. Mal’s teasing confused him though. “What do you mean, Bacon left me...” he trailed off as he looked down, seeing a suspiciously wet shoe attached to his foot. “Bacon, come on man, these are my good shoes! I’ve only had them for like a year.” he complained as he studied his now soiled Converse. Thrusting the goat back at Brittany, he lifted the pig up into the air. “Oh, I just can’t stay mad at you! You’re too cute. I know, you were just practising for the main event. That’s a good piggy.”
Moving over to Patch, he set his pig back down next to his friend’s, untying it too. “Got that Bacon, no looking into the eyes of any cheerleaders. And try not to look at Aly too closely, I don’t want you getting scared. And try not to get eaten, she might do that.” He was about to give the animal some more last minute instructions when Kian spoke up with what sounded like the second most awesome idea of the day. “A boat? You’ve got like an actual boat? Sweet! We’re so jumping off of it.” he nudged Patch beside him. “And I challenge all of ya to a video game duel. You too Brit, just cause you’re the cutest here doesn’t mean I’m not going to kick your arse. Sorry babe, but it’s war.”
Mal did have a good question, and a very good point about practice almost being done. “Well, I reckon the gym’s too big for a good scare. Maybe we could hide the animals around the corner...” he suggested, ushering Bacon in that direction, “That way when everyone walks in, they won’t see them until they go round the corner. So when the first girls see them and make a run for it, they have to barge through everyone else first. Whaddya reckon?”
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