(My P.O.V:)
In the altered words of the munchkins: "DING DONG THE WITCH IS"...badly wounded and on the ground writhing in pain, but not quite dead because killing her may not be the way to reverse the madness...
MAN that was a mouthful!
Anyway, I kicked her one last time for my amusement. Tré did the same, only harder. I was about to kick her harder than he did to start a contest, but Shelby gave me a cold look.
"Don't even start," she commanded. Tré nudged me.
"We can do it once everything's back to normal, but there's no way in HELL you're gonna beat me."
I laughed. "You wanna bet?"
"Yea. Loser gets an eye poked out!" I gave him a horrified look. "I'm kidding. How 'bout..." he picked up a rock with a grin. "...this?"
"You're betting a rock?" He nodded. "Alright." I picked up another rock. "Deal?" He nodded and we shook on it.
"Now that THAT'S over..." Billie laughed. Oh god, they heard the whole thing.
"Oh right! How do we get everything back to normal?" I asked, coming to my senses.
"And DON'T try anymore tricks!" Shelby growled.
The witch pulled out two silver pieces of candy. "The two who ate the originals...need to eat these..." She coughed out blood. "I promise... No tricks..."
Shelby and I picked up the candies. We looked at eachother.
"Nothing ventured..." I started.
"Nothing gained..." Shelby finished.
We dropped the candy down our throats. Everything swirled it around for a moment, then we fell onto the ground. I looked around.
"You back?" Shelby asked. Her voice was normal.
I looked at her normal, dressed-up self and smiled. "You tell me." Yay! My voice was normal, too.
Shelby shook her head. "You look weird... Oh wait, that's your normal self."
"You fucker!" I yelled as I hug-tackled her to the ground. I heard laughter behind us. I spun around quickly. Billie, Mike, and Tré were smiling at us. They were back to normal, too.
"Hey, we still have our bet!" Tré said with a grin.
"You're right!" Geez, I almost forgot about that! We placed our rocks next to eachother on the desk.
"Let's do this!"
I heard a scream and I pivoted to see the witch dead and Billie with a bloody knife in his hand. We stared at him for a moment in silence.
"What?" he exclaimed. "I felt like you should have a corpse to kick around instead of a living person. Easier for everyone, y'know?"
"Y'know..." I muttered. I burst out in laughter. Now everyone was staring at me. "Forget it. We have a bet."
Tré grinned. "Ladies first."
"Then shouldn't you go before me?" I smirked, proud of my own wit. Everyone else laughed.
"I'm gonna make you eat those words!" I had no idea how competitive Tré was!
"Stop talking and start kicking, dammit!" Luckily, I was just as competitive.
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I lost the bet. Tré got both of our rocks. He held them in his arms proudly as we left the mansion.
"Well, as crazy and terrifying as that was, I had fun," Shelby said.
"Heh, true that," I agreed.
"I hope we can see eachother again," Billie said with a smirk. Mike nodded.
"Yea!" Tré exclaimed. "OH OH! I've got a BRILLIANT idea!"
"Oh god..." Mike muttered.
"Let's have a make out party!" Tré grinned. Shelby and I looked at eachother, our faces red. The boys laughed.
"C'mon, Tré, let's get you something to drink..." Mike said, dragging him away.
"Awww! But I wanna say g'bye!!" We chuckled.
Mike sighed. "Fine. But after that!" He let him go. Tré ran at full speed and hug-tackled us to the ground.
"I'm gonna miss you girls!"
"We'll miss you too, Tré," Shelby laughed.
"Yea! Maybe we can have another contest sometime soon!" I cheered.
"You're on! And we'll be betting more than rocks next time!" He winked. My eyes went wide. He laughed. "Alright, Mike, I'll take you up on that drink offer now!"
"Alright. Bye, girls!" Mike called.
"Bye!" we said simultaneously. Billie looked at us for a moment. He tilted his head to the side. I looked over at Shelby, who's face was a very deep red. I laughed.
"What?" I asked him, growing a little tired of him studying us.
"She just looks...familiar..." he said, gesturing to Shelby. "...and you two remind me of when I was young..."
I chuckled. "Thanks, I guess."
"Just... Keep doing...what you're doing, y'know?"
"Sure thing."
He hugged us both and ran off after Mike and Tré. I looked at Shelby.
"So..." I sighed. "Best night ever?"
"Yea..."
"C'mon. Let's go home and reap our rewards," I chuckled.
"Okay...yea! I'll race ya!" She took off like a rocket.
"Holy shit you run fast! Wait up!"
"IT'S A RACE, NIMROD!!"
"I KNOW, YA BASKET CASE!!"
Yup! Everything was back to normal.
~The End~
I signed the bottom of my paper with pride. I felt the presence of someone in my room. I spun around to see my little brother staring at me.
"What're you doing?" he asked stupidly.
"Noneya. Now GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!"
I took one loud step forward and he ran off. I laughed and closed the door.
"Oh, Christon, you're a fucking genius." I put in my headphones and started blaring "Dirty Rotten Bastards"
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The end. No seriously.
~SaintHarlequinn
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The Halloween Switcharoo
FanfictionI'm pretty sure you know this scenario: it's Halloween. Everyone becomes what they're dressed as... But I bet you've never heard this--me and Shelby were Tré Cool and Billie Joe Armstrong for Halloween. Since Tré and Billie were dressed up as well...
