"It's Maddie!" Maddie called. "Anastasia, what have you done?"
Anastasia wheeled herself to the door, stood up and opened the door. "Blew up the stove!" She said proudly.
"You're standing up!" Maddie smiled. "And the stove is on fire," she groaned.
"What are we going to do with you and your incessant need to blow things up?"
Anastasia grinned and settled herself back into her chair, and rolled herself back to the kitchen and watched the pretty fire.
"Who said we have to do anything?" Anastasia asked
"Well we have to put out this fire for one," Maddie sighed, and grabbed a fire extinguisher.
"But it's pretty!" Anastasia protested.
Maddie sighed. "But it could kill us. And the rest of the guests in the hotel."
She squirted the foam in the extinguisher onto the fire. "Sorry."
"Bye pretty fire. Sorry Maddie killed you." Anastasia waved goodbye to the fire.
Maddie rolled her eyes, and put the fire extinguisher on the table. Her cell phone beeped in her pocket, and she pulled it out. "So, are you okay Anastasia?" she asked, as she made her way to the couch and sat down.
OOC: Trying to get my AIM working right now...but it seems to be being stupid. I'll keep trying.
Anastasia nodded, wheeling herself after Maddie.
OOC: I'm actually thinking of going back to sleep. I only got up because I needed my machine.
Maddie laughed at something she read, and began tapping back a reply.
OOC: Okay then. I still want it to work. :-P
"What did Hairboy say?" Anastasia asked
Maddie looked up. "Who said it was Hairb- I mean, Trevor? It could be one of my many other best friends you know."
Maddie didn't even have to raise her head to know that Anastasia was probably looking at her with her eyebrows raised. "Okay, yeah. It's Trevor."
"Big surprise there" Anastasia said.
"Well is it such a crime that my boyfriend wants to text me?" Maddie asked, and pressed send on the cell phone.
"Play with me, Maddie!" Anastasia demanded.
Maddie looked at her. "Well, what do you want to do?"
Then she raised her eyebrows. "I'm not blowing anything up."
Maddie glanced towards the boys' room. "Hey, did you have any luck with finding my diary? As in, Zack and Cody don't have it, right?"
She shook her head no. "No. For once, it's not them."
Maddie sighed. "Why would someone do this? Take my diary, and then post it on the internet?"
Her phone beeped again, and she took it out. "Trevor has to go the drug-store. What time does your Mom get back? I have to meet him outside there."