Woop' Di Freakin' Do!(Rico)__9

"So what does this evil plan of yours include?" Nick asked.

"Plastic guns!" Elly beamed. "You know the ones with those little things in them and then you can hit people? So fun!"

"Thats goning to have to wait, Zack," Kevin said. "Robbie Ray promised to write a song for us. So we'll be sorta' busy."

Elly and Joe groaned.

"Tommorow?!" the two asked almost instently after the groan.

"Sure." And then que the happy dance performed by Ell Lanely and Joe Jonas.

(Elly's POV)

I sat next to Lilly as Mileycombed her hair. Or at least I think so. And hope so!

"Where is Dad?" Miley asked, pissed. "He was suposed to be home two hours ago!" Now she pulls on Lilly's hair with the brush. Not perpusly. Lilly 'Ow!'ed. "Stupid-cute-Jonas-Brothers..." Miley grumbled as Lilly 'Ow!'ed once more.

"Ow!" Lilly went. "You briading hair, not starting a chain saw."

"I'm sorry, but there guys and he's a guy. And what if he finds out writing for the guys is more fun then writing for Hannah?"

"Dude, Miley," I started,"don't push yourself over-board. That would never happen."

"Or she'll be out of work and I'll be bald!" Lilly pipped in.

"Lilly, this isn't funny," Miley said seriously. "You should of seen the way they glombed on him. You are awsome! Will you write a song for us? Ye' doggy I love to!

For those of you reading at home, italic would be Miley imatating the Jonas Brothers. Italic and underlined would be Miley imatating her Daddy. That you, and goodnight.

"He was putty in their hands," Miley said. "PUTTY I tell you."

"Relax, he's probaly just late because the Jonas Brothers are arguing about his music, or changing the lyrics," Lilly stated firmly. "Making him miserable!"

I leaned back as Robbie Ray came into the house.

"Wooh'!" he exclaimed. "I love the Jonas Brothers."

"Don't we all," I whisper to Lilly and Miley.

"Wow I was way off," Lilly said.

"Where have you been?" Miley asked standing up. "You where to be home two hours ago. Start talking, mister!"

Next thing I knew Robbie talked about spitballs. Yeah... To busy for me. But not to busy to have a spitball war and play video games and all that stuffwith Robbie! Those litte taco heads....

"Thought you where working?" I asked sternly.

"Well it turns out I was. Listen to this;
Anywherewe are
Anywhere we go
Everybody knows
You gatta' party with us
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh....." Robbie sang. Miley and I raised a brow. "Well it sounds better when the Jo Bros sing it."
"The Jo Bros?" Miley said questionably to me and Lilly. "Even got a pet name for them."

"Come on," Lilly said.

"I bet he has a pet name for you," I said.

"Yeah," Miley said.... Once more pissed. "'Miley'."

"Well I better get going," I said. "See ya' guys later."

With that I left. In reality, I don't need to be home till eleven tonight. But I can't stand anymore 'Jo Bro' talk. So I walked around abit. Ran into some kids at school with a bag of tolet paper, so I went along with them and t.p the football team's so called 'Leader'. Pretty dang fun.
Soon I was home again. I grabbed some pizza and ate in my bedroom. Soon enoghI was asleep on the floor with Kelly, Oscar, and Opps on my bed. Nice...

Next day my parents where at work in the early morning so I fed my pets then went off to Rico's Surfshop. Yeah... Not to much of the sight I wanted to see. Jackson in some sorta' running/bikcycling outfit... Streching. Nightmares for a week!

"Scary," I said to myself.

"Indeed," Rico said walking pass me.

"Hey! Wait up!"

I ran and caught up to Rico. We where soon infront of Jackson.

"Strech all you want," Rico said. "Ain't getting any taller."

"I second that," I said with a nod. Then Rico said what I didn't think he would.

"Trust me, I tried."

"Dude.... Go to a musem and go to the midevil times! Use that strecher thing there! Myfriend, Max,lives in Manhattan, said he tried it and grew at least a few cenimeters."

They looked at me like I was crazy. I just smiled.

"I may not getting taller," Jackson said,"but I am about to get a whole lot richer."