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Now Playing...All Saints-Black Coffee- Caffiene-a-plenty for Melissa and the gang!
"Hammer and nail! Hammer and nail! Hammer and Nail! Hammer and nail Hammer and"-
"Thanks for coming over to help us, Ed!" chirped Melissa as she walked over with some Christmas lights.
"Especially as we’ve had to move all the instruments into here!"
Melissa blinked around at the abandoned function suite. "Hey, Trav, are you sure the acoustics were really
THAT bad in the bingo room?!? I mean, it’s so cold in here!"
"Mel, trust me!" he said through a mouthful of nails in the middle of the room.
" The speakers are as useless as a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest in there, It’s too cramped!"
"Yeah okay, whatever you say!" she huffed, digging her hands into her jean pockets as her teeth chattered. "Can’t you turn the radiators on or something, I’m starting to crystallise, here!"
"Gimme a minute, will yer? Quit moaning!" he snapped. " I’m still trying to pull the carpet up!"
"Ed, can you give us a hand?" she shouted up to him as he dangled off the beam above the
huge slides Daisy had made a few hours before with the wasted bingo tables.
"I dance in France with Ants in my Pants,,,huh, that rhymed!" he chortled as he slid down the middle one to where Melissa and Travis were tugging on the carpet.
"Where,s Daisy?,,,Daisy!" she called.
No answer.
"Daisy?!?" Melissa marched over to the DJ booth in the centre of the huge room, the size of 3 school assembly halls.
"Daisy, Daisy gimme your answer, Do!" she sang gospel-like through the microphone, making a squeaky phono
sound.
"Aargh! Talk about a truck backfiring, Mel!" screeched Daisy, her ears covered as
she sat up achingly. She had dozed off on top of the DJ booth as she was
putting fairy lights around the four metal support beams.
"C’mon, we’re wasting time!" Melissa fretted as Daisy jumped down with a thud. "Hey....where's Nazz?" she asked.
"Mom, is my ceiling leaking again?" Nazz slurred in her sleep
as Kevin's slobber trickled onto her eyelid. The two trend-setters had
fallen asleep at the side of the speakers, and Nazz lay with her head
on his shoulder. Travis shook his head in total bewilderment...what is WITH those two, do they hate eachothers guts or what?!?
"Hmm...sleep tells all, I guess!" remarked Melissa.
"What's that when it's at home?" quirked Travis.
"Well, look at them! The body language!" Melissa pointed. " There's no WAY they're over eachother!"
"Watcha mean over...didn't know they were ever under!" Travis snorted blackly.
"Oh yeah...romance of the century, according to Nazz!" Melissa said, watching Travis' face. He was curious but he'd snap every muscle in his stony face before
he'd let his own sister see it.
He rubbed his nose.
" So ur...I take it they're um...on a break?" asked Travis as matter-of-factly as ahe could.
" What do you care?" Melissa asked with a sneaky grin. "Nazz isn't your usual type. She's too um...how do you put it..."
"Perfect..." Travis slurred.
"huh?" Said Melissa with surprise.
"I said she's too attached to Kevin..." Travis uttered with haste.
"Y'know me, Mel...mainstream girls ain't my cup of tea..."
he said as he watched Nazz lick her lips in her sleep.
Kevin's eyes creaked open and he smiled when he found his nose buried in Nazz' hair.
So much for the break, he thought to himself triumphantly.
"Hey Nazz! New Fad!" squealed Daisy down her ear.
"I’m up! I’m up! Where’s my purse?!?" Nazz squawked pushing Kevin away abruptly as she scrambled to her feet.
Kevin moaned and stretched before dozing off again.
Nazz looked at him sharply.
"H-hey,,,where am I?!?"
"Calm down, Nazz!" soothed Melissa. "You’re in Pineapple Place."
"How long was I out?" Nazz ask with a yawn.
"Well, you've been here for about an hour...and all you've done is sleep, so." laughed Melissa.
"And ur...I noticed you and Kev looking a bit co"-
"Don't go there, Mel!" Nazz said with a playful tone.
"I told you, It's over between me and Kevin. I guess I'm just feeling a bit lonely...eeew." Nazz pulled one of Kevin's hairs from her shirt.
"Oh ur...I don't think you'll have to worry too much about being lonely for long..." Melissa slurred under her breath.
"why's that...Mel?" asked Nazz with a twinkle in her eye.
Melissa gulped.
"No, I'm just saying...plenty of fish in the sea, eh...heh!"
corrected Melissa abruptly.
"You look a bit worse for wear, Kev!" said Daisy smugly as she hoisted him up.
"W-what’s going on?" he slurred. "Man, it’s Baltic in here!"
"Hint taken, already!" groaned Travis as he wrenched the wheelturn around on the radiator, setting of a rumbling of gushing water through the pipes.
"Well, gang. Grease up your elbows, cos you see all that carpet over there?" pointed Melissa to the centre of the room.
"Yeah,,,?" chorused Daisy, Nazz and Kevin as he wiped the sleep out of his eyes.
He tried to smile at Nazz but she darted her gaze away.
"It’s all gotta be pulled up!"
"Why?!?" complained Nazz, yawning.
"Well, I didn’t know this until before, but apparently my grandma had a rollerdisco
installed here back in the 70’s-but then it became passe and she had it covered
with carpet in time for the “enigmatic 80’s”" said Melissa sarcastically.
"All it might need is a bit of a polish and it’ll be as good as new by tomorrow nite."
"You mean tonite, Mel." Corrected Travis, yanking on the stubborn upholstery.
"Yeah, whatever." She dismissed. "So, c’mon, look lively!"
"Please hold!" slurped Ed as he grabbed
it with his teeth and gnawed hungrily. The kids hauled with all their might until RRRRRRRRIP! The carpet split
to reveal a smooth wooden dance floor underneath.
"Awesome!" gaped Kevin as he ran his hand along the finish. "It’s perfect, Man! it’s like brand new!"
"The 10 year anniversary of sibling torture is upon us!" informed Ed dramatically.
"Hey, where is your Sarah, Ed?" asked Melissa. "She said she was going to come over and sort out some tracks for her DJ set!"
"What?" snorted Kevin. "you’re letting the twirps on the turntables?!? I’ll never live it down, do you know how many kids from school are coming?!?"
"Sarah bad for Ed!" panicked Ed, hiding under Melissa's arm.
"Kevin, it's pretty simple." She explained, patting Ed's
head as he trembled feverishly. "It's Sarah's birthday on
saturday, she's 10. Y'know how it is, you think you can take
on the world cos you're 2-digits now instead of one..."
"Oh let me guess!" said Kevin sarcastically with a swipe of
his hand. "She’ll be burning alongside MC Railroad? man,
this’ll be a hoot!"
"As I was saying..." she butted in firmly. "As long as she
keeps her parents sweet about the shindig we’ve got going
down here." She blew the dust off the turntables.
"Now,you
probably know better than I do how highly her parents regard
themselves
as Pillars Of The Community, but from what
I've heard "beat Your Neighbour" really is their forte. If
their little princess is the
"star attraction"" she
said, making quote marks with her
fingers. " That;ll
keep them off our back as far as how much noise we make.But
if you guys want to wrap this party up at 8:30pm on a
Saturday night and go home and watch Phantom Of The Earwax
and Zombie Brainmuncher re-runs, then be my guest!" she said
with a dismissive wave.
"Well said, Mel!" praised Nazz. Kevin looked at her
questioningly. "What can I say, Kev? The girl’s got brass!"
“Cheers, Nazz..." Melissa smiled . "And anyway...it’s just a prop! Travis is gonna be manning the music from his recording studio!” Melissa pointed to the plug hanging from the turntable and kicked it out of view. “C’mon Kevin! What’s it hurt to keep a kid happy, especially on her birthday?”
"Aww you’re so sweeeeeeet!" Nazz pinched Melissa’s cheeks playfully, the latter blushing as she wriggled away laughing. Kevin’s eyebrow raised in confusion.
"Yeah, Whatever." He shrugged in defeat. "But if this side-show goes pear-shaped you’re on your own!" he walked off in
a huff to get some more instruments onto the stage. Melissa
clasped her hands over her face wearily.Travis tapped her
on the arm.
"Hey I've just remembered..." Travis remarked. "It's 10
years ago Saturday..." Travis' face grew even more morbid
than usual.
"Oh...I can't believe I forgot!" Melissa's
eyes widened with sadness.
"Forgot what?" asked Nazz.
"Oh...nothing, you wouldn't have known her." mumbled Daisy
sadly.
"Known who?" asked Kevin.
"It's a long story, but..." Melissa sighed. "10 years ago
this saturday Vegas lost one of the best child acts in its
history. Her name was-
"Yo-ho-ho and a bubble of gum!" squawked Eddy as he booted the side door open. He and Edd walked in,
soggy from the pouring rain. Edd yawned and licked his lips.
"I twiddle my nose and I scratch my bum!" chimed Ed from the rafters.
"Oh great!" muttered Kevin. " I can’t believe we’re lumbered with those three dweebs."
"Ah, Double D ain’t too bad." Defended Travis. " I tell yer,,, I reckon our Mel’s got it big for him, Kev!"
"What?!?" said Kevin in disbelief. "How d’you know?"
"I’m her twin, I pick up on things like that!" he said
confidently as they watched her hand a clean tissue to Edd to blow his crimson nose, which he took with embarrassed gratitude. Travis and Kevin cringed at the cuteness of it. "Oh C’mon, it’s so obvious! Look at the way
she’s googling at him all the time...it’s nauseating, man!"
"Yeah, but,,,Double Dweeb?!? Why?!?" Kevin shirked. "He’s so
clever, and clean and quiet and -ugh- polite! It’s enough to make you heave!"
"Yeah, but I’ve been told girls go for that new-man sensitive
side kinda thing." Said Travis with pretentious bewilderment as he scratched his bum. Travis hid alot more under his panda make up than he liked to let on
"If a girl tried any of that men-are-from-Venus-women-are-from-Mars crud on with me I’d just be like,,,hey! Girl, get in that kitchen, and cook me and the boys up some grub for the game!" Said Kevin gruffly. He and Travis pounded their fists on the sides of the speakers with laughter.
"Wow...you really are a meathead..." Laughed Travis to himself through gritted teeth.
"Yeah!" he continued. " And I’d just be like,,,hey, woman! Do what you do best-look hot and make babies!"
At this point he and Travis were rolling around on the floor giggling. Melissa noticed them wasting time and stormed over.
"Yep...the future of Peach Creek is bleak!" chortled Travis to himself as he struggled to keep his kilt over his modesty from squirming with laughter.
"Oh yeah!" sniggered Kevin, standing back up. "And then when she’d want sympathy I’d be like, you want sympathy? You’ll find it in the dictionary between "-
"Shake a leg, you two! This ain’t a cappuccino break, get your bubblebutts moving!"
"Yes ma’am!" piped Kevin and Travis, scurrying away with the speaker.
"Better hide the women cos the men have arrived!" bellowed Eddy as he and Edd strutted over to the turntables.
"Sexist pig!" hissed Daisy as she dangled Ed by his leg over the side of the rafter.
"That’s me, bay-bee!" said Eddy with a cocky grin.
"Oh…how unlike a dork!" scoffed Kevin as he and Travis pulled out the wires for the amplifier.
"Keep up the good work, Kev!" sneered Eddy.
"May the crabs on your apples pinch the ears of your pig!"
cursed Rolf after banging continuously on the side door and no-one answering.
"Oh my,,,sorry, Rolf!" peeped Edd, pulling the door back to reveal Rolf standing in the rain, extremely drenched and extremely peeved. "I honestly didn’t hear you!"
"Rolf has no time for this!" he snapped. "Where is smart-Alec Kevin?!?"
"Yo,Rolf!" barked Kevin. "I’m over here, wanna give us a hand?"
"Rolf’s ever-increasing manliness is required again!" he squawked as he hopped over. Edd yawned and slumped back over to where Eddy, Nazz and Melissa stood.
"Hey, girls!" Eddy clicked.
"Hiya Eddy!" Melissa smiled. "Where’ve you two been?"
"Oh just adding our final touches to the Pyrex background,
its sizzlin! !" he cooed. "Whoo-hoo! Check out these slides!" he gushed as he ran over, his tongue flapping. Daisy and Ed dropped down attached to a bungee cord each.
"ARIBA!" she squealed as she bounced up and down like a yo-yo.
"Blood is rushing to my head!" laughed Ed as he jiggled up and down on the rope. He unclipped himself and landed with a thud face-first.
"That is so cool!" drooled Eddy, pushing Ed out of the way. "Gimme a go!"
"Sleepy, sleepy , sleepy,,," mumbled Edd as he spun around asleep on top of the turntables like a vinyl record.
"wake up, Sockhead!" hissed Eddy, shaking him by his
shoulders. Edd’s eyes creaked open and closed again.
"Mother, I’ve already sterilised the gutters!" he slurred as he dozed.
"Make some noise, girls and boys!" hooted Ed through the microphone as he scratched Edd back like a disc jockey. "Double D mix comin’ at ya freestyle!" he rapped.
"Ed, will you please sto using my head as an LP?" muffled Edd, face down.
"Spin cycle!" laughed Ed as he revved up the wheel on the turntable and poor Edd ricocheted through the air like a Frisbee.
"Eddy!!!!" he howled as gravity began to pull.
"Dorkkshell, 12 o clock!" ducked Kevin as Edd plummeted. He landed softly in Travis’ unexpecting arms.
"H,,,hello, Travis!" peeped Edd, quaking. "Tell me one thing,,,it’s not me,,,it’s him, right?!?" he peeped, pointing to Ed.
"Look on the bright side, Double D." said Travis. "...at least...WE’RE normal."
"Yah, Double Ed Boy fell faster than my Nana’s pantaloons on laundry day!" scoffed Rolf.
"I second that, Travis..." sighed Edd.
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