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Author: Neko-chan1
Fiction Rated: K - English - Humor/Supernatural - Reviews: 4 - Published: 10-22-02 - Updated: 10-22-02 - id:1027370

When Party Decorations Become Possessed By Evil Demons

By: Neko-chan

A/N: Yet another _strange_ story done for Creative Writing Club. (Sometimes it's just so hard to be vice president...;_;...) Anyway, NO, I did NOT chose the topic. Our club moderator did. (He worries me sometimes...) And, as you can tell by the title, the topic that our moderator chose was: *beeeeeeeeeeeeep!* (LOL! Don't want to spoil the plot, now do I? ^_~) Enjoy!

Bryanna sighed and jumped up onto the patio table, swinging her legs back and forth as she watched her best friend repeatedly hit the oversized pink bunny piñata. Or, to better phrase the sentence, Bryanna watched as Amy TRIED to hit the oversized pink bunny piñata repeatedly. Rolling her gray eyes, the red-headed girl sighed.

"Amy? Are you done YET? I mean, you've been whacking at that thing for over an hour and you STILL haven't been able to land a single hit. Don't you think that it's time for someone else's turn, Amy-chan??"

Amy grunted out a reply and stood glaring at the pink party decoration. "EVERY single time I almost hit it, it always seems to dodge! I swear! It's like...enchanted or something," the small brunette answered. She glared for a minute, then swung her bat so around that she spun around in circles.

The taller girl burst into laughter at this. "You're such a dork, Amy-chan. But seriously, though, I think that it's someone else's turn." She paused for minute, then decided to continue: "And it probably isn't enchanted. Just possessed," she teased. "Remember that toaster you thought was possessed? And that fork? And, of course, we can't forget that roll of toilet paper."

Amy snorted in reply and stuck out her tongue. "Okay, okay. I'm probably just overreacting and all...but I swear that I tried really really hard to hit that stupid thing!"

Once again, Bryanna laughed aloud. "Amy, this is you we're talking about. You're about as coordinated as...as...as, well I dunno...but you're the most uncoordinated person that I have EVER met."

"CJ's worse," Amy muttered to herself, referring to Bryanna's youngest sister.

Bryanna heard this and snorted. "Amy, even _CJ_ can catch a baseball. You can barely do that." Amy's only reply for this was to stick out her tongue. Bryanna answered similarly. Soon the two girls has a Who-Can-Stick-Their-Tongues-Out-Longest contest. While they were distracted, Amber took the opportunity and 'borrowed' the bat from Amy's grasp.

Forty-five minutes later, Amy and Bryanna were still continued in their Who-Can-Stick-Their-Tongues-Out-Longest contest. Neither was winning; but, on a lighter note, neither of them was losing, either. Just as suddenly, Bryanna broke their contest and looked at the piñata with a pondering look on her face.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!! I WON!!!!!!" Amy crowed loudly. Bryanna tossed a water balloon at her and Amy was silenced just as quickly.

"Amy-chan...I think you may have actually been right...for the very first time!" the red-headed girl said while staring at the piñata with suspicious eyes. "I mean...everyone else has had a whack at it and no one has been able to hit it. After all, no one could be as uncoordinated as YOU." Hearing this, Amy pouted and shot her best friend a nasty glare. Because Amy's glares weren't as powerful as her own, Bryanna easily brushed off the effects of such a glare and continued her musing. "Maybe...maybe this piñata really IS enchanted!!!"

And, because this is a work of fiction based on AMAZING coincidences, at that exact moment the pink bunny piñata finally chose to say something!! (Awe-inspiring, isn't it? Reeeeeally makes you have faith, huh? Anyway, back to the story...) "KNOCK IT OFF, WILL YA?! I mean, I've been here for several hours, hanging on a stupid rope, and dumb little kids keep on trying to hit me!!! I mean, even a DEMON has its limits!!!!!!"

Bryanna blinked and turned to her best friend. "Did you just hear what I heard?"

Amy nodded. "I did."

"And did that demon just speak?"

"Yup, it spake."

"Amy...spake isn't a word," Bryanna said, staring at her friend weirdly.

"Yes, it is. It's in the King James' Bible. So there," Amy retorted and stuck out her tongue. Bryanna, once again, stuck out her own tongue in reply.

"AHEM," the demon said, clearing its throat pointedly. The two friends blinked and returned their attention once again to it. "As I was saying, there's a certain point where a demon breaks and guess what? You breached it! SO PREPARE TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Amy and Bryanna blinked, stared at each other, stared at the pink bunny party decoration, blinked again, and then returned their gazes to one another. Reaching a decision at the same time, they both nodded in consent. And they did what any normal person would do: They ran as fast as their legs could carry them.

'No...more...pink...bunnies,' Bryanna thought to herself as she dodged a huge fireball blasts. 'DEFINITELY no more pink bunnies...'

'I'm hungry... Yeah, I'm REALLY hungry... I wonder if the demon will just stop for a minute so I can eat? Naw...stupid pink bunny would never do that...' Amy thought to herself and pouted. After all, she was REALLY hungry. 'Stupid pink bunny demon... AAAHHHHH!!! That was a close one!' Her thoughts rapidly switched from food to survival as the fireballs continued to hit closer and closer to herself.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the two girls screamed as they put on an extra burst of speed.

"I'll get you, my pretties!" the demon raved. "You and your little anime DVDs, too!!"

A/N: LOL! Yes, the topic dealt with an evil piñata coming to life. *blinks at readers* HEY! Don't look at me like that! _I_ didn't chose the topic. Our club moderator did. Anyway, I hope you liked my fic! ^_~



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