| Hi everyone! I�ve been trying since Monday to get this chapter posted during school but nooooo, too much work. *grumble grumble...* Chapter 9 5% Makes All the Difference *snoresnoresnoresnooooreSNORT!!* *WHAM* �Ow! Watch where you�re throwing that pillow Pan!� �Throwing it at you was the original intention Bra�� *grumble grumble* Pan rolls out of the bed and scooted along the linoleum floor to the kitchen on her chin and knees. �You know, you and a catipillar could compare... slinky-like and a big poof of hair.� Bra retorted while smirking. �Can it, excuse me if I�m not no Miss Merry Morning Sunshine�� Pan tried patting down the no longer silky main but a big mass of frizz caused from the constant flopping around in her bed. Saiven, now awake, rolled over in the bed she was using. �You two really are best friends,� she said as her eyes flicked over to where Pan had successfully scooted over to the fridge and was trying to open the a bottle of Sunny Delight while she was still on the floor but now upside down and struggling to pop the top off of it. �Pesky tops... why must they make things so difficult for early risers�� *Clang* �Hello girls! I brought you some breakfast from our moms� cabin. Oh! Hello Saiven! They told me about your little mission back to past and so on. I know you�ll like it here while you have the time to relax. Now come on everyone! Up up!� She stopped short as she saw a rolling mass on the floor that resembled Pan and appeared to look like she was trying to open the Sunny D that was now wedged between her and the floor. �You know if the top comes off now, it�ll just spill everywhere. And besides, I�ve got some real orange juice here,� she offered as she held up a pitcher of the thick substance. �Spare me. I�m not the fruit pulp type and anyways, this does have some real orange juice in it! See?� Pan got off the floor and shoved the bottle in Marron�s face. �...5% real juice. My point exactly Pan! But since I�m not your mother, go ahead and drink whatever floats your boat.� Marron said as she gave in while Bra was shaking her head. �Bout� time woman.� Pan complied while finally succeeding in opening the bottle. �Pan, you should be careful, you�re starting to sound like my dad.� Bra said while shaking one finger and raising her eyebrows. �Geez! Is everyone going to act like they should guide my life or what? You�re my last hope Saiven! These two don�t know what good juice is!� Pan faking to be sad and desperate, swung around just in time to see Saiven popping off the top of a Sunny Delight bottle. Pans eyes lit up. �Thatta way Saiven!� -_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_ Sorry bout that everyone! I�m like at a depression low and can�t think of anything even CLOSE to funny or romantic and I�ve got a headache so I�m very sorry that it was such a snore! I just mainly wanted you guys to know that I hadn�t died or left it again.=S ~a very sorry Mandypanchan |