Dawndreamer: Hey people! Well it's me here Day Dreamer and my character is Ella and Twilight poet's is Max for short! We're making this fic in-between math homework and crazy parents! Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: We own only our made up characters...
Twilight Poet: That's it?
Dawndreamer: Yup
Twilight Poet: sad...
DawnDreamer: yup...
Never Had a Dream Come True
Max was sitting behind the counter of Pella's Pet store, watching Tuppeny and Roe (their pet Ferrets) attack the cardboard boxes she'd just emptied and chucked into the corner, while she half listened to the boy standing in front of her.
"Listen, Me and my friends," the kid was saying. "We could close down this store, you know. Just like that." He brought his right hand up and snapped his fingers.
"Really?" Max smiled sweetly. "Be my guest."
A tall girl with long brown hair and brown eyes looked after the puppies as she watched the conversation between her best friend and the boy. Max was shorter than her and had short blond hair and green eyes. At the moment she looked irritated.
In the mood Max was in, she'd consider being rid of this place an act of mercy. At the moment the thought of not having to clean cages, restock shelves or answer questions about the feeding habits of hermit crabs had a lot of appeal.
The boy frowned. "I'm serious. We shut down the fur on Salina Street."
According to the newspaper account she'd read they hadn't, but she wasn't going to call the kid a liar.
"So am I." Max threw the key to the front door of the store on to the counter. "Here you go, kid..."
"Jeff..."
"Whatever."
"Jeff," he repeated.
"Fine, Jeff, then." she massaged a cramp in her shoulder while she moved her arm around. The damn thing had been bothering her all day. Must have slept on it wrong. "I'll make it easy for you," Max pointed to the key. "Take it, I'll inform my bank. Oh, and good luck releasing the fish to their natural environment. The guy that bred most of them lives out in New South Wales."
Jeff swallowed. His eyes searched them room for an answer that wasn't there.
Ella was telling herself Max shouldn't be giving him such a hard time when he swallowed again, straightened his shoulders and did what any politician would have done in similar circumstances: ignored what Max said and kept going on with his speech. Her guilt disappeared. Admiration took over. Damn, the kid was good. Who knew? They could be looking at the next Governor of Queensland!
"You think what your doing is right?" he said. "You think it's okay to own living creatures, to buy and sell them like chattel?"
Max rubbed her eyes and looked pleadingly at Lu, but she just smiled and indicated that he was her problem. How old was this kid anyway? He couldn't have been older than them surly! Sensing Max's weariness, Tuppeny and Roe abandoned their box and crawled on to her shoulders to nuzzle her face. Max loved them.
"See!" cried Jeff, "those Ferrets should be free to roam where they wish! Not your pets to do your biddings."
"These 'pets' as you call them, are our family." Max sighed. She'd had this conversation many times. "They go where they want, they just prefer to stay with Luella and me, and can I help that?"
The boy gave a sniff and placed a bunch of pamphlets on the table. With the instructions, "read these." He left. Max threw them straight in the bin. The photos of animals being tortured with cosmetics was not the kind of thing she wanted to look at right now, or ever. It was too depressing. Instead she opened her Lord of the Rings book, reading it again for the third time.
"Cute kid," laughed Ella, shutting the puppy cage and coming over.
"Yeah right," Max groaned, "cute as a spider!"
'You know no matter how many times I've read ROTK, it still makes me cry" Ella said thoughtfully.
"Really?" Max asked, looking up from her book, "do you want to watch it tonight?"
"How could I refuse an offer like that Max, after the day we've had here... that little brat, he's the third one this month. I swear they've got some sort of conspiracy going on!"
"Yeah!" Max Picked up Roe and placed the squeaking pet into her pocket. "Grab Tuppeny, We'll close up early."
Turning out the lights Ella and Max locked up and got into Max's 'baby'. Which was her brand new convertible.
"Love the new paint job... adding the shimmering paint and the changing blue colour really suits it," smiled Ella.
"Thanks!" grinned Max as they slid onto the red leather seats. "To the video store Rogers and don't spare the horses!"
Pulling up at the store they rented out Lord of the Rings 1, 2 and 3 before heading into the market to buy popcorn and soft drinks.
"MOVIE NIGHT!!" grinned Max as they pulled into the driveway of their beachfront house.
"MAXIIIIIIIINNE!!!"
"Oh HELL no!" Cried Max, "HIDE ME!"
"Oh but look, he brought you flowers," mocked Ella, holding in her laughter.
"ELLLLLLLAAAA!!!"
"EEP!" squealed Ella, ducking behind the car with Max.
"Fake smiles ready?" whispered Max
"Check," replied Ella, "Excuses?"
"Check," whispered Max, "Ready?"
Finally they stood up to meet the two forms running up towards them.
"Hello Trent," groaned Max.
"Maxine, my dear, you are looking ravishing this afternoon," smiled Trent, kissing her hand.
Max grimaced, she really didn't like this guy. He was taller than her with thick black hair, greased back from his forehead. His mother and Max's mother had originally planned an arranged marriage that Max had been trying to get out of for a few years now... all they needed was her to sign the marriage papers and everything was done. There was no way on God's green earth THAT was ever going to happen any time soon.
"Well hello sexy," said Josh as he circled Ella looking her up and down.
"Uh it's Ella, Josh," she said raising her eyebrows.
"Yes, of course," he murmured, moving closer to her, "my deepest apologies," he whispered in her ear. Shivers of disgust ran though Ella's back.
"Freaky sleezeba," she thought to herself as she tried not to gag on the amount of aftershave he was wearing. Suddenly he grabbed her face and stuck started moving his sloppy tongue around in her mouth.
"WOAH!!!" cried Max, pushing Trent away and running over to them, "NOT in my driveway!!" She came over and ripped Josh off Ella.
"We're sick, go away!" growled Max as Ella wiped off the saliva left around her mouth, her face turning slightly green.
Trent moved closer towards Max, "Would you... like me to nurse you back to health?" he asked, winking and licking his lips.
"NO!" cried Max, leading Ella inside and locking the door behind her.
"MOUTHWASH!" screamed Ella, "I NEED MOUTHWASH!!"
"They so want us," smirked Josh, getting into his car.
"Totally," grinned Trent as they drove away.
Ella and Max both had showers and changed into their Pajama's before putting the popcorn in the microwave and sitting on the couch to wait for it to cook. Suddenly they heard a noise from the bathroom upstairs.
"What was that?" whispered Max.
"It came from the bathroom," replied Ella.
Grabbing a broom each, the girl crept up the stairs and peered into the dark room.
"On the count of 3," whispered Ella. "1...2...3..."
Crying out loud, they flicked on the lights and jumped into the bathroom to see Trent and Josh climbing through the window. They looked up at the two furious girls.
"See! I told you we should have come earlier!" groaned Josh, "they've already had their showers!"
Screaming in fury, they girls charged the boys, brandishing their brooms and hitting the boys until they were knocked out.
"Ok, I think they've had enough," puffed Ella.
"Not quite," growled Max before promptly pushing both unconscious men out the window. They landed with a thud in the rose bushes.
"Err... I'll go call the cops," laughed Ella.
"Thank you officer," smiled Max, shaking the large man's hand.
"No problem lass," he smiled, "you just watch yourself now."
Both girls waved good-bye to the policemen and went back inside.
"Do you think we should have told them we knew the guys?" asked Max
"Nah," grinned Ella, without a pause for thought.
"We still have time to watch ROTK (return of the King) if you want?"
"Sure!"
They watched they movie and headed off to bed.
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Twilight Poet: I know, I know WHERE ARE THE ELVES!! But hold your horses! We're getting to that, promise!
Dawndreamer: We're writing chapter 2 now! But we still have math to do as well... so we'll get as much done as we can!
Twilight Poet: --dodges sharp flying objects-- Don't hurt us!