Disclaimer: I do not own M.A. that is why this story is in and not in a comic book at stores. Okay? Just read on.
A Trip to Heatherfeild
Chapter 1-Old Rival
"This has got to be the worst!"
Elena said a little too overly dramatic. They were at Zick's room. Zick was leaning on a pillow and reading a comic book, while Elena burst out everything.
"Aw, come on. It'll be fun. I mean, four weeks out of this old place? Why'd you guys have to go there anyway?"
He looked up from the rim of the book; Elena slumped onto the other side of the bed. She pouted at the ceiling.
"The company my dad works in has got some project in that place and they need him there for a month. And, unfortunately, my mom has an old friend who lives there, who was very happy to let us stay for a couple of weeks."
Elena rolled her eyes. Zick placed the comic book down and pulled his legs closer to him.
"What's so bad about Weatherfield to make you hate it so much?" he gestured with his hands. "It's Heatherfeild. And it's not the town, that's the problem. It's what's in it, and what's not in it!" "Why? What is it?" Elena breathed in dramatically. "What's not in it, adventure that's all available here in OldMill! And …you." Zick made a slow and gentle smile; he was a little moved by that last sentence. Elena pretended not to see that. She acted more and more annoyed at going to Heatherfeild. Then she abruptly stood up. "I know!" she turned and pointed at Zick. "You can come with us!" Zick was a little slow about the subject. "What? I…, what?" "You'll come, and I don't have to face that gruesome city! Plus we can have our own little adventures there!" Zick processed it in his head. "Little adventures? " "Yeah! Plus it'll be so boring there! At least I'd have someone to be bored with me." Elena stood up and went to the door. "I'll tell your mom about it!" Zick stood, ready to protest. "B-but. Elena I'm allergic to smog, and you said it's a city-"
SBAM!
"You're right, this is the worst!" Zick made a bored expression; he had his cheek on his palm while he rested his arm by the side of the car. He stared out the window. They were already passing the big bridge to Heatherfeild. It was raining, and there was the usual traffic. Elena leaned closer so she could also see the view through the frosted glass. She smiled innocently. "Hey, at least we get to spend it together!" (Conversation is in whispers so that Elena's parents will not hear) Elena smirked. Zick made an open mouthed expression "Since when were you the optimist?" Elena shrugged, the smile faded. "I can't believe you got my mom to agree on this!" Zick complained. "Aw, come on. Greta trusts me. And I was pretty convincing, don't you think?" she squinted one eye at him. "Convincing? You told her you wanted me to come with you to this amazingly wonderful place and that for my benefit; you've discovered the solution to my allergies so that I can 'enjoy' it too!"
Flashback
"Zick, I'm going to help you pack." His mother entered his room, holding out his empty backpack .Zick stood up, wide eyed and shocked. 'The little witch actually did it!' he thought. "What?" his mom was already getting stuff from his closet. "N-nothing, what do you mean, pack?" "You're going with Elena and Julie and the rest of the Potatoes to that city. It was really sweet of Elena to think of you. She wanted you to come along." When his mother's back was turned, Zick scowled and muttered. "Sure. Very sweet, Elena." "And she said she has a solution for your allergies." Yeah, she does. Thought Zick. I know a pair of corks when I see one.
Elena looked smug. "Well, consider this a favor you'll be doing for me, I mean, after all the times I've saved your skin."
"Zick rolled his eyes. "What's wrong with this place anyway?"
Elena's face darkened. Zick shot up an eyebrow in confusion. "You have no idea Zick…., in this place…., lives the wicked witch there is! She may even be an Anguana, for all I know, the worst of the bunch. …..and her name..." Elena points her finger up dramatically. "…her name is –"
"IRMA!"
A call came from downstairs of the Lair residence. Irma's mom hollered. "IRMA! Get down here!" Irma was in her room. She was curled up in her bed; a phone was by her ear. She was all smiles and giggles until her mom interrupted her conversation with Joel. "*Sigh* I have to go Jay, duty calls." The boy laughed. She dropped the phone gently, she smiled. She looked out the window. It was raining. Rain meant water. But then a car parked and the smile quickly faded away.
She stomped her way downstairs. "Somebody call the Guardians, a monster's in town" she thought. She heard them all in the living room. She could bet her mom was chattering away, excitedly, with her old friend. She entered the living room. Of course. The Potatoes are here. There's Harvey, and Julie, those must be the twins that her mother was talking about…... wait…., where is the little twerp? She walked in some more; all the other seats on the chairs were occupied, so Irma just stood.
"There you are." Irma's mom said.
Irma grumbled something about this being the worst day ever.
"My, you've grown a whole lot, since the last time we saw you." Julie Potato commented. Anna smiled. "Where's little boy, Christopher?"
"He's in this fieldtrip." Anna explains. "He'll be back at 8. Where's your little girl?" Yeah, where's the little mass of horror? Irma thought.
"Aren't' you going in?" Zick asked. Elena was leaning on the car; her bag was on the ground beside her. Zick had his backpack on one arm, he, too didn't want to enter the house. "No." Elena mumbled, crossing her arms. Zick looked innocently at the house. He leaned back as well. "Then, what now?"
"I don't know, we wait for our deaths?" Elena suggested.
"Aw, come on. It's probably not that bad." although he was a little unsure of that.
Elena sighed. "Fine, let's go in."
"This must be Elena." Irma's mom said with a welcoming smile. Elena forced a smile. Zick felt a little out of place. "And who's this? I don't recall you having a son."
Before Julie could answer Elena interrupted. "No, this is my friend. He doesn't talk that much so I'll be doing the talking for him" Zick gave her a questioning look. She grinned. She whispered in his ear 'the less we talk, the less trouble we'd get into.' 'You? Worrying about trouble? Must be something in the air' he made a teasing smile. Irma was staring at them from her corner. She narrowed her eyes.
Elena dragged Zick back to the outside. The sight of her old arch enemy sent flares of frustration throughout her entire body. But little did she know Irma followed as well. They were standing by the car again. Elena opened the door. "This is ridiculous; you don't have any idea on what to do, do you?" Zick crossed his arms, acting the part of the patient friend with an: I'm telling you now so I can say I told you so, later. Look. Elena climbed into the car, searching for the key. "Darn! They took it with them!" "what are you planning to do anyway?" "Escape! Duh! I'm out of here!" "What's wrong?" "That girl used to pull on my braids when we were little; we used to fight a whole lot! And the people here are too snobbish and to good to be true." "Aw, come on, her mom seemed nice enough." "Not the adults. I mean, this place is packed with those kinds of kids." Just then Irma was behind Zick and was looking into the car, as well. "You're a whole lot young, to be able to drive." She said with a wise guy look.
"None of your business witch!" Elena barked.
"Shut up, Potato head!"
This argument looked bad enough, but it was worse for Zick because he was in the middle of both of them. His ears hurt.
"Looks, like you've got a lot of catching up to do." He said. "But can you not scream in my ears?!" the two stopped shouting.
"Who's this?" Irma asked.
"He's my friend! And if you don't stay out of our way, he'll curse you with his awesome super human powers!"
Irma cocked an eyebrow. Zick looked like he wanted to strangle Elena for not keeping half of his secret safe like she luckily Irma didn't really care about that comment. "I thought you said he couldn't speak."
"Yeah, so he wouldn't be forced to talk to you!" She pointed at Irma's smiled, ready for a comeback."Oh… why? You afraid I'll steal your little boyfriend?" Irma laughed.
Elena glared at her. She climbed out of the car and grabbed Zick's arm. "Come on, let's get out of here." Zick looked back at Irma."I don't understand, why didn't you retort, like you usually do? And what's up with you two, anyway?"
"Long story."
"Oh? Tell me anyway."
"You'll be staying in Irma's room. Christopher is hard to convince, so…, I hope you don't mind sharing?" Irma's mom asked.
Irma was tagging along, she butted in and said "Mom, her friend's a boy; you want them to share a room?"
"Irma, they're only ten."
Zick and Elena were silent for a moment as the two argued. "Why me? Why don't you let them stay in that little brat's room?"
"Irma th-"
"Uhm, its okay, Mrs. Lair. We could share."Elena said. "It's my fault for bringing a friend along, see I'm worried he'll die when I'm gone even for just a month. He gets into trouble a lot, but don't worry I'll handle him."
"What?!" Zick was ready to protest, Elena slapped her hand over his mouth. "You know how it is." She said.
Irma crossed her arms and coked an eyebrow. Then she turned to her mom. "But mom, where will I stay?"
"I've cleaned up the attic..." her mom opened the door to Irma's room. But when the two saw the room, they were horrified. Her room was a mess! Posters were peeling off the walls, some of her clothes were lying around, and her pet turtle was out of his little area. Her books were lying around, unopened.
"Uhm, we'll take the attic!" Elena said quickly.
"Hey, Mrs Lair. Is Irma home?" asked Taranee, Haylin was with her. They were slightly embarrassed when they found out that she had guests. "Sorry to disturb you." Haylin said. 'That's alright, Irma's upstairs with the kids." They nodded and made their way to Irma's room. But on the way they could hear shouts from the attic.
"Stop pulling my hair you toad!" Elena shouted as Irma pulled one of her braids.
"You started it!"
Zick was left horrified, trying to get in between them and stop this mess. Just then Taranee and Haylin climbed up, and immediately pulled Irma back. "Irma! What were you doing, pulling up a little girl's hair?" Haylin asked practically shouting, but not that angrily only with shock. "Who are these kids anyway?" Taranee asked. "Those are the kids of some friend of my mom who'll be staying here for a couple of weeks." "And you decided to welcome them with the act of pulling her braids?" Haylin narrowed one eye.
"The little twerp started it."
"What are your names?" Taranee asked in a friendly tone.
"That's Potato girl and her friend, Tick." Irma interrupted before Elena could speak.
"It's Elena and Zick!" she said, clearing out the mistake that Irma made with their names.
"They're staying here?" Taranee asked.
"Yep. For a month, I guess. This is my mom's fault."
"How long have you known Irma?" asked Haylin quickly understanding the predicament.
"Long enough to find out what a big meanie she is!"
Taranee and Haylin shot surprised looks at Irma. She scowled.
"Hey! Your hair's blue!" Haylin exclaimed. She had on a goofy grin.
She was pointing like an idiot at Zick's hair. Taranee crouched a bit, engaging in conversation.
"You two don't look alike, to be twins, but you have the same height. Who is older?" Taranee asked.
"Oh, he's not my brother, if that's what you're trying to say. He's my friend. And we're both ten." Elena explained.
Okay, first chapter ends here. Hope you guys like it. And no, Irma's not that evil, she just doesn't like Elena, hehe, you'll see why.
