The wedding guests had spent the afternoon scattered across Oahu, shopping, sunbathing on the beach, or surfing. As the afternoon sun began to sink into the sea, the terriers began to congregate at the hotel. Greetings quickly turned to tales of excitement and adventure from the day's activities.

Annie Laurie proudly displayed 3 truckloads of new clothing for her wedding trousseau, reminding her envious friends that her Mam was independently wealthy and ALWAYS allowed her to shop to excess.

Not to be outdone, Maggie Nuckles and Annie Musial began opening boxes and distributing them to all of the girls who had crowded around. Gasps of delight were heard as the girls opened the boxes, revealing exquisite 8 carat flawless emerald cut diamonds. The rings glittered brilliantly as the girls, swooning with glee, put the rings on, then began holding their paws at arm's length, admiring their new jewelry!

The guys glared at the diamonds dripping from every female paw. With paws on hips, one lad grumbled about the unfairness of a "girl-only" gift! Several other boys agreed, quite vocally.

Maggie and Abbie Zerkowski stepped forward and smiled broadly.

"Never fear, boys..... we've taken care of THAT! We couldn't decide WHAT to get on our shopping spree, so we finally used Dad's card and we bought the entire International Marketplace! What you have, gentleman, is 25 acres of shops, tucked under those luscious banyan trees.... ALLLL OURS!!! After supper, we'll go down there and y'all can select whatEVER you'd like......OUR TREAT!!!"

"ARRROOOOOO!!"

Cheers erupted in the hotel lobby as the terriers praised the girls for their philanthropic shopping strategies!

The conversation then moved on to the surfers, who were more than eager to share the events of their afternoon. Gasps of shock and awe were heard as they described the sizes of the waves, and told about their repeated trips out past the breakwater, to repeat the trip, over and over!

Reggie and Jubilee nodded in agreement, when some of the shoppers questioned the surfers' story. Jubilee leaned against a nearby pillar, totally exhausted.

"Believe them," she said, fatigue apparent in her voice.

Laughter followed Jubilee's statement, as the group shared tales and stories of their day's events. Conversation among the terriers was electric as they relived the afternoon's events.

Sherman Mathisen was the first to notice the police cars pull up to the hotel entrance. He nudged Haley Devine, who turned to stare as several patrol cars gathered outside the hotel. The rest of the scotties, always observant, began staring as a crowd gathered out front.

The BASH guests were shocked to see Ali Riches, Ace Graves, Bravo Belvin and Kelsi Burks, Ziggy Riches and the Dowager Princess, Mandi Reyner exit the first police car. Mandi bent to straighten her skirt as she stepped to the curb, then tured and placed her paw gently in Ziggy's white paw. As Kelsi Burks exited the vehicle, she reached for Bravo's paw, who lifted her gracefully to the sidewalk.

Behind them, climbing out of the other vehicles, came the last group of BASH adventurers, those who had spent the day quietly sunning on the beach!!!

The terriers raced forward, everyone talking at once, all eager to find out how this very sedate group had managed to end up in POLICE CUSTODY!

Ali and Bravo finally held up their paws, calling for silence. Everyone immediately quieted, their attention focused on the two scotties.

"Well," Bravo Belvin began, "it wasn't actually their fault." He turned toward the quiet group of terriers standing behind him.

Ali continued. "We all went down to the beach, and DID take in some sun. But, after an hour or so, Bartholomew, Brewster, Stokie Poges Musial, Karey Lawrence, and Meg Wilson got rather bored. The suggestion was made to take a tour bus to see some of the sights. We had no problem with that, so we, the Elders, agreed. We took The Bus over to the Iolani Palace, and were all quite eager to see the only royal palace on U.S. soil. We bought tickets, and waited quite a while for our tour to begin. Everyone was very well-behaved during that time. We even managed to keep Brewster and Stokie from climbing the banyan trees, much to their dismay."

Kelsi Burks placed her paw on Ali's paw and continued the story.

"About 5 minutes before we were to begin our tour of the palace, we were told to meet at the rear portico. We were surprised when they gave us cloth 'booties' to wear over our paws, to prevent our paw-nails from scratching the priceless wooden floors inside the palace. Everyone was very well-behaved as they put the socks over their paws, although SOME of the terriers DID make some rather humorous comments about Sock-pawed Scotties!" She turned a stern eye toward Stokie, who smiled devilishly.

"I didn't realize how slippery the floor inside the Palace would be, especially with the 'booties' on," Kelsi said. "I guess I started it all." She mentally relived the events, then giggled.

"We walked into the Iolani Palace, our little 'booties' on our paws. Once inside, we were following the tourguide, and we were ALL being QUITE well-behaved. Well, we were.... until I stopped, and BRAVO wasn't watching, and he bumped into me. Now, those little 'booties' are slippery, so I went down, SPLAT!!!"

Kelsi laughed outright at the memory, drawing her eager terrier audience closer, still waiting to hear how the POLICE would become involved.

"ANYWAY," Bravo continued, "I knocked Kelsi down, and with those 'booties' on her paws, she couldn't get up! So, I leaned over to help her up. But, with little cloth socks on, I couldn't get any traction, so my paws flew out from under me. Now, we had TWO scotties sprawled across the pristine, highly-polished floors of the Iolani Palace. WE were just trying to get back onto our paws, that was all." Then he looked over at Stokie, Karey, and Brewster.

"Some OTHER terriers got the bright idea to have skating races in the front hallway of the PALACE, for goodness sakes! When they began making wagers on who'd win, then RAN the race, 'booties' and all... well, the staff there at the Palace frowned on that, and took exception to our behavior, especially when all of the racers ended up in a huge pile at the base of their Grand Staircase."

Ali continued, "The constabulary was called, and the entire tour group was taken down to the Police station, including that nice little old couple from Louisiana!"

Kelsi smiled again, then finished with, "Ali, Ziggy, Ace, and Mandi spent the afternoon doing some SERIOUS talking to the officers. They finally agreed to drop the charges, since we WERE following the "Rules of the Socks" and didn't scuff the floors. We also had to promise NOT to return to the Palace, at least not THIS trip!!"

Ali smiled as he added, "The hardest part was that they wanted to charge us with Mis-Use of a Sock. Now, tell me......what scottie worth his salt MIS-uses a SOCK!!! Why, that's an OUTRAGE!!!"

The entire group broke into gales of laughter, smiling and slapping Ali on the back, and praising him for his tact and diplomacy, and his ability to talk the scotties out of ANOTHER jam!!!

Jubilee turned to Rose and Haley, the Guardians assigned  to watch over the sun-bathers for the afternoon, and asked softly. "And where were you two during all of this???"

Rose turned to Haley and grinned broadly. "We won the Sock RACE!!!"

Chapter 8 The Bow-Wow Luau

The BASH guests finally made it to their rooms, to quickly change into appropriate local attire for their evening meal. They were headed down to Paradise Cove to a luau, planned especially for the BASH guests and the betrothed couple. Everyone was excited as they hurried back down to the lobby, determined to be on time to catch the bus that would take them to the cove. Sam E Williamson, Angus Wynne, Tosh II, McDuff, Wolfgang Yeager, Robbie McGillivray, Mac Tracey, Reilly Nuckles, Hampton Elliott, Murray Reyner, Campbell Donnelly, Linus Smith, Riley Rambunctious, Webber Riches, and Breeze Oglesby drew raves and howls as they boldly swaggered onboard the bus, dressed in traditional Polynesian loincloths. Directly behind them came Megan Wynne, Haley Devine, Bonnie Belle Bush, Maggie Johnson, Katie Wild Child, Miss Sassy Williamson, Agatha Straw, Heather Tracey, Sofy Bradbury, and Pagan Marie. Hips swished merrily as the lasses boarded the bus in their authentic grass skirts. They waved happily to their costumed Polynesian warriors across the aisle, as they carefully sat down and arranged their grass skirts. The noise level on the bus rose noticeably as the bus pulled out of the parking lot, and continued to grow until the bus arrived in the parking lot at Paradise Cove. Baxter Arthur and Annie Laurie were the first to exit the bus as they strolled toward the area set out for the luau, paw in paw. Their friends poured out of the bus, all headed toward the gaily decorated beach area. Shelby Scouten, Robin Baillargeon, Bohdi Tucker, Hamish MacBeth Wilson, Andy Oglesby, and Sherman Mathisen headed straight for the huge food-laden table, eager to taste some of the authentic foods. They were immediately stopped and their paws gently slapped by an elderly Polynesian lady, who told them that it was not yet time for the meal! Zack Burks and Maggie Belvin Wallace had moved down toward the beach, where a crowd had gathered to watch the hukilau, the traditional pulling ashore of the fishnets. Morag Straw and Monte Reyner had joined in and had their paws wrapped around one end of the enormous fishing net, and were pulling furiously on the net, growling low in their throats with each tug. Between tugs, they told Zack and Maggie to grab hold.......and PULL!!! Zack and Maggie leaped forward and grabbed pawfuls of net, and began to pull with all their might. Scooter McSnorkles and Alexander Bradbury joined in, soon followed by Hamilton Straw, Midget Wion, Darby Yeager, and Connor Bruce. The growling from the scotties lured other eager terriers to the net, and soon the beach was filled with excited scotties, furiously shaking and tugging on the net. Within minutes, the enormous net had been pulled ashore and the fish had been gathered for the luau. Chak de Mitey and Austin Tucker volunteered to help with the Imu ceremony, as they uncovered the underground pit that had spent the day cooking the roast pig. The smells of the food wafted across the beach, drawing the scotties and their friends, followed almost immediately by the blowing of the conch shell to call everyone to the feast. The BASH guests had never seen as much food in one place. Succulent roast pork, fish prepared many different ways, and fresh, sweet fruits covered the table. The poi drew the more adventurous of the terriers, who were eager to at least taste what the locals described as delicious, but to the scotties resembled gray paste! Several muzzles curled up in distaste, as they barely dipped their paw into the poi, to touch lightly to their tongue, then to hurriedly look for something more palatable to eat. The evening was spent eating, visiting, and enjoying the atmosphere of the beach. After the meal, the locals entertained the scotties and their friends with traditional Hawaiian music and dance, then invited the BASH guests to join in the Polynesian dancing.  Everyone clapped loudly as their friends joined in, doing a remarkable job of honoring the Polynesian culture as they swished their hips with the music. Baxter Arthur and Annie Laurie had eyes only for each other as Annie Laurie performed an authentic Hawaiian dance, telling the story of their love with her paws. Everyone had a grand time, feasting and dancing, listening to the waves crash ashore, and watching the moon's silvery glow light the night as it glistened across the water. The evening was drawing to a close when Emmitt, Mason and Connor Bruce, and Dougan Gray announced that the guys had an appointment and would have to leave. "Hate to depart such beautiful company, ladies," Dougan crooned, "but Baxter Arthur has a Bachelor Party to attend!" The BASH terriers began breaking up, the guys heading to destination unknown with Reggie and Jake in tow, to watch over the lads and keep them out of trouble. "It's a shame the girls won't have as much fun as WE'RE going to have," Miles Davis announced, as they all squeezed into the limousine that they'd arranged for just this occasion. The other guys agreed, feeling sorry for the lasses who would spend the rest of their evening sitting in their rooms, watching television. As the limousine pulled out of the parking lot, the guys did not notice the smiles on the girls' faces. They didn't catch that wicked gleam in Katie Wild Child's eyes. It would be safe to assume that the ladies would NOT be bored this night..... Chapter 9 Swansong of the Single Life Campbell Donnelly led Baxter Arthur and the terrier lads to the front door of the club. As they reached the doorman, Miles Davis looked up at the marquee over the doorway.... and turned back to his friends, a questioning look on his face. The pink and gold neon letters blinked garishly... PUHDULS Por VU! The terriers wondered, but quick reassurance from Hamish MacBeth Wilson, Fala Devine, Murphy Williamson, Dougan Gray, and Brimley convinced the guys that this WAS the right place. As they entered, a short, elderly Puhdul lady met them at the door. Her hair was dyed an interesting chartreuse color and was piled high atop her head, held in place with a bright orange bow. "Hello, gentleman," she said loudly. "I'm your hostess, Twinkie. We've got your table ready. You DID want us to give you grief, didn't you?" By now, Twinkie's voice had risen almost to a scream. She had a rather confused look on her face. That same confused expression was on each of the terrier's faces, as well. Hamish MacBeth, Emmitt, and Stokie had made the reservations, but they now looked at each other, totally lost. Finally Stokie understood. He leaned over, to stare Twinkie in the eyes. "No ma'am," he said, respectfully. "We didn't want grief, we asked for roast beef." The other terriers nodded, quite relieved that they would not be receiving any GRIEF for being here. Twinkie's eyes nodded in understanding, then she replied, saying, "But we don't HAVE any gold leaf!" Emmitt sighed heavily, but maintained his composure as he tried to explain their wishes. Much louder now, he answered,"NO, we WANT BEEF!!" Emmitt was shouting now. The other terriers were hard-pressed to keep a straight face. They stared at their paws, or tried to brush imaginary lint off their sleeves. They almost lost it completely, as the short, elderly Twinkie came back with, "Well, SURE, I'll call you CHIEF. Whatever you want! Now, follow me please." Without another word, she turned and headed into the darkened room. The terriers knew this was to be a bachelor party, and as such, had certain expectations. What met their gaze was something else, entirely. There were dancers on the stage, as they expected. However, every one of the dancers seemed to be ancient. Two of the 'dancers' wore thick glasses, one had a hearing aid tucked into her ear, and another used a cane to balance herself against the pole. Baxter Arthur and Bailey broke into gales of laughter, great guffaws of laughter. Several of the scotties turned to glare at Stokie, Hamish MacBeth, and Emmitt. The three organizers shrugged their shoulders and explained, "Well, what do you expect with the $4.75 we had to spend? Guess ya get what ya pay for!" Still trying to get his laughter under control, Baxter Arthur told his pals, "Ohhh, it's fine. Let's go enjoy our Grief and Gold Leaf!" Emmitt groaned, then the humor of the situation overcame his discomfort. The terriers, although still teasing the threesome, were having a grand time. In spite of the situation, the terrier lads spent the remainder of the evening talking and sharing tales of past adventures.......and trying to get Twinkie to understand that they simply wanted some roast BEEF!!! MEANWHILE......... across town, the girls were having a MUCH different evening! Annie Laurie had been shocked and rather embarrassed to see that their destination was Pupendale's!! What was even MORE unsettling was the fact that tonight, ONLY, the headliners were "Hunk Studley and the Rottie Rockers"! The scottie lasses were given seats right next to the stage, and poor Annie Laurie was given the seat of honor, front and center, to better see the entertainment. With dollar bills grasped into clenched paws and wide smiles spread across pretty terrier muzzles, they settled themselves into the plush, velvety chairs, ready for an evening of 'quiet fun'. They cheered for Mountain Man, they swooned for Zorro, they blushed daintily at Don Juan's advances, and laughed gaily as each terrier flirted with the sleek, strong Rotties on stage. Their evening, so different from the terrier lads across town, was much too short. The terrier lasses cast lingering glances back toward the stage as they left the club, with a few bold scotties throwing daring kisses to the strong, bold Rotties. Annie Laurie and her friends laughed and chatted happily all the way home. As their limousine pulled to a stop in front of the hotel, they saw the bus carrying the guys arrive. Everyone piled out, eager to compare stories and adventures. The lads were quizzed fiercely about their evening's entertainment. "Super!" replied Emmitt. "Dynamite!!" Stokie said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "VA-VA-VA-VOOM!" Bartholomew offered. ARROOOOOO!" replied several scottie lads, trying to keep a straight face. "And how was YOUR evening??" Hamish MacBeth asked, between clenched teeth. The girls looked toward Katie Wild Child. She tilted her head coquettishly, thought for a second, then with a shrug, replied,"Well, I guess it was all right. Nothing big, just an ordinary, so-so evening." The BASH terriers, exhausted from their busy day, headed into the hotel. As they headed toward the elevators, glances were exchanged, and unspoken vows were made. They were bound by the code.... they would never reveal the events of this night. Some things were better left unsaid. Chapter 10 Two Hearts Entwined CLICK on pic to read Ch. 10 Chapter 11 An Out-of-this-World Reception CLICK on pic to read Ch. 11 This ORIGINAL story has been created and written by Carol Johnson . Original artwork is the exclusive property of artist, Karen Donnelly. 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