Wednesday, February 10, 2010

SWAT Sleepover, Part 3

Soon we were all awake... except Brick King. Poor guy! You know its always bad to be the last one asleep at a sleepover. "Lets prank him!" Tree suggested maliciously. We all agreed that this was a good idea. Tio suggested we put leftover fake blood all over ourselves and get in his face until he woke up to see the terror. I thought we should carry his bed outside with him still in it and lock the doors. In the end we decided to pour fake blood all over him. We got out the blood and started putting it on his hand trying to supress laughter the whole time. Brick King's hand started twitching, then he moved it, smoothing it over his head and getting blood all over his hair and face. We all scattered back to our beds laughing, except Treasure who was pointing at Brick King in mock-horror and trying not to laugh. The rest of us just stared at Brick King smiling.

"Why are you all staring at me?" he asked in half-asleep confusion while scratching his head with his bloody hand. Then he finally realized that something was on his hand. He looked at it and instantly said, "Ah! I hate you guys! TREASURE!" Treasure was the closest one to him, making him the prime suspect. "I'm gonna kill you Treasure!" Brick king yelled getting out of bed.

"It wasn't him!" Tree cried, getting up and restraining The Brick King from getting killed by Treasure's self-defense. "It was all of us! He just wanted to point at you!"

“I still think it was Treasure!” Brick King said, shaking Tree off his arm and glaring at Treasure. The rest of us just laughed.

“No, it really wasn’t Treasure!” I said through laughter. "You're giving him WAY too much credit!"

“Yes it was.” Treasure said with a smirk on his face. “I planned the whole thing.”

“You did NOT!” Tree countered “You hardly even participated.”

“You guys got blood on my sleeping bag!”

“No we didn’t. You did! All we did was put blood on your hand.” I reminded Brick King.

“I hate you guys…” Brick King grumbled, but we could still see him smiling. “Where are Jay-spoon and Man Cub?”

“They had to leave early to go to some… thing.” Tio said.

“I’m hungry!” Tree whined. He ran over to the wall of windows and looked outside. “Do you think Kwanjaganim will bring us donuts?”

“Probably.” Tio said. “She usually does.”

“Hey Tree!!!” Brick King said suddenly excited.

“What…?”

“We can drink our monsters now!! Sabumnim Man Cub isn’t here anymore!!!”

“Oh please no!” I said.

“No! I want to see Brick King on a Monster!” said Tio. Brick King and Tree ran over to their stash. Tree was experienced in drinking energy drinks, but this was Brick King’s first time. Yeah, you see where this is going? We all just sat in a circle to talk and wait for donuts, watching Brick King and Tree drink their caffeine.

“Did you know that if you drink more than two of these you can be legally considered drunk?” Tree informed us.

“I don’t like it…” Brick King said. “Here Tree, you can have it.” He held his can of monster out to Tree who didn’t take it. Brick King then took another sip of the monster. “Eeew… here Tree.” He again held it out and Tree didn’t take it. He then took another sip, grimaced, held it out, “Here Tree.” Another sip.

“Why are you still drinking it?” I asked.

“I... don’t… KNOW!!” he said throwing his arms in the air, then taking another sip. “Well… now its not that bad…” Eventually he finished two and started getting jittery. “Woah… I feel weird… heh heh…”

Tree put his face in his hand.

“Look what you’ve done!” Treasure said.

“Tr…Tr..ee. Thanks for introducing me to….*huge pause*…. Monsters. Heh heh heh… heh…”

“This is awesome! See if you can walk in a straight line Brick King!” Tio challenged.

“I can walk in a straight line!” Brick King stated (Slurring every word), jumping up, stumbling for a while, then walking in a straight line.

“Now, did you all notice how difficult those first couple steps were?” Tio asked the rest of us. We all nodded laughing.

“Brick King, don’t drink monsters…ever!” I advised.

“It’s not that bad!” Brick King said swaying and bouncing in place with a half dazed half happy look on his face and laughing in the goofy way he has of laughing.

Eventually Kwanjagnim came with the donuts. “FOOOD!!” shouted the group of teenage boys plus me.

“I need you guys out of here by 11.” Kwanjagnim reminded us as she went into the office.

“We will be!” we all pledged. “Thank you ma’am!”

The donuts were gone in about 5 seconds.

“Hey! Isn’t Dancer asleep in the office?” Tim asked. Dancer had slept over, but didn’t want to hang out with our craziness, so she slept in the office. “Lets wake her up!”

“We should sing ‘Bag of Weed’ to her!!” Tree suggested.

“What is that?” Treasure asked.

“You know… ‘Bag of weed, bag of weed, everything’s better with a bag of weed…’”

Treasure shook his head. “But Kwanjagnim is in there!” came Treasure’s voice of reason. That put an end to that plan.

“I know! We could sing and dance to ‘Good Morning’ from Singin in the Rain!” Tio suggested excitedly. Brick King and Tree didn’t know that song, so Tio taught it to them along with some choreography. “Okay, lets go!” The three of them then entered the office singing and dancing, and exited later laughing.

“I don’t think she appreciated it.” Tree deducted.

“Yeah, I still want to sing ‘Bag of Weed’ though!” Brick King cried.

“Why don’t you mix the two songs together, and I’ll film it on my phone?” I suggested.

“YES!!!!” Brick King and Tree both yelled.

The original 3 congregated in the kid’s room with Treasure watching and me filming. They mixed the two together, dancing and singing. Brick King and Tree singing ‘Bag of week’ and Tio singing ‘Good Morning’. At the end of the song Tio said, “So say GOOD MORNING!!” pointing at the other two.

“WEEEEEED!!!” Brick King yelled at Tio.

“Bag of weed!!” Tree said jumping up.

I love my demo team and am glad to have gotten the chance to know them. They make my life so much more exciting than it otherwise would have been! Most of this blog is going to be talking about my team members, because they make a great story.

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