Okay so I had this chapter done for a while, but 'Sound of Silence just became so fun to write. credit goes to zacharystevens for this prompt. sorry about the late upload but I got to drunk last night to even work a computer.
Chapter 1: Curse Moving
"Oh my god Blake, I'm so fucking bored! How much longer is it going to take to get to the new house?" Blake's adoptive sister whined right into her ear as Blake was trying to focus on the highway. The only reason Blake didn't freak out at her was because it was an empty stretch.
"One hundred and eighty six. That is how many times you have said you were bored in the last hour. Forty nine times you've asked how much longer we will be and forty nine times I told you I don't know. I'm following mom and dad." Blake said to her sister who just rolled her eyes.
"Didn't realise you were keeping track. Not my fault your taste in music is bad. Honestly what eighteen year old listens to Simon and Garfunkel along with Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis Jr?" Weiss complained flicking through Blake's cd collection for what felt like the tenth time in as many seconds.
"Says the girl who like orchestras. Plus you love Sammy Davis Jr. He sung 'The Candy Man' hell you probably know the song word for word backwards... in German." Blake said laughing as Weiss glared at her.
"One my native tongue is German. Two I haven't listened to an Orchestral piece since I was like ten and third Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory is a cinematography masterpiece." Weiss said holding up a finger to emphasis each point. She hated it when Blake always brought up her love of one song from an old movie they use to watch to death growing up, but in Blake's defence she wasn't wrong. Weiss did know the song backwards in German as well as English.
Blake heard Weiss' phone go off, Blake knew it was their mother. Blake recognised the specialised ringtone. "Mom says that we should take the next exit. They want to get food and let us stretch our legs." Weiss said quickly responding to the message.
"Okay Weiss but first can you answer me a question? Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle it with dew?" Blake joked as she began to focus back on the road. Weiss just glared but couldn't resist continuing the song,
"Cover it with choc'late and a miracle or two." Weiss said extending her middle finger to Blake as she put in the cd she knew contained the song. As they both sung a course of "The Candy Man!"
(Line Break You Dunder Head)
"Mom, how much longer. Blake keeps making me listening to Rat Pack." Weiss whined to their adoptive mother. Weiss really didn't mind the music choice, but driving for six hours straight grates away at your nerves. The monotony of driving in a single direction can bore anyone.
"We still have about another hour before we get into the small town. Then another ten minutes until we get to the house." Her mom said calmly as she hugged both her daughters. She maybe in her fifties now, but Blake and Weiss who may not be her daughters by blood she still loved the both of them deeply.
"Which reminds me." Blake said tossing the keys to Weiss. "I just drove this far you can drive the rest of the way." Blake said yawning into her hand as she walked up to her dad.
"Weiss, won't stop with the nagging... she just constantly keeps asking how much longer." Blake complained to her dad. He just laughed. "What's so funny? Did I miss some joke?" Blake pouted as he continued to laugh harder. Blake hit him in the shoulder, as his joyous laughter subsided.
"Just that it isn't nice to be on the other side of it...? Hm... remember when you both were young and your favourite game was 'Are we there yet?' quickly followed by 'How many times can we say it before Dad yells at us?'" He joked as Blake glared at him. Blake just thought that he was enjoying this a bit too much.
"One we were like five then. Two I just drove with an eighteen year old complaining about how she was bored and how my taste in music sucked. At least she is driving for the rest of the journey." Blake commented.
(Line Break You Foolish Fool!)
"I don't even care where my room is... I'm falling asleep as soon as I hit the pillow." Blake yawned grabbing her bag from the back seat. The rest could wait. The car wasn't going to move. Blake was very tired. Weiss somehow managed to get out of driving. Blake was still questioning how she managed to sprain her wrist while being handed a drink.
"Right, well I'm with you there. All that boring music takes it out of me." Weiss said laughing as Blake just glared half heartedly at her.
"New rule you can only complain about the music when you drive that day. Seven hours of you constantly bitching about my taste is far more annoying." Blake said closing the door to the car. She knew Weiss truly didn't mind the music choice. She liked all music, it was just something she always enjoyed be it from the calmness that came with classical to lyrics of pop.
"Right well if you are just going to be a stick in the mud... not my fault I like music from people who didn't have such an ego that they caused a split. I bet you like Yoko." Weiss joked as Blake kicked a shoe off at her from the open door.
"Too far Weiss. You would swear I took a dump in your corn flakes." Blake said as Weiss picked up Blake's shoe and tossed it into the house.
"Will you two young ladies stop throwing shoes!" They heard their mom yell. The only person who caused them terror with very little effort caused such dread. But also acted as a calming one at the same time.
"Sorry!" They both yelled back in unison. They don't want to anger her within a few seconds of being in the new house.
"Right well I'm going to grab a room and sleep. If I'm up before ten kill me please." Blake asked as Weiss just laughed following Blake up the stairs.
"Hell if I'm up before that, you have permission to kill me. Sleep is too valuable." Weiss said as she yawned. As she came to the top of the stairs. She saw a bathroom with the door open and three open almost equal sized. Their parents in one bedroom appeared to be dressing the bed.
"I take it the last two bedrooms are mine and Weiss'?" Blake asked and just saw their head nod. Dibs on the one on the right." Blake said running not giving Weiss a chance to take the room.
Weiss sighed as she claimed the only remaining bedroom. She only cared because Blake always was able get the room that never had the annoying beams of sunlight from the early morning sun. "I swear Blake if I there's so much as a single beam of sunlight in there I will kill you." Weiss said walking in and just sitting on her bed. She began to undo her hair. Weiss could hear Blake just falling face first onto her bed.
Weiss stood up and walked over to her bag to grab her change of clothes. She pulled out her light blue nightgown and began to get changed. She was going to enjoy the new place judging by the way the outside looked. It was mesmerising even in the low light that the moon gave them. The other though invading Weiss' mind was simply 'What's the nightlife like?'
(One More Line Break should do)
Blake was awoken by her mom opening her door and dropping a rather heavy iron pan on the floor. Blake shot up and began to frantically look around. She saw her mom standing there laughing at her reaction.
"What gives mom? That is easily in the top of ways to wake people up rudely." Blake complained rubbing her eyes. She knew better than to lay back down. The pan drop would come from much closer. Right next to her bed. That was not something she wanted to happen... ever.
"Sorry sweetie, the moving truck should be here in an hour. Your father and I thought it would be nice to have breakfast together. Can you get your sister up while I go down to start?" her mom asked smiling softly. As Blake absent mindedly nodded.
"Thanks Blake." She said picking up the pan and began to walk humming a tune Blake knew all too well. A tune she always hummed when she was in a great mood or when Weiss or Blake were sick. 'Judging from the fact I don't feel sick and the fact she seems really happy it is definitely the former over the latter.' Blake thought turning to her phone to check the time. She smiled slightly, her mom heard what she said and woke her up at five minutes past ten.
Blake stood up and walked to the room next to her's she always dreaded having to wake Weiss up but it wasn't hard. As she stood in the doorway she say Weiss trying to spoon one of her pillows. Blake snickered a bit at the sight in front of her.
"Weiss get up. Mom is cooking and I won't save you any if you stay asleep." Blake said just loud enough to register to Weiss that she said it but not loud enough to wake her in a violent manner. Weiss shot up and glared at Blake.
"If you do that I will maim you so bad they won't even be able to air it on the news." Weiss said jumping out of her bed to stand on her tip toes to stare at the taller woman. "Let's get going. Don't want to give dad the chance to steal all of the food." Weiss said as her and Blake ran down the stairs. They knew it was never worth the risk to leave him alone with the delicious food their mom always made.
As the ran into the kitchen the smell of bacon and eggs filled their nostrils, the pleasant aroma was heaven and they quickly took a seat at the table. Sure the idea of needing to unpack was approaching but it also meant that they could relax and make their room theirs again. While they always saw the taking down of their stuff as the ending of a place. They also knew that they were loved enough to be brought into consideration about moving. Not like in the past.
Weiss was put up for adoption at the age of three and Blake was abandoned at birth. Neither held malice towards their families. They found a family that loved them deeply. "Okay girls first." Their mom said placing plates in front of Weiss and Blake. Weiss and Blake waited patiently for their mom to bring over the last two plates and their mom to have a seat. It was only correct edict.
As she took a seat. They all began to dig in. It was the nicest thing they had in what felt like weeks. In reality it was at most a few days. Between the packing and the driving they couldn't sit down and have a pleasant family meal.
"Thanks mom." Weiss and Blake both said as they finished. They began to collect the dishes and bring them over to the sink. It was only fair on their parents. They made the food they shouldn't have to clean the dishes as well.
Author's Note:
Need to set the scene somehow, and at two thousand words I think it is a nice scene set. And sadly those musicians I actually listen to on a regular basis, surprises everyone when they hear I like that type of music. If you don't know any of them I suggest spending some time on Youtube. I hope you guys like it.