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 Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 7:47 am
Strawberry tugged on her last boot and looked herself over in the mirror. She was going to wear a skirt but jeans were the better choice for the skating rink. So the blonde had changed into her dark red skinny jeans and a simple Batman t shirt. If she was going to the rink she wanted to be comfortable.
Strawberry checked the time on her phone before slipping it into her pocket and grabbing her jacket before heading downstairs.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:16 pm
Michael was getting ready to leave to pick Strawberry up, Michael finally decided on his black polyester t-shirt with green dragons on it, a pair of black camo pants, and his Triforce belt buckle. Michael brushed his hair a few times, his cowlick would not stay down, he felt like he looked like Alfalfa, so Michael greased up his hair with gel and spiked it up. Michael looked at the time and noticed he was running late. Michael quickly went out to his limo, went back inside because he forgot his wallet, and ran back out. Michael pulled out a piece a paper from his wallet and handed tot he driver. Step on it, we are running late. Michael arrived 10 minutes late. He got out of the limo, checked his hair again, and walked up to the door and rang the doorbell.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:22 pm
Strawberry pulled her hair back into a ponytail with a stripped ribbon and slipped her panda backpack onto her shoulders as she headed for the door.
"Hey." The blonde said brightly as she pulled the door open.
Apparently that's what the twins were waiting for, and as soon as the door opened a dart with a sticky end soared over her shoulder and stuck to Michael's forehead.
"Bullseye!" The twins said in unison before running off at their sisters death glare.
"Sorry about that." Strawberry apologized, gently removing the dart. "Those were my brothers, Erin and Alex."
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:41 pm
Michael stood for a moment That was a good shot, as they say boys will be boys. Michael lowered his voice to a whisper If you would like, I have a couple of 20 round automatic dart guns, if you want to seek vengeance and start a war. Michael looked at her with an evil grin on his face, than he popped back to his purpose here Wow, you look great Michael paused So are we ready to go or do your folks want to meets me
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:47 pm
Michael Mason Jr Michael stood for a moment That was a good shot, as they say boys will be boys. Michael lowered his voice to a whisper If you would like, I have a couple of 20 round automatic dart guns, if you want to seek vengeance and start a war. Michael looked at her with an evil grin on his face, than he popped back to his purpose here Wow, you look great Michael paused So are we ready to go or do your folks want to meets me
"No worries, their school uniforms have been laced with itching powder." Strawberry replied, green eyes dancing with mischief. "Actually my parents are divorced and my dad had to leave early for work, big project with the sister company and all." The blonde said apologetically as she yelled back into the house for them to be good before stepping outside and pulling the door shut.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 3:57 pm
[[You know in my application for Kaoru, i suggested the same thing be done to Tamaki as a revenge for him calling them pervs and what not. that's hilarious]] Alright then, let's go Michael held the door open for her like a gentleman, closed the door, went to the other side and got in. Michael picked up the phone and told the driver to take them to the rink. Michael opened up a mini fridge and pulled out some sparkling apple cider, and a couple of plastic glasses. Michael poured the apple cider into the glasses and handed one to strawberry A toast, to a night full of rollerskating, and not falling down. Michael clanked the plastic glasses and took a sip.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:04 pm
((Lol.))
Strawberry thanked him for holding open the door and slid in. She wondered briefly if a limo was a little much for going to the skating rink, but didn't question it.
"Oh, thank you." The blonde smiled, accepting the cup and taking a sip. She quietly kept the fact that she use to be on a Derby team and had in fact brought her custom skates to herself.
"So, never been skating?" She asked curiously.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:21 pm
Yeah, I have a few times, last time I managed to finally skate backwards. I brought my own blades, because roller blading is easier than skates to me. By the way the only reason we are taking the limo is for my protection, My father told me he thought the accident wasn't an accident. There will be a couple of "camouflaged" body guards there. I'm terribly sorry, my mother agreed with him and said that I needed protection. I told them if they interfere at all that I would fire them on the spot. Michael then gave her some specs of the limo. supposedly the armor in the limo could withstand a barrage of .45 caliber rounds. He then told her that all this stuff is top secret development in England, This is the second vehicle to be made, the first one is for the Queen and her family. It's unlikely anything will happen, I think it was a drunk driver, who packed in a bit too much sake. Soon after they arrived at the rink. Michael got the all-clear, let Strawberry out, and went inside up to the booth, paid to get in, and walked inside. Michael sat down at a bench and placed his blades on, tied them up tight, and was ready to dance. While Strawberry was still putting on her skates Michael went up to the DJ, handed him a few grand and a playlist. he also told the DJ in a whisper Play the first song after a few others on the list
Michael quickly skated back to Strawberry.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:32 pm
"Oh, well I really hope it was just an accident." The blonde replied, listening carefully to him as he explained the specs of the vehicle. Though she wasn't much of a car person, it was still pretty interesting.
As Michael bladed off Strawberry sat down and began to remove her boots. After they were tucked safely under the table the blonde tugged on her rocket skates, custom wheels with the words "Strawberry Poundcake" rolling experimenrly as she tested them out.
"Ready." The blonde smiled as she made her way into the rink with Michael.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:41 pm
Let's rock this joint As Michael entered the rink the song "Gentleman" by Psy came on. Michael was dancing with the music while skating, until a small child no older than 6 tripped and fell right in front of him. Michael jumped to try and avoid the child, but when he landed he fell on his face. Ow Blimey that smarts Michael got up and helped the child up who was crying, and took him to the benches outside the rink area. Michael looked at him and said, Are you alright there young man The boy looked at him said thanks, and stopped crying. Let's go Strawberry
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 4:47 pm
Strawberry smiled softly at the boy and continued to skate with Michael. With a grin the blonde twisted her skates and did a graceful turn which turned her to face Michael and skate backwards.
"Psy fan?" She asked curiously, indicating the music that was playing. The blonde was quite observant and had noticed him slip the money and playlist to the DJ.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 5:21 pm
My friend in England got me into him and techno. I can tell you are really good at skating. Ever think about doing it competitively? At this moment all the black lights came on and the mirror balls came down, and the neon light started up. The song "Smooth Criminal" came on. Michael was doing a very good Michael Jackson impression. He even pulled off a spin move he worked on for the entire week. Just to let you know I am the reigning dance champion here 3 weeks running. Are you going to enter the competition it starts soon The next 3 songs were Octopus's Garden, You're my best friend by queen, and White and Nerdy by Weird Al. the DJ announced that the competition was starting in 15 minutes. Michael looked at strawberry and said You get to pick your own song to dance to, you will laugh at me when you hear my song. This place is a little different the Champion goes last Michael smiled at Strawberry confident his new routine would make him a 4 time champion, but then Michael had an idea, and he grinned and said The competition is judged by the owner, the DJ, and the manager on duty. The judges pick 2 people and everyone votes,a nd at the end of the night they announce the winner. The winner gets free admission coupon, and a coupon for a food or drink item
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 5:36 pm
"Oh well I use to be in roller Derby actually." Strawberry admitted. "Our team was called sweet nothings and my Derby name was Strawberry Poundcake." As she said this Strawberry lifted on of her skates, and continued skating as if she weren't on one foot, and pointed at the custom wheels.
"My cousin was Bruiseberry Tart." She added with a laugh before her green eyes went wide. "Oh, I don't know. I mean, I took dance lessons for quite some time but--hmmmm." The blonde took a deep breath and nodded, you only lived once right?
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 5:51 pm
I never took lessons it's more of just letting the music flow through your body really. Let's go sign up at the DJ booth Michael grabbed two fill out sheets that was the size of a note card, he handed one to Strawberry Michael wrote down his name, age and song, and placed it in the bin with the other entries You can pick any song from the 60's to the present, It just can't have any swear words in it except for the minor ones. Michael returned near the rink entrance waiting for Strawberry. The song playing was "Telephone" by lady gaga and beyonce [[have to take fiance to work be back soon]]
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 9:50 pm
"Oh, well my mom was a pageant mom so dance lessons where mandatory." The blonde explained with a shrug. She may have despised the beauty pageants and all they stood for, but she very much enjoyed the dance lessons.
Strawberry worried her bottom lip as she filled out her card and handed it to the DJ.
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