Blow My Whistle
Chapter 1 : Never Loving Again
A/n: Hi y'all, hi y'all. Well, I'm back with a small story (only about 3-5 chapters) because… well… I'm just not writing as much as I used to! It is romance, angst, drama, tragedy, and kind of humour. And, a huge warning, there is very light yuri at the end. I do not own Hamtaro, I do own my OC's, and I do not own the song Blow My Whistle by Utada Hikaru and Foxy Brown.
(The summary, because Canada is a free country: Moo is tired of her boyfriend cheating on her. After they break up, Moo declares that she will never love again. But when Kari-Keiko, her best friend, thinks she's in love, Moo knows that Kari's heart will shatter, and she vows to prevent that, no matter what! )
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"Moo-chan?"
The small, strained call of the black-and-white hamster echoed over the streets of Hamu-topolis. Angel Aikawa furrowed her brow and scratched her ear. Where on earth was that sister of hers? She continued to scurry off, slopping through thick, wet puddles full of murky rain water.
"Moo-chan!" she shouted angrily, glaring around the busy sidewalk. Hamsters pushed past her, ignoring the spotted hamster, whose fur was now completely plastered against her body.
Angel's eyes widened when she saw her sister stalking across the sidewalk. The large, grey ribbon that was taller than she was, which was usually wrapped around her neck almost perfectly, making Moo look like she had wings, was now what seemed like a gloomier shade of grey, drooping down across her back. Her head was hung, the small bangs under her ears spread across her usually bright, cheery and red cheeks. Her eyes showed no hint of excitement, only sorrow and sadness.
"Moo-chan," breathed Angel a final time, scurrying over to her sister and embracing her. Moo's head lolled in Angel's arms, and Angel felt bubbling tears trickle down Moo's cheeks and onto her arms. The two rocked slightly back and forth, Angel feeling tears coming to her eyes herself. "What happened?"
Moo choked and pushed Angel away, much to her surprise. Angel stumbled, tripped and fell back onto the pavement, falling into a puddle. Through her blurred vision, she could see Moo scamper off, ramming past anyone who got in her way. Angel staggered to get up, seeing that she had cut her knee. She sighed angrily and ran after her.
Her sister did tend to get very emotional when she had the chance. Angel whirled her head around the crowded streets, only to rain eye contact with one of the last people she'd like to see. Hamgoof, she thought, rolling her eyes, turning on her heel and darting off in the opposite direction.
"Angel! Wait!"
The cameras flashed, which made Angel run faster. Cutting corners, running past the busy traffic, almost knocking innocent by-standers over. The rain has coming down hard now, and Angel seemed to be the only one who was not wrapped in a thick coat or tucked safely under an umbrella.
Finally, she reached Moo's home, and, as she scrambled up the slippery steps, she glanced behind her shoulder. The crazed hamarazzi was gone, lost in the thick forest around the small house, hopefully. Angel choked, wondering where her sister had run off to, and could only hope that she was ok, and was somewhere warm.
"Hamuha," she said quietly as she opened the door. One of Moo's roommates, Kari-Keiko, glanced up from the soap opera she was watching, then quickly flicked the TV off. Angel, soaking wet, reached for a towel that was neatly folded up by the coat rack, and began to dry herself off. Kari slightly jumped when she saw the tears forming in Angel's eyes.
Her shoulders shuddered uncontrollably, and Kari immediately lept from the couch and wrapped her arms around Angel, comforting her. Kari-Keiko was a very tall, thick, yet loving hamster, and Angel knew that she could comfort her.
Once Kari pulled away, she brushed a small tear away from Angel's eye. "What happened, Angel-san?"
"Ross," mumbled Angel, balling her fists and staring coldly at the wall. Kari rolled her eyes and stared out the window.
"Poor Moo-chan," grumbled Kari-Keiko. "That guy is such a jerk, I can't stand it!"
The two girls stood in awkward silence, as the radio blared…
What
am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime
tonight I'm gonna
Blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath
Turn
blue 'til it's time to be your referee but
Later on tonight I'll
let you
Blow my whistle too
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Slam
Angel rubbed her eyes and glanced up from her bed on the couch. She grinned ear to ear, although her eyelids sagged from sleepiness.
"Moo," said Angel, sitting up. Moo glared at her, tears streaming down her face. Angel's smile faded away, and she beckoned for her to sit next to her. Moo hobbled over, and plopped beside her sister, cuddling up against her arm. Angel sighed.
"I'm never loving again," murmured Moo, untying the giant, soggy bow from around her neck. The ribbon was slung over the arm of the couch, getting warmed from the flickering flames from the fire. Angel looked at her worriedly.
"I was worried about you," she said, holding her sister's paw. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"1 AM?" sighed Moo, flicking a lint ball off of the couch.
"Yes."
"I know… I just tend to sulk for a long time… don't I?" Moo said, a small smile pursing to her lips. Angel shook her head in disbelief.
"What did Ross do to you this time?"
Moo scowled at the fire before them. "Cheated. Again," she cried, kicking the air. "I don't know why I never did anything."
Angel rose her eyebrows. "Did?"
"Yeah," sighed Moo, closing her eyes now. "I broke up with him."
Angel cheered in her mind, and smiled very slightly. "Good job, Moo-chan," she said, and gave Moo a final hug. "You made the right decision."
Moo rose, and gave Angel a parting grin. "Well, I guess I'm off to bed now. Good night, Angel-chan."
Angel waved slightly, before lying down again and cuddling under her blankets. "'Night, Moo."
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Well? How is it so far? Pretty pathetic, I know, but it is going to get better and funnier.
Also, I am holding a contest! I need some O.C.s in this story! Three, to be precise. So, just send me a description containing your caracture's name, appearance, a bit of their personality, gender, and whatever else you want, or whatever I might've forgotten, in either a review, or a personal message. Then, in the next chapter, I will announce the three winners! See you!
Much love,
Ham-Kelly.