Title: A sleepover with my LEAST favori person.
(Note: Told from Silhouette's POV)

I followed the hyper, aqua-blue hedgehog inside her home. Sure, her accueil only exsisted in the cyber-space of my mind, but a accueil is a home, right? She skipped inside joyfully as I gloomily took a look at the outside of the house. The bright couleurs and and silly decorations made me sick to my metallic-stomach. Was I really doing this? Was I really gonna have a sleep over with Astrid? But we had made a bet, I lost, and I shouldn't make promises I can't keep. I carried a dark rose bag in my right hand, filled with supplies. I lifted my iPod out of the bag, inserted the headphones into my ears, and turned on my favori song. Maybe musique would make the experince less painful...

" Yeah, uh-huh, R and B in the house, that's Red and Blue not rhythm and blues...
Shawty, make that booty clap!
Put that butt into my lap!
Crusin' down these ghetto streets!
Jammin' to my dubstep beats........."

I stood there, with my eyes closed, focusing on the music. That is, until, Astrid grabbed my hand and pulled me inside her house. "This is going to be SO MUCH FUN!" she told me. I turned the musique in my headphones up, trying to drone out the sound of Astrid's ridiculous, squeaky, and high-pitched voice. Her mouth seemed as if it could talk forever. I could faintly hear what she was saying. It was probably something about party games, ou other crap like that. Then she bounced down the hall to another room, I suppose she went to go get something. So I wandered around a bit. In an open area, only two steps from me, there was a kitchen. I was quite suprised that she had a kitchen. Because, afterall, she wasn't technically alive. So she had no need for food. Although she would eat, it was because she wanted to, not because she needed to. I curiously opened the fridge, to see what might have been in there. Oh, but how could I have been so clueless? It was filled with DONUTS. I should have known, since Astrid never seemed to eat anything else. But why store them in the refrigerator? The only other thing in the fridge was milk, and that was it. I checked the pantry, which was also filled with donuts. There was donuts of all flavors, some of which I've never seen before. I then remembered my iPod, which was on replay. So, out of boredom, I put my iPod on shuffle, and listened to the suivant song...

"Milky milkshake,
(milky milkshake)
milky milkshake,
shaking my milkshake baby,..........."

Yes, I had a....."different" taste in music, but I didn't care. After listening for a few seconds, Astrid came back. She carried a GameCube in her hands, along with, two controllers, and a few games. I paused my musique mid-way through the song and dropped my iPod into my bag. I forgot to take the headphones out of my ears, but they loosened themselves out once my iPod plopped inside my bag. Astrid brought the GameCube into another open area, which seemed like a living room, and began to hook it up to her flat-screen TV. I slowly strolled over and asked her "What do we have over here?" She didn't bother look up, but told me "This is our first activity for the night!" I began to help her set the game station up. Maybe this won't be so bad... I thought to myself. Once everything was ready, I plopped myself on the couch. Astrid put Kirby Air-Ride into the GameCube and started the game up. At first I was a bit upset, since she gave me the second-player controller. I would've prefered to be first-player, but I guess I could tolerate being second-player.

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I started to become irritated. Fast. I stared the hedgehog to my left and became furious. I l’amour Kirby Air-Ride, but I kept losing. Out of the first ten races we played she beat me seven times. No, I wasn't the best at videogames, but I expected a plus evenly-matched opponent. But I guess since Astrid is constantly trapped in my mind, she has alot of free time on her hands. And she must practice videogames in that free time. (Speaking of which, I'm inside my mind right now. It's hard to describe, and it somewhat creeps me out. But now I'm getting off topic, so let's get back to the story.) I practically threw the conroller on the floor. I stomped off angrily. "Let's do something else..." I growled at her. She shut off the GameCube and followed me off into the kitchen. As I was leaving the living room I noticed that the GameCube had a memory card. Great. Now She can remember all the achievements she got and all the times she beat me.

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I looked over at the clock in the kitchen. Although there was no technical time in cyber-space, Astrid liked to keep the time of the outide world. It was 10:03 at night. I sat at one side of the table, while Astrid sat at the opposite side. A piece of slightly yellow paper lay between us on that table. She held a blue crayon, while I recieved a red crayon. She then drew a tic-tac-toe board on the paper. "Oh, I see...." I stated, "You go first." She looked at me for a second, smiled, and then nodded. I saw her draw a cercle in the middle square. Common first move... I thought to myself. But what she did suivant completely caught me off guard. She drew ANOTHER cercle in the box above, then ANOTHER in the box below. She then drew a line through the column of circles. Astrid looked up towards me, smiled and closed her eyes, looking rather prideful, and annouced "I win." I then looked up at her, mouth open, and loudly a dit "WHAT THE HELL." I stepped out of my chair and stood up. "How can you win if I didn't even get a turn yet?!" I exclaimed. She looked up at me in confusion, and blinked her eyes twice. Her head was tilted to her left. She then slyly smiled and calmly stated "You're just jealous because I won and YOU lost..." That really started to make me snap. "Why, I outta just stick my fist up your--" *DING!* I was interrupted par the sound of an oven. I turned to look at the four as Astrid jumped out of her seat. She shouted out "DONE!" with a huge grin on her face. "Done?" I questioned, "What's done?" She opened up the four to reveal a tray of cookies.(Suprising, considering it wasn't a tray of donuts.) She didn't bother with four mitts. She reached right inside and pulled the biscuits, cookies out. Getting a better look at them, I could now see that they were almost completely burnt. I stared at the tray unamused. "There is no way I'm eating those." Astrid looked at the tray and moved over to the trash can. "Yeah..." she responded. "I should probably stick with donuts." She dumped the, so-called, "cookies" into the trash can and literally threw the tray into a cabniet full of other trays, pans, pots, and other cooking matierals. Not like she would need them, all she ate was donuts. I'm guessing the biscuits, cookies were supposed to be for me. Because she knew I hated donuts. No, I don't eat anything, and even if the biscuits, cookies were cooked properly, I still wouldn't have eaten them. But the thought still counts. And it was sweet of her of think my tastes for once.

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We spent the rest of the night watching My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sgt. Frog, and Invader Zim. Which, I didn't mind actually. Those were all my favori shows. And even better, Astrid didn't talk ONCE. Looks like little Miss.Chatterbox could keep her mouth. After that, we watched some movies. Spirited Away, Howl's Moving Castle, and Good Burger. Again, all my favorites. And again, Astrid didn't speak a single word. Once Good Burger was over, Astrid turned off the the TV and fake-yawned. "Time for bed" she said, getting off the couch. She left to go get something. I was suprised. Again, we sleeped because we wanted to, not because we needed to. I looked at the clock, and it was already past 4 o' clock in the morning, but I guess Astrid wanted the FULL sleepover experience. Afterall, the only other person who lived in this part of cyber-space is G-Sil. And I know she would never have a sleepover with Astrid. When Astrid returned. she brought out two sleeping bags and two pillows. I had brought my own sleeping bag and pillow, just in case. But I didn't want to seem rude, so I just used the oreiller and sleeping bag Astrid gave me. She had blue ones, and I had red ones. Just like the crayons we used earlier. But even though we both had sleeping bags, Astrid slept on the canapé with hers, so I slept on the floor with mine, after moving the coffee table, tableau out of the way. It wasn't very comfortable, even with the fluffy white rug, but I could cope with it for one night.

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When I awoke in the morning, Astrid was staring me down. "Good morning!" she yelled into my face. I quickly got up, I wasn't expecting her to be right there when I woke up. It felt as if she got up before I did, got bored, and then just sat suivant to me until I woke up. Which, she most likely did. After playing a few board games, like checkers and Monopoly, and a few card games, like Uno and and solitare.(Though Astrid doesn't know that "solitare" is played with one player. Which is strange, seeing as she's usually alone.) I packed my things, and I decided to go home. I could tell Astrid was having too much fun, and that she didn't want me to leave. So I told her that if she let me go home, I would take her to an amusement park suivant Friday. So she let me go. I waved good-bye as she transported me home. She waved back, and before I knew it, I was right in front of my house. To be honest, this "sleepover" wasn't as bad as I expected it to be, and if I had to do it all over again, I just might.~