Brian and Angela were in the front seats and Nick was, as usual, in the back seat of the Durango. He had protested loudly about not getting to drive, since it was HIS Durango, but Brian refused to give him the keys. Nick sat in the back and amused himself by trying to juggle three disposable cameras he'd brought along for the ride.
"First stop," said Angela, "is the grocery store. I want to get some soda's and snacks, a cooler, since we don't have a refrigerator, and some bottled water."
"Do you need one of us to go in with you?" asked Brian. "Cos if you do, I think it should be me. Nick is more noticeable."
"Yeah, cos I'm cute." Nick responded, leaning into the front seat to snap a picture of Brian. Brian was startled when the flash went off and swerved a little into the other lane of traffic. "I'm trying to drive here, Nick!" he reprimanded. "Do you MIND?!"
Angela gave Nick a disapproving look, too, and continued talking to Brian. "I don't think it really matters. I mean it won't be that busy."
Brian eventually agreed to let Nick go into the store with them, partly because he didn't trust him to "be good" if left sitting in the parking lot. They entered the store, and as Angela had predicted, it was empty. Nick had to be the one to push the cart, and after a fruitless attempt of trying to get Brian to hop in it, he finally contented himself with racing it up the aisles ahead of them. Angela snapped a picture of him as he zoomed by and hoped it would turn out.
"So what's going on with Sandra?" she asked Brian. "You never did tell me what else happened. Is she mad at me for telling you all that?"
"Oh, she was a little mad," chuckled Brian, "but not in a bad way. I set her straight. Actually, " he paused to pull the bottled water off the shelf, "she's pretty funny."
"Did she apologize?"
"Yeah." His smile broadened as he reflected on the phone call. "She apologized -- several times." Nick went whizzing by them on the cart with a goofy look on his face, but they ignored him.
"So she's on her way?"
"Yup," he said. "She's coming, and so is a gal named Kim Ann."
"Kim Ann?!" Angela's eyes widened and she stopped walking. "Oh... my... God... This is going to be SO fun!!" She shook her head at Brian. "Kim Ann is pret-ty wild, Brian. I dunno...."
"Like, wild as in what kind of wild?" Brian asked, looking a little concerned.
Nick was yelling at them from at the end of the aisle. "Are you guys coming or WHAT?!" Brian motioned that they'd be a minute and Angela answered Brian's question. "Just fun, wild. She'll definitely shake things up, though. Be warned."
"Oh, I think we can keep her in line," Brian said and continued up the aisle towards Nick, who was leaned on the cart, waiting impatiently.
"And YOU get to tell Kenneth." Angela called out after him. Kenneth couldn't STAND Kim Ann because she had no qualms about giving her opinion on any issue, be it politics, religion, entertainment.... anything. She was the proverbial redhead, temper and all, and she loved to dish it out to people like him (know-it-alls). Angela, however, adored Kim Ann because she was such a free spirit and fun-loving person. She made normal things seem like fun..... To Kim Ann, life was kind of like a Seinfeld episode. Everything could be turned into an adventure.
"Well, it's about time," Nick chided, when they reached the cart. "You're all over my case about slowing everything down and you two are just standing around chitchatting. Come ON, people! Move it!" He shook the cart for emphasis. "Fall in!" He turned to Angela and raised his one eyebrow, mischievously, and asked her, "You wanna ride on my wheels, babeh?" When she refused, he proceeded to crawl into the cart and strike a sexy pose. "Do you ever stop?" she asked, laughing, as she clicked a picture.
"Oh, this is mild, Angela," Brian informed her as Nick jumped out of the cart. "I figure he'll be dead by noon. Kevin will kill him."
"Moi?" Nick asked Brian in mock shock, and then he turned to Angela, "That's French for 'me'. Pret-ty smart, eh?"
Brian laughed with her, but Angela wondered secretly if he WOULDN'T end up dead.
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Angela couldn't believe how much crap they'd bought at the grocery store. She had only intended for a few small necessities, but Nick went all out. He'd insisted on buying cereal, even though they had no milk, because the prize inside looked "cool." He had to have every kind of potato chip "just in case" -- including salt and vinegar flavor, even though they all agreed that no one would probably eat them. And he had to buy a teen magazine with N'Sync on the cover so he could tell the cashier how cute they were and when he grew up he wanted to be "just like them." It was okay with her, though, since Nick had also decided that he would pay for all the groceries, "his treat," as he put it.
As they pulled into the McDonald's they noticed 3 school buses sitting in the back lot. "Hmmmmm," Brian noted, "Maybe we shouldn't go in."
"Yeah, we'd better go through the drive thru," Angela agreed.
Brian ordered the food for everyone and drove up to the drive thru window to pay. When he peered inside, he could see tons of kids standing in line to order and observed, "It must be a school trip or something."
"Yeah, the buses aren't from our school. They must be passing through," Angela said, leaning over his shoulder to peer in the window.
When the endless bags of food were placed on the floor in front of Angela, Brian moved on to pull out into the street. "Wait!" Angela said suddenly. "You didn't get ME anything."
"You know, you're right," Brian said. "I'm sorry ......You should've spoke up."
"I didn't even think about it." Angela hit her forehead with her palm to emphasize her forgetfulness, then turned to Nick. "Hey, Nick, will you run in and get me a happy meal?"
Brian's jaw dropped. "He can't go in there! Are you crazy?!"
"Sure, he can," she replied wiggling a camera at him so he would look down at it. "No one will recognize him."
Nick peered out the back window and into the McDonald's. The fact that he was gullible enough to even consider such a thing made Angela want to laugh, but she held it in. "I bet you 50 bucks that no-one will recognize you, Nick," she said reassuringly, upping the ante.
Brian looked at her quizzically and mouthed the words "What are you doing?" She looked at him urgently and shook the camera again. He put his hand over his mouth and looked back into the McDonald's. After deep consideration, he looked into the rearview mirror at Nick and added, "You could put Kevin's sunglasses on," then turned to Angela shaking his head slowly, still unsure it was the right thing to do.
Nick leaned up into the front and looked back and forth between Angela and Brian. "You REALLY don't think they'll recognize me?" he asked again, looking at Angela, half-smiling, with a playful look in his eyes. He then turned to Brian for the truth.
"No," Brian assured him. "It's the element of surprise. They're not expecting Nick Carter to walk in there. You'll be alright." Brian handed him Kevin's sunglasses.
Nick got out of the Durango and leaned into Brian's window as he slipped the sunglasses on. "Fifty bucks, right?" He said to Angela.
"Yup", she said, grinning.
Nick smiled and gave them a thumbs-up before he headed into the McDonald's. He looked like a dork in Kevin's sunglasses and Angela and Brian couldn't help but laugh. But then Brian turned to her, worry on his face. "I'm waiting right here. You do what you gotta do, but get that picture and get out of there, okay? No-one's supposed to know we're here, remember?"
"It's just a bunch of school kids, Brian. What could possibly happen?" Angela asked.
"I'm telling you, Angela, you have not SEEN the things I have. A girl clawed AJ half to death in a fight over his ponytail."
"What do you mean?" She asked, confused.
"You know," he said, doing a scissor motion with his fingers. "Snip, snip"
Angela couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You're kidding me! People really do that?!" Now even SHE was a little concerned as she hopped out of the Durango and paused to ensure that the film had been forwarded. She sauntered into the McDonald's and stood behind Nick, who was already ordering her happy meal.
"May I help you?" asked the older woman at the counter.
"Uh, yeah," Nick replied, smiling sheepishly. He had been so worried about being recognized that he had forgotten the humiliation he would suffer ordering a happy meal. "I'd like a happy meal, please," he said, looking around to see if anyone else had heard the order, not even noticing Angela behind him.
Angela could hear some of the girls whispering his name amongst themselves, so she knew he must be hearing it, too.
"One happy meal!" The woman shouted to one of her coworkers behind her as Nick cringed. She then turned to Nick again. "Is that for a boy or a girl?"
"Um," he laughed a little and grinned as he glanced out at the Durango. "A girl." His trademark squeaky voice was so unmistakable that the whispers increased in loudness amongst the girls. Angela could hear them saying "It is NOT" and "It is TOO."
Nick squirmed, nervously, and looked around again. He almost resembled a robber pulling a bank heist. Angela could hear him whispering "Come on, come on" to himself.
The woman sat the happy meal in front of Nick and entered it into the register. "That'll be 2 dollars and 78 cents."
Nick started reaching into his pant's pockets to get the money out just as one of the girls started making her way towards him. "This is IT!" Angela thought as she backed up three steps, held up the camera and yelled out. "OH MY GOD, IT'S NICK CARTER!"
Nick jerked around to face her, mouth wide open and with the happy meal in hand. He froze like a deer in headlights AND long enough for her to get a great picture. All the girls had now jumped up from their seats and were bearing down on him fast.
"Come on!" Angela shouted out and grabbed his empty hand, dragging him out of the McDonald's just before the onslaught. They ran to the Durango and they both climbed into the back, breathless. "Go, go, go, go, go!!!" Angela yelled to Brian, and he peeled out just before the girls reached them.
Angela was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe. Once on the road to safety, Brian joined in with her. Nick yelled out, "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT TO ME!" and he pulled her into a headlock. "I will GET you for this!" he said without releasing his grip, and he put his mouth down next to her ear and said through gritted teeth. "NOBODY gets the best of ME. Nobody!" Then he let go and pointed at her accusingly. "And YOU owe ME fifty bucks."
"No-ho I don't. They would've NEVER known who you were if I didn't yell it out first!"
"Bull!" He retorted.
"Bull!" she yelled back.
"Children! Could you quiet down back there?" Brian said looking back
at them
through the rearview mirror. He couldn't help thinking that Nick had
finally
met his match in the pranking category.........and other categories,
too, for
that matter.
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