Chapter 1: Bathroom Wars
*Author's note: Hey there all you lovely crazies! XD This is a One Direction Fanfic my friend and I are writing together. Hope you like and all that! -Shadow*
Fox's point of veiw
Three days.
My best friend, Artemis, and I had been at this job all of three days, and we were already fired
I think it was a new record for us.
It all started when we accidentally flooded the bathroom...
Thinking back, I don't know what we were exactly thinking what would happen if we tried to start a war with wet wadded up pieces of paper towels. Maybe we thought that people would just ignore it. Maybe we thought that the magical cleaning fairies would come and clean it up before our boss saw it. (It wouldn't be the first time.)
Whatever it was, it certainly wasn't that we would clog the sinks, and break the knobs off the faucets.
"Fox, we need more paper towels!" Artemis screamed at me, trying desperately to stop the water flowing from the sink by shoving her fingers up the pipe. Then her hand got stuck. '"UGH! FOX HELP ME! I'M DYING!" She shrieked, shoving herself away from the sink. I quickly dropped the pile of toilet paper I had ripped out of the stall-we were all out of paper towels- and ran over to her.
“Alright, pull on the count of three! Ready?” I asked, grabbing onto her stomach and standing behind her. “Wait! I just remembered! I left the T.V. on at home!” She shouted, smacking herself in the head with her free hand. “Again?! I thought I said-oh never mind! We’ll do this later! Ready? One!” I shouted, and yanked as hard as I could.
The result was that Artemis was completely unprepared for this, and was yanked backward as her hand came free. She landed on top of me and I fell hard onto the soaked floor. “Ooof!” I groaned, her red hair in my face. “That was fun! Let’s do it again!” She shouted, completely unfazed, jumping to her feet. “Speak for yourself!” I gasped, sitting up and rubbing my head. I could already feel the knot forming on the back of my head from where it had smacked against the floor.
Artemis pulled me to my feet. “Well, you did say to do it on three, and you did it on one.” I pursed my lips. “Yeah, I’ve really got to stop doing that.” The two of us turned back to the bathroom. The water was now at least a half inch thick on the white linoleum floor. Paper towels and toilet paper was everywhere, and everything-including us-was soaking wet.
“Let’s do this chiz,” Artemis said, and we plunged forward. I attempted to unclog the sinks, while Artemis ran around with toilet paper trying to sop up the water. Nothing seemed to be working, though. If anything, I was making it worse and Artemis was making the floor even more slippery. “This isn’t working!” I shouted. “I know! And we’re all out of toilet paper!” Artemis shouted, running out of the stall and over to me.
Well, she tried to run to me. She slipped halfway over and went down in a shower of water. Now I can officially saw I got a shower in a public restroom. Something I wasn’t exactly looking forward to saying. “What do we do now?” Artemis asked. Her red hair was soaked, her big blue eyes even wider than normal. For the first time, I didn’t know what to do.
“WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?!” A man’s voice with a British accent roared from the door. I whirled around, slipped in the water, and fell down hard on my butt next to my best friend. There in the doorway, fat face purple in rage, was our boss. His balding head shone in the florescent light, and the buttons on his suit strained to hold his fat stomach in. “We…um….got bored,” Artemis said simply.
“YOU GOT BORED?!?!” He roared in rage. Artemis and I shared a look. “Didn’t we just say that? Gosh, you’re not too smart, are you?” Artemis asked. Mitch’s face turned blue in rage as he opened and closed his mouth like a suffocating fish. “Oh no! He’s choking!” Artemis screamed, jumping up and running over to him.
“No wait, he’s just stunned!” I shouted, jumping to my feet, too. But it was too late. Artemis already had her arms around his stomach and was unsuccessfully giving him the Heimlich. He managed to swat her away and yelled so loudly that we had to clamp our hands to our ears, “OUT! GET OUT OF MY RESTAURANT RIGTH NOW END NEVER SHOW YOUR FACES HERE EVER AGAIN!” The two quickly rushed past him. He was breathing like an enraged bull, and reminded me forcefully of one that was ready to charge.
He ran after us as we pelted into the main area of the place. Everyone in the restaurant turned to look at us as we ran past, dripping water onto the floor. “See ya, Mikey!” I shouted to the matre’d as we passed his podium. “What’d you guys do now?” He shouted over the people in front of him. “We’ll tell you later!” Artemis shouted, jumping over a stroller and trying to run out the door. The only problem was that the door was pull not push.
I quickly picked her up off the ground and set her on her feet. “Yes Grandma, I am a natural blue,” She murmured in a daze. “You’re not blue you’re red,” I corrected her, and I pushed her out the door. Mitch was still screaming very nasty insults at us. Geez, I hope he didn’t kiss his mother with that mouth.
“IF YOU ARE EVER SEEN IN THIS RESTAURANT AGAIN, IT’LL BE THE LATS THING YOU EVER DO!” He yelled as we ran down the dark London street. The two of us ran until we couldn’t see the five-star place anymore. People gave us weird looks as we passed. It wasn’t every day you saw two 17 year old girls running through London sopping wet in waitress uniforms.
We finally stopped running, panting and freezing, on a bus stop bench. Oddly, Artemis didn’t say anything as we caught our breath. “Hey Fox,” Artemis said at last, grinning evilly. “What’s you do?” I asked, grinning. She pulled something black out of her back pocket and held it up. “I took his wallet.”
*The girls' outfits*
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