Post by celticthunder1510 on Jun 25, 2011 11:38:27 GMT -5
Chapter ONE HUNDRED TWO
George was asleep when the Triples got to him as well. Sami and Keith rattled the door on the closet and made it so loud that George got up and thought it was the door to his room. He opened the door and peered down the hall in both direction and saw no one out in the hall. He shook his head and tried to go back in the room but found hands on his back that shoved him into the hall without his room key and no ID on him and the door slammed shut on him. This completely rattled his nerves. He did have his cell phone, however, so, he called Sharon who had his spare room key and asked her if she could bring it to him and let him back into his and Emmet’s room.
The minute he got back into his room he grabbed his shoes, his room key, and his ID and ran out of the room, clearly rattled. Keith got the pictures on Damian’s cell phone camera by levitating the camera outside the room window and shooting a clearly rattled George running around in his room gathering his things. His jacket was the last thing he went for and it moved down the hanger rack on it own which scared him and the color drained from his face which Keith got in the camera memory. ‘Priceless!’ he thought to himself. “He’ll never know how these got posted to Twitter and it will be priceless!’
Later that afternoon, Teri took the Triples to see Paul and Seffi and the twins for the afternoon and Keith and Kevin went with Unca Paul to the computer to “see his new video golf game” he said. What they were doing was posting the frightened pictures of Emmet, Sharon and George to Twitter under various headings which had something to do with them ‘being haunted’ to the Triples it was hysterical. To them, when the pictures posted, it was clearly unnerving-especially when the pics showed balls of light following them around the room which Keith thought was a nice touch so the shots looked authentic.
Paul smiled his evil smile and posted the lot of the pics the kids had taken and sat back, satisfied with his work. ‘Wonder how long it will take till the Twitter goes nuts on Emmet, George and Sharon-I do NOT need to know how you got her but it was pure class kids!’ he thought at his niece and nephews.
Sami was talking to Maeve in her mind and she laughed out loud at what Maeve said, ‘Unca Paul, you are NOT gonna believe what Maevie said just now! She said if we wanna get them all good and freaked we should scare them every place they go that is in a haunted city or town. Your daughter is an evil genius just like US! I love her for being so wickedly cool!’
Paul thought at her, ‘Sami, some of the things she comes up with are amazing for a child of almost a year and a half old. Her and her brother and I can sit in the park and just, you know, look like we are staring at each other but we are having an epic conversation in our minds together. It is amazing what they think of!’
The Twitter feed started going nuts on Emmet’s and George’s cell phones around the same time and it was people wondering if they should be sending the lads warm milk and cookies to calm their nerves before bed. A lot of the faithful kept saying there is no such thing as ghosts and some of the skeptics sent copies of the Theme from Ghostbusters to them because it was hysterical that they were scared of a few things going bump in the night!
George picked that moment to come up and knock on Paul’s door and say, “Can I come in and crash on your couch for a couple of hours? We have a wee ghostie in our room at the hotel and I am a bit scared to sleep in there.” Then, he noticed Emmet asleep on the chaise lounge in the twins nursery. He said, “Emmet beat me to the kids nursery huh? Well, can I take the couch for a couple of hours, please? I need to get past this jet lag and then I will be as right as rain, Paul, I promise!”
Paul said, “There really is no such thing as ghosts, either normal or wee ones, George. Of course you can take the couch for a couple hours of sleep, mate.”
Keith said, “Unca George? Are you OK? There is no such thing as ghosts-Unca Paul is right and he is the smart one here, right? Cuz, he knows there is NO SUCH THING AS GHOSTS.” adding emphasis to his last few words for effect. “The Tweets you are getting on your Twitter are hysterical, you know. We have been seeing it all over cyber space. Who took the pics of you spooked out of your mind, Unca George? It was too funny!”
George finally looked at his Twitter account and saw it had had 1200 hits in the last two hours of all kinds of people including his wife and daughter telling him there was no such thing as ghosts. He tried to accept this as known fact but, he could not dismiss what he had seen that afternoon in his hotel suite-it was well and truly haunted by SOMETHING. He thought to himself, ‘I am too scared to go back to that room alone again!’
When Kevin picked up on that thought, he sent it to the rest of his siblings and Unca Paul and they all had a good laugh at George’s expense knowing what the cause of his paranoia was and never going to tell him. Seffi saw the extreme happiness in their faces and thought to Teri, ‘They look TOO happy, don’t they Teri. What on earth are they up to now?’
Teri, ‘Do you think it has something to do with Twitter and the lads?’
Seffi, ‘Well, if it does, they had whatever they got coming to them for ruining the Triples party for our husbands. It was not nice to cake them on their big night-especially after I had worked for five hours on that cake!’
Sami said, ‘Unca Paul? Let’s order Chinese, invite Dad here, and have a huge feast, what do you say?’
Paul, ‘I say, Sami-girl, you are one very smart cookie!’ Aloud, he said, “Um, Sami and I are going to Fong’s Chinese to get Pu Pu Platter for 10 and a gallon of Chicken Chow Mein and a ton of fortune cookies. We invited Damo already so, he should be here by the time we get back with the food.” He rounded up Keith and Kevin and said, “Come on, lads, let’s go and get dinner for the crew, OK?”
When they left, Teri tried to find out if Paul had anything to do with the pictures on the Twitter and when she could not find anything linking him to them, she said, “I wonder how those photos got on the Twitter feed in the first place-they did not come from Paul’s computer-I checked it and it is clean.” Seffi sighed and was happy her husband was innocent-this time.
Damian met the gang at the entrance to Fong’s and helped them get the Chinese food loaded into the Radio Flyer wagon Paul had brought to transport the food home in. Damian saw the sack of fortune cookies they had gotten with their dinner and was happy about the cookie aspect of dinner.
Sami asked him, ‘Where were you all day, Dad?’
Damian, ‘Why, Sami-girl? What did you do while I was gone? To answer your question, I was doing promo work for the band. What did you three do today?’
Keith said, ‘Well, Dad, what we did was…’ when he finished telling him the whole story, Damian stood in the middle of the street and laughed so hard, he almost fell over from losing his breath from all the laughter.
‘Are you frelling serious?’ he asked in their heads. ‘You SCARED your Unca George, Unca Emmet and Aunite Sharon by ‘haunting’ their rooms? That was EPIC. Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?’
Kevin, ‘We didn’t want you to be mad, Dad. Or worse, try to stop us. We needed an inside man so, we asked Unca Paul to help us and he is on our side.’
Sami looked Damian right in the eyes and asked him, ‘Are you on our side, too Dad? Can we keep going and prank Unca Declan and Unca Neil?’
George was asleep when the Triples got to him as well. Sami and Keith rattled the door on the closet and made it so loud that George got up and thought it was the door to his room. He opened the door and peered down the hall in both direction and saw no one out in the hall. He shook his head and tried to go back in the room but found hands on his back that shoved him into the hall without his room key and no ID on him and the door slammed shut on him. This completely rattled his nerves. He did have his cell phone, however, so, he called Sharon who had his spare room key and asked her if she could bring it to him and let him back into his and Emmet’s room.
The minute he got back into his room he grabbed his shoes, his room key, and his ID and ran out of the room, clearly rattled. Keith got the pictures on Damian’s cell phone camera by levitating the camera outside the room window and shooting a clearly rattled George running around in his room gathering his things. His jacket was the last thing he went for and it moved down the hanger rack on it own which scared him and the color drained from his face which Keith got in the camera memory. ‘Priceless!’ he thought to himself. “He’ll never know how these got posted to Twitter and it will be priceless!’
Later that afternoon, Teri took the Triples to see Paul and Seffi and the twins for the afternoon and Keith and Kevin went with Unca Paul to the computer to “see his new video golf game” he said. What they were doing was posting the frightened pictures of Emmet, Sharon and George to Twitter under various headings which had something to do with them ‘being haunted’ to the Triples it was hysterical. To them, when the pictures posted, it was clearly unnerving-especially when the pics showed balls of light following them around the room which Keith thought was a nice touch so the shots looked authentic.
Paul smiled his evil smile and posted the lot of the pics the kids had taken and sat back, satisfied with his work. ‘Wonder how long it will take till the Twitter goes nuts on Emmet, George and Sharon-I do NOT need to know how you got her but it was pure class kids!’ he thought at his niece and nephews.
Sami was talking to Maeve in her mind and she laughed out loud at what Maeve said, ‘Unca Paul, you are NOT gonna believe what Maevie said just now! She said if we wanna get them all good and freaked we should scare them every place they go that is in a haunted city or town. Your daughter is an evil genius just like US! I love her for being so wickedly cool!’
Paul thought at her, ‘Sami, some of the things she comes up with are amazing for a child of almost a year and a half old. Her and her brother and I can sit in the park and just, you know, look like we are staring at each other but we are having an epic conversation in our minds together. It is amazing what they think of!’
The Twitter feed started going nuts on Emmet’s and George’s cell phones around the same time and it was people wondering if they should be sending the lads warm milk and cookies to calm their nerves before bed. A lot of the faithful kept saying there is no such thing as ghosts and some of the skeptics sent copies of the Theme from Ghostbusters to them because it was hysterical that they were scared of a few things going bump in the night!
George picked that moment to come up and knock on Paul’s door and say, “Can I come in and crash on your couch for a couple of hours? We have a wee ghostie in our room at the hotel and I am a bit scared to sleep in there.” Then, he noticed Emmet asleep on the chaise lounge in the twins nursery. He said, “Emmet beat me to the kids nursery huh? Well, can I take the couch for a couple of hours, please? I need to get past this jet lag and then I will be as right as rain, Paul, I promise!”
Paul said, “There really is no such thing as ghosts, either normal or wee ones, George. Of course you can take the couch for a couple hours of sleep, mate.”
Keith said, “Unca George? Are you OK? There is no such thing as ghosts-Unca Paul is right and he is the smart one here, right? Cuz, he knows there is NO SUCH THING AS GHOSTS.” adding emphasis to his last few words for effect. “The Tweets you are getting on your Twitter are hysterical, you know. We have been seeing it all over cyber space. Who took the pics of you spooked out of your mind, Unca George? It was too funny!”
George finally looked at his Twitter account and saw it had had 1200 hits in the last two hours of all kinds of people including his wife and daughter telling him there was no such thing as ghosts. He tried to accept this as known fact but, he could not dismiss what he had seen that afternoon in his hotel suite-it was well and truly haunted by SOMETHING. He thought to himself, ‘I am too scared to go back to that room alone again!’
When Kevin picked up on that thought, he sent it to the rest of his siblings and Unca Paul and they all had a good laugh at George’s expense knowing what the cause of his paranoia was and never going to tell him. Seffi saw the extreme happiness in their faces and thought to Teri, ‘They look TOO happy, don’t they Teri. What on earth are they up to now?’
Teri, ‘Do you think it has something to do with Twitter and the lads?’
Seffi, ‘Well, if it does, they had whatever they got coming to them for ruining the Triples party for our husbands. It was not nice to cake them on their big night-especially after I had worked for five hours on that cake!’
Sami said, ‘Unca Paul? Let’s order Chinese, invite Dad here, and have a huge feast, what do you say?’
Paul, ‘I say, Sami-girl, you are one very smart cookie!’ Aloud, he said, “Um, Sami and I are going to Fong’s Chinese to get Pu Pu Platter for 10 and a gallon of Chicken Chow Mein and a ton of fortune cookies. We invited Damo already so, he should be here by the time we get back with the food.” He rounded up Keith and Kevin and said, “Come on, lads, let’s go and get dinner for the crew, OK?”
When they left, Teri tried to find out if Paul had anything to do with the pictures on the Twitter and when she could not find anything linking him to them, she said, “I wonder how those photos got on the Twitter feed in the first place-they did not come from Paul’s computer-I checked it and it is clean.” Seffi sighed and was happy her husband was innocent-this time.
Damian met the gang at the entrance to Fong’s and helped them get the Chinese food loaded into the Radio Flyer wagon Paul had brought to transport the food home in. Damian saw the sack of fortune cookies they had gotten with their dinner and was happy about the cookie aspect of dinner.
Sami asked him, ‘Where were you all day, Dad?’
Damian, ‘Why, Sami-girl? What did you do while I was gone? To answer your question, I was doing promo work for the band. What did you three do today?’
Keith said, ‘Well, Dad, what we did was…’ when he finished telling him the whole story, Damian stood in the middle of the street and laughed so hard, he almost fell over from losing his breath from all the laughter.
‘Are you frelling serious?’ he asked in their heads. ‘You SCARED your Unca George, Unca Emmet and Aunite Sharon by ‘haunting’ their rooms? That was EPIC. Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?’
Kevin, ‘We didn’t want you to be mad, Dad. Or worse, try to stop us. We needed an inside man so, we asked Unca Paul to help us and he is on our side.’
Sami looked Damian right in the eyes and asked him, ‘Are you on our side, too Dad? Can we keep going and prank Unca Declan and Unca Neil?’