Nuisance: Short Stories

Nuisance - Part 10

"Uh... are you really gonna need all these flags Haylee?"
"Yes, so shut up and help me."
Tiffany rolled her eyes and balanced the heavy box before heading after Haylee. She had popped in to see what the Devil was doing and found her crafting thousands of pink, purple, and blue flags.
"What did you say these are for again?" she asked, panting from the weight.
"You'll see!" Haylee snapped.
"Okay, okay. I'll stop asking."
They walked into the gym where banners and balloons of the same colors were strung up. Everything was the same, except that one of the walls was now painted into a rainbow.
"You got a little theme goin' on here?" Tiffany teased, setting the box down onto a table with purple tablecloth.
"Yeah. It stands for something," Haylee shrugged, setting out flags neatly onto the tables. Tiffany raised a brow questioningly. What did she need that many flags for? There was only eight of them.
"Alright, well have fun you hooch."
With that, Tiffany strolled off to go pester Brianna.

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"Hey Haylee, could you maybe help me - the fuck is all this?!" Fern cried, dropping his clipboard.
Haylee peered down, or maybe up, from the ceiling. She was sitting criss-crossed on the rafter hanging up a banner, with her hair falling down beneath her.
"Oh hey Fern! You wanna help?" she grinned.
Fern frowned. "Alright first of all, smartass, I cant hang from ceilings cause I'm not some freaky gay demon alright? Second of all, I just need your help with this guest list."
Haylee shrugged and pushed herself from the rafter, falling down to the floor. The sound of bones cracking echoed through the gym, making Fern wince. She hated when Haylee did that.
"One second," Haylee called. "Gotta put my bones back together."
Fern watched as the sound of cracking once again echoed as Haylee stood up.
His friend smiled and dusted off her red leather jacket. She gave a happy thumbs up.
"Alright. All good my dude." She jogged over and snatched the clipboard from Fern's hands.
"Could you stop doing that? It's weird," Fern grumbled, shivering a bit.
Haylee bit down on her pen and smiled, "Nope."
The freaked out Secretary strolled over to the tables and pulled out vases of lilies for decoration.
"So what kind of music do you have planned?" Fern asked curiously, fixing a crooked tablecloth.
"Um, obviously Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, and probably Hayley Kiyoko. Only the good gay music, my friend."
"What about activities?"
"Whatcha mean 'activites'? We always play Hide N Seek at any get together. What makes you think this is any different?" Haylee laughed, tossing her the clipboard.
"If you say so."
She rolled her eyes and walked back up the wall to her previous spot on the ceiling.
"Okie dokie. Shoo now peasant, the Queen Of Hell has work to do, you straight child."
Fern chuckled and walked off to hand out invitations.

~

Haylee peered out from the velvet curtains. Tiffany and Clarissa stood by a table looking at something on Tiffany's phone; Brianna was doing some weird ritual dance in the corner; Gema and Madison were exchanging artworks; Princey was sitting unamused in the chairs facing the stage, and Fern was fixing yet another tablecloth.
"Wow, just wow," she whispered to herself.
She stood ready once she heard the sound of Fern finally introducing her.
"Here goes nothing..."
The curtain pulled back to reveal Haylee in a purple dress with blue heels and pink highlights in her hair. Two confetti canons were stationed on either side of her blowing pink, purple, and blue confetti.
"Hello my good fellows! Welcome to my party!"
A few lousy claps and a cheer from Brianna echoed. Haylee rolled her eyes and continued:
"You're probably wondering what I'm throwing a party for. Well, it's a special party because..."
She walked to the right side of the stage and pulled a gold rope, revealing a large white banner reading: "IM GAY!"
Silence weighed heavily in the air.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Were we supposed to think you were straight before?" Clarissa asked blatantly.
"Yeah we all just kinda figured. I mean you sit with your legs up in your chair. Literally how every gay sits," Brianna commented.
"Wait, so no one actually thought I was straight?!" Haylee cried.
Everyone shook their heads.
"Well in that case," she smiled. She finger gunned at the audience.
"I guess I'm bi myself."