Idiots Ink

Shiane: Yay! 2009!

*phone rings*

Isabel: Hey you guys doing great down there? Happy New year! Sorry I'm in Vermont but I was being dragged.

*shiane puts it on speaker*

Shelby: Hi isabel. I am gonna fly this year!

Shiane: Yea... Let's see how that goes.

Isabel: Guess what I got on ma fortune!

Shiane: wut?

Isabel: I gots

Love: there's a chance you never know who might come knockin'

Money: Filty Rich! Mwah!

Health: Umm.. yea.. I'm gonna miss you

Luck: good!!!!!!!!!

Shiane: Your health isn't good.

Shelby: Is it ever?

Shiane: Yea you got me there.

Isabel: Holy crap. Sorry guyz I gotta go. Phenoix is attacking my brother for the new year. XD

Shiane: Mean one?

Isabel: Yup. That's what he gets for trying to scan her.

Shelby: I'll save you kitty! *jumps to the rescue in slow motion*

Shiane: What are you doing?

Shelby: I'm gonna save the kitty *still in slow motion *

*Isabel hangs up*

Shiane: Uh.. Shelby I hate to burst your bubble but Phenoix is in VERMONT and she's the one having revenge.

Shelby: ... I hate u.

Shiane: I know you do.

*shelby falls*

Shelby: OwwwwwWwwwwWWWww.....

Shiane: Told you.

Shelby: Told me what? You said nothing!

Shiane: So you say. *whistling*

Shelby: Ahhh!!! TELL MEH WHAT YOU SAID!!!!!!!!!

Shiane: Nope hey isn't that parade awesome? *pointing*

Shelby: Yes. Hey they have a cookie float! *runs after cookie*

Shiane: Wait... no.. shelby thats a man in a cookie suit. Oh forget it.

Shiane: Merry Christmas you guys! *hugs isabel and shelby*

Isabel: Merry christmas. Well it's not merry anymore, Christmas eve was messed up. Got yelled at by shy, my cookies and milk stolen by shelby, and got hit with a cane by santa claus. *sigh*

Shelby: Hey those cookies were mine and you knew it.

Shiane: That's what you get for agreeing that I have boy problems.

Shelby and Isabel: You do have boy problems.

Shiane: Shut up.

Isabel: Well Let's crack open those purty, wrapped and mysterious box shall we? *runs to the tree*

*isabel goes crazy and opens all her presents in 5 seconds*

Shiane: Uh.. Isabel why is all the paper on me? *brushes ripped gift wrapping papr outta her hair*

Isabel: Oops...sorry shipie. *pats on head*

Shelby: OOOOOOhhhhh I gots cookies! *in love*

Isabel: Thats a plushie shel. It's shaped as a cookie.

Shiane: Still cant believe Santa's real. or was he.. *suspicious*

Shelby: Of course not. He's a cookie cow,

Isabel: Can I hit her?

Shiane: Be my guest.

*isabels hit shelby with the christmas tree*

Shiane: Must you be so violent and irratonal?

Isabel: Yes Yes I must.

Shelby says still under the tree (literly): I'm ok. Next time we're getting an inflattable tree.

Shiane: Anyways... What'd you get isabel?

Isabel: twilight bootleg, new guitar,  wait.. Holy crap! TWILIGHT BOOTLEG!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shiane: Thats paper.

Isabel: *grabs shiane's misslethrower* I'm coming for you Santa!

Shiane: What are you doing with my weapon AGAin!

Isabel: THIS MEANS WAR.

Shiane: You're difficult.

Shelby: Yes yes she is. I fear for santa.

Shiane: It's almost christmas!

Isabel: Yup. I can't wait to see what I got. *looks under the christmas tree evilaly*

Shelby: I hope I get cookies!

Shiane: Okay then.. I'm going to make cookies and milk.

Shelby: For santa yay! *jumps up and down*

Isabel whispers to shiane: You don't actually belive in santa do you?

Shiane whispers to isabel: course not. I just want to mess with Shelby

Isabel whispers to shiane: Count me in.

    ~ Later that very night ~

*santa falls down through the chimney*

Santa: Ow... Being a fat, old santa is hard work. *tries to grab a cookie*

* Shelby comes outta nowhere at hits santa with a stick*

Shelby: MY COOKIES!!!!!!!! *stick magically breaks* crap. now I'm weaponless.

Santa: B-but im santa.

Shelby: No you're not! Cheap immitation! *trying to rip off beard* It's stuck. A-HA! You super glued you're beard to your face.

Santa: .......

Shelby: Gosh this thing won't come off!!! Errr... *still trying*

*shiane and isabel wakes up*

Isabel: What the heck is wrong with you. SHUT UP!!!  *looks at santa scared*

Shiane: Uh.. is that santa? *points to santa*

Shelby and Santa: Noooooooooooo. Don't ridiculous.

Santa: I'm her pet cow.  Mooooooooooo. Moo.

Shelby: Yup. He's a cookie cow.

Santa: ? There is no such thing as a cookie cow.

Shelby: Not yet there is,

Isabel: DIE SANTA DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *grabs chainsaw and runs toward santa*

Santa: Touch me and no presents for you.

Isabel; awwwwww,, *drops chainsaw* so mean.
Shiane: Well I'm leaving this disaster in the making. I wanna go to sleep. *starts walking to the room*

Santa: Boy problems?

*Shiane runs back in the room in fury*

Shiane: I DONOT HAVE BOY PROBLEMS!!!!!!!!!!

Isabel: It's ok little one I'm just freaked out. *pats on the back*

Shiane: Shut up! You're so mean. I don't have boy problems.

Santa: I'm gonna go now. *disappears*

Shiane: ISABEL, SHELBY I WILL KILL YOU BOTH!!!!!!!!!!!!! *attacks*

Shiane: Awww... the beautiful fireworks... *watching fireworks*

Isabel: Yup. And I love this kimono it makes me feel---

Shiane: dumb?

Isabel: Mean. Plus you're wearing one too.

Shiane: NEEEEEHHHHHH *sticks tongue out*

Shelby: Guess what I think is beautiful.

Isabel: the confettit splurting out from each rocket in the sky *looks up and points to the sky*

Shelby: Nope. you only get one guess too.

Isabel: Darn it I had a whole list too. *list starts from japan (we're on vacation) to canada*

Shelby: ... You may be lazy but you never give up do you?

Isabel: Nope and I don't plan too. But why only one guess!!!!! *shakes shelby*

Shiane: Ok my turn. Um..... is it the fireworks forming the pictures of art?

Shelby: NOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Isabel: You're impossible. YOu got your 2 guesses now tell us the answer.

Shelby: COOKIES! ^w^

Isabel: DEstroy her? *grabs a bat*

*shiane grabs a flamethrower*

Shiane: Way ahead of ya.

Shelby: Something tells me that I might be in serious trouble this time.

*scary faces (shiane and Isabel)*

Shelby: Uh.... ByE! *runs away*

*shiane and isabel runs after her*

Shelby: Today I shall eat pie.

Shiane: Why pie?

Shelby: Pikachu stole my cookies. *cries*

Shiane: Is that possible?

Isabel: Uh.. shiane remeber you're talking to the idiot who put the house frozen and on fire at the same time.

Shiane: Right.. forgot. By the way Why is there still frozen furniture?

Shelbly: I blame the dancing turkey. He had to do some 70's moves. HORRIBLE.

Isabel: Not as horrible as the time some lion catchers thought you were a lion and put you in the circus? You did refuse to jump through the fire ring. You wouldn't budge. And I stole popcorn from some old guy probably in his 200s and got beaten with his cane. Then I kicked you into the ring of range. Was that horrible?

Shiane: Yes that was horrible. But rather funny Isabel got beat by an old man.

Isabel: HOLY CRAP SHI HAS BEEN UBDUCTED BY SOME ALIENS! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *JUMPS SHIANE* WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LITTLE SISTER!!!! -ANGRY

Shiane: ARE YOU A COMPLETE BAKA?!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOSH BOTH OF YOU GET DUMBER EVERYDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *YELLING AT iSABEL*

Isabel: I'm scared....

Shelby: FEAR NOT FOR THE COOKIES ARE HERE! *eats cookies*

Isabel and shiane: i thought the cookies were gone?

Shelby: Well... while you guys were yelling at each other me and Pikachu formed a treaty of peace. I got my cookies and he got... hisss... chicken..? Yea... I dont know.

Shiane: Happy Thanksgiving you guys. *holding turkey*

Isabel: HOLY CRAP SHI killed a bird! *pointing*

Shiane: I did not! By the way I need you to take care of this for meh Shel. *gives shelby the turkey*

Shelby: YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs with turkey on top of her head*

Isabel: You know you're not gonna get that back right?

Shiane: Yes. I don't eat turkey.

*Shelby starts doing the tango with the turkey*

Turkey: Gobble? GOBBBLLEEE!!!!!!!! *cries* (turkey language: What the-? HELP!!!

Isabel: I feel sorry for that turkey.

Shiane: *eating popcorn* Actually this a nice show.

*isabel tries to steal popcorn*

Shiane: Nice try.

Isabel: Awww.....

Turkey: GObblleeeeeeee(let me show some of my moves)

*turkey does the cha cha REALLY turkish and some dumb 70's dance*

Isabel, shiane, shelby: Now THIS is torcher *covers eyes*

Shiane: Yay! Finally Halloween's near. My favorite time of the year other than Christmas of course. Oh! And my birthday day! *FLASHBACK* Oh that's right every time it's my birthday Isabel HAS to bring a elephant in the house and drops it on Shelby. *sigh*

Isabel: Hey! That elephant was fun! He wanted to smash Shelby!

Shelby: Do you always have to injure me somehow?!

Isabel: Hey atleast I don't jump out of the window everyday beliving that someday I'll fly.

Shelby: Oh that reminds me I gotta check if I can fly now. I didn't have time this morning.

Shiane: Remind me why I hang out with two idiots.

Isabel: Because..... *tick tock* How the heck am I supposed to know?

Shiane: The worst part of autumn is school.

Isabel: You got that right sister. Our school is EVIL I tell you. And we have to wea uniforms. UNIFORMS. Seriously, they don't even deserve the name of uniform. Ask Shelby.

Shelby: If they make me fly I love em'. Then I tried it and I fell flat on my face. Now I hate em'. *smashes uniforms* Go get a job you ugly peice of paper!

Isabel: .... weird...

Shiane: --- I think we should get out of here.

Isabel: ---right behind ya. Back away back way. Run like heck---

Shiane: Let's go swimming!

Isabel: Yesh!

Shelby: To the cookies!

Shiane:.... to the water my idiot

Shelby: No, I want cookies

Isabel and Shiane: Phew we thought you were THAT dumb

Shelby: But swimming in cookies is a much better idea! To the store!

Shiane: Is it tuesday?

Isabel: Nope. But I think she needs help.

Shiane: Dido. I'm going to go swimming somewhere before she does something stupid.

Isabel: Yes, and don't forget shelbish.

* a bunch of cookies fill the room*

Isabel: Too late.

Shiane: .... yeppers. You know for a idiot she really is smart.

Isabel: why?

*bunch of cookies falls on Shiane*

Shiane: Nevermind.

Isabel: that's what u get you should listen to---- *cookies fill isabel's mouth* -swallows

I hate her oh so much.

Shelby: Yay! She loves me! ^-^

Shiane: What is Shelby doing?

Isabel: I don't know. I knew leaving her home alone would be a bad idea. Serves us right.

Shiane: Us? It was your idea.

Isabel: Blah Blah, stop nagging me Ichee-bozu.(little one)

Shiane: Let's go home and see the damages.

Isabel: Yep an idiot is born!

Shiane: Who?

Isabel: You. Why would you go home? You might get caught in what ever stupid thing she plans to do

Shiane: Good point. And I am not an idiot. ... Sometimes.

Isabel: Yesh yesh you are. Let us go.

*they find Shelby's house on fire and frozen at the same time*

Shiane: Is that even possible?

Isabel: You never know what that idiot can do. Especially on tuesdays.

Shiane: Tuesdays? Why tuesday?

Isabel: I don't know.

Shiane: You're just as stupid as she is.

Isabel: Maybe.

Shelby: Look you guys! It's my topia! *steps on the on fire half* HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TT-TT

Shiane: Well Duh! You baka (idiot) what do you expect it to be? A cookie?

Shelby: *disappointed face* Yes.

Isabel: Ok... Let me cool you off there. *sees oppurtunity* -grabbing potion- Ha ha!

Shiane: That's milk Isabel.

Isabel: Crap.

Isabel: I love to sketch a sketch of a sketch. *singing*

Shiane: You grow weirder and weirder by the second.

Isabel: Yes, Yes I do. *drinking or eating.. I don't know but something to do with a sugarinacup* Slurp*

Shelby: Can I have some?

Isabel: No. MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shelby: B-but I'm so huggable. *puppy dog face* -a horrible face by the way

Shiane and Isabel: You're kidding.

Shelby: Nope. Let me show you. For example I shall hug my cat and not harm it. *hugs it*

Shiane: Poor cat. It's going to be hugged by an idiot.

Isabel: Be glad it's not us. She tries to hug me she dies. *grabs her axe* A classic. I'm ready all prepared!

Shiane: Must you be so violent.

Isabel: Hey, atleast I'm not the one who has like a million dangerous weapons dangerous than my axe here in one trunk in her room.

Shiane: You went in my weapon box didn't you?

Isabel: Yea... Well Shelby got your flamethrower last week!

Shelby: Look it's happy again!

Shiane: Maybe she is huggable.

Isabel: Please anyone could have done that. *hit cat with a vase to make it sad again*

Cat: *sigh back to sadness

*Isabel hugs it*

Cat: *runs off screaming help*

Shelby: I think it likes you!

Shiane: The hitting with a vase didn't help.

Isabel: No, no it did not.