Bittersweet | By : TaimaMarie Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, Ville Valo, Raab, Dico, or any other celebrity mentioned. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Helena picked off the plastic wrapper protecting her note. She read the next clue.
So you found it. I know you, and I know that somehow you tried to outsmart me. You probably tried to dig through the last bowl fist. Helena blushed deep red. How did he know her so well?
Anyway, babe, I need you to go to Don Vito’s room and reach under his pillow. If you can do this without waking him up, I would really appreciate it. April says he ruins her Christmas.
Why did he just ask her to climb Everest or something? Why did it seem like he’d gotten drunk one night and thought up the worst things possible? She resisted the urge to crumple the note.
Already she felt exhausted. She slumped into the living room and gave Bam a pitiful look. He just smirked. April glared at her son.
“Lenny, what is that in your hair?”
“Please don’t ask,” she muttered before dragging herself up the steps.
**
Don Vito’s room was the only one worse than Raab’s. It smelled like egg salad and feet that had stomped around in cheese for a few days. Lenny trembled as she entered the dark room.
The snores fairly shook the walls. Leaving the door open a crack, Lenny took one tiny step at a time. Not as though he could hear the sound of her steps over his snoring. She gulped as she finally got within reaching distance of his pillow.
Carefully, her hand shaking, she reached out and slid her hand under his pillow. Of course, Vito chose that moment to roll over in his sleep. Lenny almost gagged, seeing the trail of dark, dried drool flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Why did this all have to be so disgusting?
Gently she let her fingers search around. Triumphantly, she found the paper and closed her palm around it…
…Exactly when Vito’s fat hand closed around her arm. She opened her mouth in a silent cry of horror.
Oh please, Lenny thought. Please let go. I don’t want any trouble. I just want to go downstairs and finish whatever is left of this horrible day called Christmas. This is Jesus’ birthday; even you can’t be a pervert today.
After a few breathless moments, Vito released her and rolled over again. Heaving a sigh of relief, Helena snatched the note and hurried from his room, making sure the door was closed behind her before she opened this note.
You’re a brave girl. I really like that about you, you know that? Anyway, I had a bunch more stuff planned for you, Len. I was going to have you cut some of Rake’s hair and glue it onto Dico, was going to have you put beads in Dunn’s beard and put make up on Phil.
…Even though we all know that Phil would just sit still and let you do it.
However, by now, you’re probably getting mad me, and it isn’t in my best interest for you to be upset with me right now. So, and you’re probably going to be livid at this, which is why it’s funny for me, I need you to come downstairs and sit next to me.
What? He wanted her to come and SIT DOWN? There was no magic present? After what she’d been through! What an awful boy! Lenny felt her cheeks growing red and she stalked downstairs.
Wordlessly, she sat down next to Bam, lips pursed in a tight line. Everyone stared at her expectantly. Defiantly, she gazed at each of them. They exchanged looks and said nothing.
“So are we passing out presents?” Dico asked curiously after a few moments of silence that had consisted of them watching as Bam tried in vain to get his arm around Lenny’s shoulders.
“Yeah,” Bam reached down and pulled up a large box. Wordlessly, he handed it to his mother.
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