Becki rolled her eyes. “Hush, Katelyn, I didn’t say that.”
“She did! We also have a BIG announcement! When I say big, I mean Super-Duper-Bigger-Than-Peter big! So, start reading the story!”
Becki slapped her palm to her face. “They could if you let them!”
“Whatever. Start reading!”
Becki hooked the last Chinese lantern-type-thing on the tent wall and climbed down from the ladder. “Okay! All done! Now do we get to have the party?”
Katelyn shook her head and tapped her pen on her clipboard. “Not yet, we still have to get Lindsey to get out of the ‘box’. And where are the refreshments? We can’t start without refreshments! And we still need a portable CD player. I have the music on my CD, but no CD player! What good is that?”
“Okay, okay, I get it. I’ll get my CD player, you get Linzee out of the box, I’ll get the snacks, and you get the drinks. Okay? Great.” Becki walked off without waiting for Katelyn’s answer.
Katelyn mumbled under her breath. Why should she have to get Linzee out of the box? For some reason, Linzee loved it. The little glass box that Becki had come up with was now a big hit. If Linzee was missing, that’s where you could find her! Katelyn sighed. It wasn’t going to be pretty.
Katelyn walked over and grabbed the little communication device Becki had installed in and out of the box. “Linzee, it’s time to come out of there! You can’t stay in there for the rest of your life!”
Lindsey looked through the glass at Katelyn. “Kataleen, I can stay here my whole life, and I will. You can’t make me come out.”
Katelyn, thoroughly exasperated, decided to try another tactic. “Fine, I’m going to go fly Peter!”
Lindsey jumped off of the bed that was bolted to the floor. “You can’t do that! The new bylaws clearly states that Peter is mine, and mine alone. If you want to fly him, you have to have a signed contract! If you don’t, I will come up with a terrible punishment that will make you have nightmares even when you’re awake!”
“But you won’t come out of the box, so you can’t do anything to me if you’re inside of there.” Katelyn turned in the direction of Peter. “Ready to go flying?”
Lindsey’s face was as red as a beet now. “You can’t, you can’t! I’ll tell Beekee!”
Katelyn seemed to ponder that for a moment. “Okay, tell you what. If you come out of the box, I won’t take Peter.”
Lindsey made a face.
“Okay, well. . .” Katelyn thought a moment, and then remembered how Becki got Lindsey out the first time. “Linzee, I love you! I love you so much, I found this puppy! And I want you to have him! He’ll love you no matter what!”
Lindsey’s eyes had brightened, and she began jumping up and down. “Aw, I love you too, Kataleen! And I’ll come out! I want the puppy!” Katelyn pressed a button on the Box Controller, and Linzee was out. She ran over to where Katelyn stood and hugged her tightly until Katelyn thought her lungs would burst. “I. . . Can’t. . . Breath, Linzee!”
“Oops, sorry. Where’s the puppy?” Katelyn sighed. She would never fool Linzee.
“Um, he’ll be here, soon. Come on, we have to get dressed for the party. Our Guest of Honor will be here soon.”
“Party? Guest of Honor? Why didn’t anybody tell me there was going to be a party and Guest of Honor?!” Lindsey’s eyes were wide and she looked like she was about to explode.
“Linzee, we did. Either you weren’t listening, or you forgot. Now, go get dressed.” Lindsey walked off mumbling, and Katelyn went off to find Becki.
Becki was standing at the refreshment table when Katelyn found her. She turned when Katelyn walked up, clipboard in hand. “Where have you been!? I had to get both snacks and food! Were you trying to sneak Marc into the party? Again?”
“No, I wasn’t. Do you know how long it took me to get Linzee out of the box? It felt like hours!”
Becki sighed. “Next time, try the puppy thing. It always works.” Katelyn shook her head. No sense in trying to explain that she did. They had a party to get started!
“Is everything ready? The Guest will be here soon!” Katelyn all but stomped her foot.
Becki shrugged. “I guess. C’mon, let’s go get dressed.”
Katelyn walked towards the small dressing room, and then stopped suddenly. “Oh. My. Word. Did we forget to send out the invitations?”
“I knew we forgot something!”
“Oh. . . . What are we going to do?”
Becki took a deep breath and then let it out. “Well, Peter can fly us around. But Linzee’s getting dressed. We could take Peter, but then you know she could come up with any kind of punishment.”
“Yeah, but we have to have other guests! Look, you get the invites out with Peter. I’ll keep Linzee from knowing and fix everything here. Don’t forget to invite Emily!”
“Okay, I won’t. But if she finds out. . . ” Becki didn’t have to finish her threat. Her message was perfectly clear. Katelyn scurried off to get dressed in her deep red-Victorian style ball gown.
Each one of the Thriving Threesome girls were clad in their Victorian style ball gown. Becki’s was a bright-turquoise with white beads sewn onto the sleeves. Lindsey’s was a bright green, with lace galore. Katelyn’s was a deep red, with white and black rhinestones around the waist.
“Why do we have to wear these itchy dresses? I don’t know how those ladies back then could stand it.”
“Becki, stop complaining. We’re wearing them because they’re pretty, and we’re to look elegant. And besides, Marc, “ Katelyn gestured to the young man standing in the corner. “gets very uncomfortable near girls who are wearing less frilly and poufy dresses and guys wearing khakis and polo’s.”
“But what about us? Why should we have to be uncomfortable because of the heat and poufy dresses, just because one guy doesn’t like what we originally wear?”
“Hush, our Guest of Honor will be here soon! Eeek!” Katelyn shrieked, the excitement overwhelming. She rushed over to the mic, as fast as the big dress would let her. “Everyone, may I have your undivided attention? Thank you. Now, may I present, Jasmine Hingle Carolise! The newest member of the Thriving Three—Oops—The Fearsome Foursome! She now makes number four! Welcome Jasmine!” Katelyn began clapping her hands and soon all of the party-goers began clapping. Jasmine, clothed in a Tender Kiss pink dress, ascended into the tent, up onto the make-shift stage.
“Thank you! Everyone! I’m honored to be one of the Fearsome Foursome. I have to thank Becki, Lindsey, and Katelyn for giving me this wonderful chance!”
Three hours later
Jasmine had been introduced to everyone now. Even Becki’s 14 year-old sister, Sarah, and the Fearsome Foursome’s ‘retired’ member, Emily. “I totally love this! And to think I’m gonna be with y’all from now on!”
Becki smiled. “Is the party over now? I really need to get out of this dress. It weighs at least 300 pounds and it’s hot outside.”
Katelyn rolled her eyes. “Yes, Beekee. The party is over.”
“Great! See ya later peeps!” Becki walked towards the tent’s opening. A tall, lean man stepped in front of her, blocking her way out. “Excuse me sir, the party’s over and I need to go outside. So, kindly, get out of my way.” The man stood as still as a statue, glancing around the tent, his eyes finally resting on the other girls.
Katelyn gasped, Lindsey’s eyes widened, and Jasmine looked around, trying to figure out what was wrong.
“Evil Dr. Franks! H-how did you find us?” Katelyn asked, her voice trembling. Becki backed away from the Crazy Cape Mental Institute doctor, the one that had loved to give out shots with needles a mile long.
“What? Surprised to see me? You shouldn’t be.” Julius Franks’ evil grin made each girl shudder. “I wasn’t about to let you go, after all, we weren’t done with the test medication for crazy people, despite your ‘friend's’ attempts.”
“We’re not crazy! We’re. . . different.” Lindsey said, defensively.
Dr. Franks walked towards the girls, his steps menacing. “You have no way to get out. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Your choice.”
The girls all gulped.
To be continued. . . .