HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR BOY!!!!

Yep. Today is Keith Moon's 62 birthday. Prettier post on www.greysqueenfest.blogspot.com.

Happiness!

Mommy's got a squuezebox, Daddy never sleeps at night!

Sadie yelped, her textbook falling to the carpet. She looked up, her face awash in a joyous glow.

"Well, screw calculus! I thought I had just converted you from your evil ways to Peepism, but you want to go back to the 60's?" Sadie smiled a tofu hammed-up smile and yanked a crusty peep from the package. "Aye, oh, let's go, then!"

She skipped from the room and to the kitchen that the whole dormitory shared and popped open the microwave.

picture of the boys!

time to start fresh.... "mom I need your credit card!"

" Geez poopy head I thought I was being clear I want to go back in time, remeber, and if that's the price you're giving me for week old peeps I'm just gonna go buy my own jeez." Noel said in a some what sarcastic voice. She picked up her purse assuming sadie didn't want to go back like she did, what's more important peeps or the sixties? Noel thought to her self as she tokk a few steps toward the door.

Ha! I reply with post haste!

Sadie's eyes grew wide in terror. "Don't take my Peeps!" she said, protectively clinging the yellow, marshmallow chicks to her chest. "They're all that's keeping me awake right now! They are beautiful, fluffy, sweet, slightly stale, perfect when melted in the microwave. Why, they're a sheer delight!"

Sadie switched to infomercial mode. "And you can buy the rest of this pack with your SOUL. Either that, or you can do my calculus homework for the next month: those two mean basically the same thing...Why did you want them again?"

The next bit... DUN DUN DUN.... DUN DUN!!!!!

Neol walked into the small dorm her and Sadie have begun to call home, "I wanna be in the 60's again... it's official."

"I know how you feel.. I really miss the mods," Sadie replied with a sigh, "I'm sick of all this homework too."

"Yeah.. I say we go to the sixties then you and me.... it's not like you don't got the supplies for it," she gestured toward the pack of peeps beside Sadie and smiled, hopping she'd want the same.

Sorry for the wait...

Months had passed since that had happened, and Sadie and Noel had gone back to the monotony that was college life. Sadie took up a rigorous study life, studying, studying, studying, and Noel? She took up the partying half of college.

Even so, it was still monotony, and the two girls ached for something new, or atleast, more interesting than what they were doing.

Sadie sat at the edge of her bed, busily transcribing her journalism notes into her laptop. She knawed on a garishly yellow Peep, mushing the marshmellow between her teeth.

getting to business

Noel let out a small laugh, then turned to Keith, "I'm sorry we can't name this suit after you, things just don't happen like that here." She gestured toward the room around as she said here.

Sadie frowned at Noel, but couldn't say anything back to her she knew it was right, it was their jobs on the line here, and, even though she herself was a big fan, her boss hated The Who. "we'll gladly accept your money though, to pay for the damage, you can send it to our boss within the next week." It was times like this when Sadie realized how much she hated her job, and as she looked over to Noel she could tell she wasn't enjoying this much either.

Keith stared at the two and nodded understanding the situation, even though he did like the idea of naming the room after him a lot more than he did just paying for damage.

The girls nodded back at him and then they left the room at the same time. When they were sure they were out of ear shot they started to go on about how adorable they thought Keith Moon was.

Meanwhile Keith stared out the door thinking, as he remembered Sadie, I'd tap that. The thought however disappeared almost completely when turned toward the huge hole in front of him and then toward the phone.

Oh Shit...

Yeah, I see how it is! Picking on Sadie! You turd.

Moon shrugged. "I'll have accountants pay for it all. Or, hey, here's an idea for you, loves: We could leave it just the way it is. You could market it as the Keith Moon Suite. It would be a major attraction, or..." He sighed. "Stop looking at me like that, girl. I can't be all THAT interesting."

Sadie bit her lip and stared down at her feet. "S-sorry."

Keith let out a bark of laughter. "I was just joking, my dear girl. Go on, stare away." He spread his arms out. "I like the attention."

Sadie giggled, fighting for something clever to say, but came up with naught.

"OI!" someone from the bathroom shouted. "LET US OUT OF THIS RUDDY BATHROOM! HEY, KEITH? CAN YOU HEAR ME? YEAH, I'M TALKING TO YOU! I QU--"

"YOU'RE FIRED!" Keith bellowed.

The voice inside the bathroom quieted, then replied, "B-but I was going to quit..."

"Too bad. I beat you to the punch. You're fired."

Sadie rubbed her poked ribs, glaring at Noel.

"I'm going to get you," she said threateningly to her friend.

Noel smiled innocently.

Lets embarass Sadie

Noel smiled and poked her friend in the ribs, sadie blushed harder as she relized how obvious she was. Noel only smiled in her direction but continued to keep her eyes on their host.

"So Mr. Moon how do you plan to pay for this?" She asked him, keeping her voice upbeat and smily

Keith Moon likes his Aztec gold X3

"Can I-Can I k-kiss your fingers?" Sadie stammered, then blushed furiously at her own request.

Keith didn't bat an eye; he offered both of his hands to her. "Sure."

She timidly kissed each of his fingertips once, her cheeks reddening even more.

"I-I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just a REALLY big fan, and--"

"I figured that much," he said, grinning.

"Can we come out of the bathroom now?" requested a muffled voice behind them.

Keith turned on his heel and shouted, "SHUT UP! YOU'RE BEING RUDE! WE HAVE GUESTS!"

"But you locked us in the ruddy bathroom!"

"I DON'T CARE! SHUT UP!"

"But there's one, two, three, four...eight of us! It's really cramped, and--"

Keith marched resolutely up to the wall that separated his room from the bathroom and pounded on it once, using the heel of this hand.

"OUCH!" yelped whoever had had their ear against the wall.

Keith composed himself, smiling embarrassedly. "Sorry about that, loves. Good help is so hard to find these days. Don't you agree?"

Sadie's head bobbed up and down in a nod, unable to answer any other way in the presence of her idol.

I so started this awesome name thing girl!!! *snap snap* mmmhhhmmm XD

"I love you man!!!" Sadie screamed as she gave the man a bone crushing hug.

Noel looked at Sadie, confused. "Sadie mind shedding some light on this one?" she asked.

"This is only one of the the best drummers ever!!" Sadie yelled.

Noel's mouth dropped as she looked up to the man, "Keith Moon!!!" she yelled, running forward to hug him.

Keith began to laugh, enjoying the attention.

Bang-bang-chitty-chitty-bang-bang-bang-chitty-chitty-bang-bang, we love you.

"Well..." the man drawled, tapping his chin with his forefinger. "Like I said, it was peer pressure. They shouldn't've caved. They should've staid true to their belief system. It's not like they're brainless half-wits." He smiled. "I take that title."

Sadie's jaw dropped, and she pointed at the man. "Y-y-you're..."

"I'm what, sweetheart?" the man said, turning his chocolate brown eyes on Sadie.

She began to tremble.

The man jabbed his thumb at her. "Is she okay?"

"BLIMEY!" Sadie screamed, her face melting into a beaming smile. "You're...you're...I love you, man. Can I--can I hug you?"

The man began to laugh. "Sure."

Sadie flung her arms around his abdomen.

once I ate your mom... she tasted like chili ^_^

"So you're saying saying you pressured them into causing us and the rest of the hotels staff to loose our jobs by destroying a pricey water bed and then creating wholes in the cielings three stories bellow you?" Noel asked looking at the boy her face had most of the unspoken words that she wanted to say but couldn't because this is supposed to be a somewhat PG fan-fic written all over it.

She was pissed.

While Sadie was going to go mental as she looked from the floor to the man floor to man.

"I swear!" the man said, pointing at the hole in the floor. "I had nothing to do with that!"

Sadie started towards him. "Who do you think you're kidding? You're the only other person in this room! Of course you had something to do with it!"

"Well..." he said pensievely, surveying the damage.

"Well what?!" Sadie demanded.

"Maybe a bit."

"A bit?!"

"Yeah, a bit."

"THERE'S A HOLE IN THE FLOOR, NOT TO MENTION WATER DAMAGE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THAT'S GOING TO DO TO MY PAY CHECK! NOT TO MENTION MY JOB!" Sadie's face went white. "Oh, bugger...My job..." She cradled her head in her hand. "I'm out of the job. I don't have a job. This is bad. This is REALLY bad..."

"Well," the man said. "If it makes you feel any better, I didn't do that." He pointed at the burst rubber bladder lying on the floor, tangled in sheets: the remnants of the hotel's lone water bed.

Sadie looked at him hopelessly, questioningly.

He pointed towards the bathroom. "I told the boys in there to do it. I swear, kids these days cave so easily to peer pressure." He sighed resignedly.

A Reply

Noel Caught Sadie's hand in time to stop her fall, but she was not strong enought to keep her held up long. As Sadie began to slip Noel brought her other hand down to try to get a better grip then to larger hand came from behind her and lifted her up right infront of Noel.

It was the man who had put the whole in the building, he set Sadie next to his door.

Sadie and noel huddled together as they looked from the floor to the man floor to man.

Standing atop her bed, Sadie stared up through the hole in the ceiling. She was standing at a slight diagonal angle from it; she would have stood directly under it, but seeing as that certain bit of carpet had just fallen to the floor underneath...

Yeah.

Needless to say, she wasn't happy.

She bounced lightly on the bed, testing how far this particular mattress would vault her.

"Hmmm..."

For just a moment, she couldn't help but admire the destruction before her. The tenant in the room above her had just wrecked three hotel rooms, not to mention the water damage done to quite a few others.

She'd be picking mushrooms off of the damp walls for weeks.

She hated mushrooms.

"Okay, all admiration gone," she thought, bending her knees beneath her and springing towards the hole. She almost made it. Almost.

But almost doesn't hold any water.

Noel began to knock even harder until the door finally opened, a pair of large child like brown eyes meeting her hazel ones.

"Um, I'm a little busy right now. Can you come back later?" the man requested, almost as if he were hiding a joke, and a funny one at that. His face was held high and his mouth formed into a large smile.

"I'm afraid I cannot. I've gotten many complaints about water dripping from ceilings in other customer's rooms below you, so may I ask to look in your room, only for a moment?" Noel asked, trying to sound appropriate for this kind of thing.

"Uh...Like I said, I'm very busy and I can't help you right now... uh, please come back later.. heh, heh," said the man his large eyes boring into her's.

"Oh, come off it, sir," Noel said, pushing him aside. Her jaw dropped immediently, "Y-you r-room fl-floor gone!!!!!" she stuttered out, looking at the large hole in the hotel floor. Her paycheck was gone, for sure...

Down on the ground floor, the water continued to drip on the desk, drumming a pattern that made Sadie cringe.

"Ah," she said to herself, "so THIS is why Chinese water torture works."

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Drrrrrrip.

"Huh, that's funny..." she mused, looking through the tarot cards. "Isn't Noel's and my room about where that dripping's coming from?"

She chuckled silently. "Ha. What a coincidence...Hey, wait a second! That could be coming from our room!"

She jumped up, banged her knee against the desk and winced. But she didn't slow down. There were more important things at risk. Like, for instance...

"MY NOTEBOOK!" she wailed. "MY BABY!!! MY DEAR, SWEET NOTEBOOK!!!"

Her legs carried her as fast as they were able for the nearest stairwell. She vaulted up the stairs, stumbling occasionally, painfully landing on her knees.

"Must...save...notebook!" she gasped.

She continued to run up the flights of stairs.

Floor 4, the painted sign on the metallic exit door said.

Floor 5.

Finally, floor 6.

She pushed through the door, barrelling to her room.

Once she got there, she fumbled with the brushed bronze key, her hands shaking.

"Why...do I have to be...so...freaking...CLUMSY!" she shouted, shoving her shoulder into the door. "Open, you anal-dwelling bald butt monkey! OPEN!"

Finally, it gave under her weight, and she fell into the room.

Water was pouring in through the ceiling. No, not through the ceiling, through a hole in the ceiling.

She went to the hole once the water stopped, staring up through it.

Her eyes were met with a sweet-looking pair of dark, puppy dog-ish orbs.

The owner of them waved tentatively, trying his hardest not to laugh.

Trying and failing.

Noel sighed in annoyance, "I say we rock paper scissors, to see who goes."

"Fine," Sadie replied, they did three quick rounds and Noel lost.

"GGGRRRR, one day you'll lose to me!!!!" was all she said before head to the room above them.

"Excuse me sir," she asked the man in the room, "Um is there a leek up here or something?"

"No, but can you make the bloody bastard upstairs quit with the water I can't take all this dripping," He said frowning at the ceiling.

"On it sir," Noel saidclosing his door and heading up the elevator, the other rooms were just like that, although each story higher she got the more water would be found in the room.

She was heading to the seventh floor skipping the six because the room there would be her's and Sadies so that would be pointless.

She began to dance to the elevator music when the elevator stopped she stepped out and walked down to the room directly above the others, she slowly began to knock on the door.

"Okay," Sadie said, shuffling the deck of cards. "Pick 'em."

Noel picked her ten cards at random, then put them on the wooden receptionist desk in front of her.

Sadie began to turn them over. "Okay, so you got a chariot thingy...Now, what does that mean again...? Crap, I can never get these things...Was that a drop of water?"

"No," Noel said, laughing. "It wasn't. Man, you weren't kidding. You're terrible at tarot."

"No, seriously, was that a drop of water?" Sadie pointed upwards, her face contorted in confusion. "I really don't want to go check it out..." She collected the cards back into a deck and put them off to the side. "I'm tired. And my feet hurt. And I don't like the elevator; it creaks...Would you please go to check it out?"

Noel and Sadie were just two girls born in the year 1992; they had lived their lives to the fullest they could. Now they had just grduated high school, but college just didn't seem like something they wanted to do, so they built a time machine to go back to a time when all you needed was a high school diploma to get a good job.

But how much building is there really to exploding a Peep in the microwave...?

"All right I'll shuffle the cards first," said Noel as she took her tarot cards in hand and began rearranging them to tell Sadie's future. She held out the deck and allowed Sagie to pick ten cards at random, but not to look at them. She then placed them in the appropiate order and allowed her to flip them over and find out about her past present and future in more ways than one.

"Hee Hee, there is a joker in your future Sadie. Hhhmmm, I wonder what that means. Well, we'll find out when we get there. My turn," Noel said, handing Sadie the deck of cards.