I don't own the 39 Clues. Blah blah blah.
Oh and I got the inspiration from Pretzel Crisps and the 11th book. ;D
No, seriously, Pretzel Crisps and the 11th book of The 39 Clues.
xXx
"IAN!"
I cringed as my dear cousin burst through my bedroom door.
She tackled me and gave me a rib-cracking hug.
"Ellie- please- need- breath-" I gasped out.
She let go of me and grinned; not even sorry for almost killing me.
"I'm not even going to apologize, besides it's you who should apologize," she said, jabbing me in the stomach when she said you.
I rose an eyebrow.
"Apologize? That words barely in my vocabulary," I replied. She tossed me my phone.
"Then Google it for heaven's sake. You have a hi-tech phone and an extremely high IQ, use 'em!"
I smirked.
"Will do... Eliana." I dodged the punch, but was caught by surprise when she tackled me yet again.
"Don't. Call. Me. Eliana." she growled. I laughed.
"Why do you let it get to you so much?"
"Because it's a stupid name," she said, helping me up.
"ELLIE!" a blur of white flew by me and crashed into Ellie.
"Hey Nat! How you doing?" Ellie asked, laughing at Natalie's enthusiasm.
"Fine... but Ian's not doing too well," she said, I glared at her.
"Shut it Natalie, besides if mother saw you just now, she'd never approve." Natalie stuck her tongue at me.
"Mother's not here." Ellie just laughed.
"I must bring out the rebels in you or something, it's always 'mother this' and 'mother that' when I'm here! You guys need to loosen up!"
"Loosen up! That's not even POSSIBLE with her scrutinizing your every move! You have to constantly be on your guard! Right Ian? Ian? IAN!" Natalie shouted, trying to get my attention.
I snapped out of my thoughts about... her.
Ellie rose an eyebrow at me and then announced,
"I'm starving, let's talk over some food, 'kay?"
I sighed in relief, grateful at the attention change. But when I looked at her, I realized that I wasn't off the hook; not yet.
Her eyes practically screamed at me,
Ian what in the world has got you like this?
I looked away, hoping she hadn't read me like she always did.
Please, just this once!
~~~Ellie's POV~~~
"ELLIE!" a familiar voice shouted, slamming into me. I laughed.
"Hey Nat! How you doing?" I asked, smiling at the 11 year old.
"Fine... but Ian's not doing so well," she said, which earned her a glare from Ian.
"Shut it Natalie, besides if mother saw you just now, she'd never approve." Natalie stuck her tongue out at him.
"Mother's not here," she replied defiantly, I could only laugh at the two.
"I must bring out the rebels in you or something, it's always 'mother this' and 'mother that' when I'm here! You guys need to loosen up!"
"Loosen up! That's not even POSSIBLE with her scrutinizing your every move! You have to constantly be on your guard! Right Ian? Ian? IAN!" Natalie shouted, trying to get his attention.
He jerked out of his thoughts, I rose an eyebrow, something was up.
"I'm starving, let's talk over some food, 'kay?" I said loudly, when Ian glanced at me, I read him like an open book. He quickly glanced away and I smirked.
Try as you might, you can't keep me from reading you Ian dear. I thought, smiling to myself as I thought about all the times he's attempted to keep me from reading him. One even left him with a sprained ankle.
But my smile vanished as I thought about what I read from him.
He did something... he did something and he hates himself for it. I got that it was a girl... we'll be having a nice, LONG chat about this one. I thought as the three of us walked into the kitchen.
I immediately began raiding the refrigerator and pantry, not happy with the results at all.
"Excuse me, where's the food?" I asked them, completely serious. The two shared a look and then Natalie said, pointing to the fridge and pantry,
"In there Ellie."
I waved the answer away, still not satisfied.
"That's not food! That my dear cousins is tasteless muck!"
Now they were getting defensive.
"Tasteless muck? That muck is the finest food from around Europe!" Ian cried, Natalie shaking her head vigorously in agreement.
"FINEST? The finest food in Europe is in the city!" I yelled at the two, for some reason the three of us have this argument every time I come over.
"THE CITY? ARE YOU MAD WOMAN?" Natalie shrieked, causing their butler to rush in.
"NOT NOW ALBERT!" Ian yelled. He bowed slightly and was about to leave when I stopped him.
"ALBERT! GET THE CAR READY!"
Ian and Natalie looked at me like I was insane.
"And where are you going?" Ian asked.
"To get some real food," I replied, pushing past him and Natalie, irritated now.
"Like what?" Natalie asked. I stopped and turned around to face them.
"Hamburgers, soda, ice cream, pretzel crisps-" I started to list food when I was cut off by Ian,
"Pretzel crisps?" he asked.
"Yeah, pretzel crisps! I can't find a single pretzel crisp! It irks me!" I replied.
"You're getting worked up over pretzel crisps?" Natalie asked me incredulously.
"Yep, and what house doesn't have a bag of pretzel crisps! I want some flippin' pretzel crisps!" I shouted at the two.
Just then Albert walked in, but very hesitantly might I add.
"Miss, the car is ready," he said.
"Wonderful! You two coming?" I asked them, they shared another look and then followed me to the car.
When we were all seated, I tapped on the glass that separated us from the driver, he took one look at me and then began to drive.
"Finally someone who understands!" I exclaimed.
"Probably because you threw such a fit when he had no idea what McDonalds was," Ian muttered.
"Say something?" I asked, smirking.
"Nothing dear cousin, nothing," he quickly replied.
"Good," I said back, counting the moments till I could have my Double Cheeseburger and fries.
Ian and I were standing on the balcony that his room led to.
I was staring silently at the moon while Ian stared at me.
"Why are you staring at me Ian?" I asked. He shrugged.
"Ian Kabra, you did NOT just shrug at me," I said, turning to look at me. He shrugged again.
"What happened, I know that you did something to a girl and that you're beating yourself up about it, now what was it?" I asked, my eyes not moving for a second.
"It was in Korea... we were hunting for a clue and... I just left her there. I- I used her. She actually trusted me Ellie! Why did she trust me?" he asked me, his voice pleading and when I looked at his face, he looked like a little boy again. A little boy who wanted to know why his Little El was crying in front of a rock when she didn't cry when she broke her arm the week before.
I pushed the painful memories back and focused.
"Who's she Ian?" I asked softly.
"Amy... Amy Cahill," he replied. And then he went into a story of how he and Natalie created an alliance in the Clue Hunt, how they gained their trust. He told me all about Amy. I could tell that she was a shy, sweet girl who was unsure of herself.
When he got the part about leaving her in the cave, he cracked. He started to cry.
I pulled him into a hug.
"Shh, Ian. Shh," I whispered.
He was really beating himself up about this.
"Ian, you know what you need?"
"What?" he croaked. I grinned.
"Pretzel crisps," and I then ran away for dear life, Ian right behind me swearing to kill me.
But I wasn't worried. I mean, come on!
I am Ellie.
xXx
So there's the first chapter to my first 39 Clues story!
Remember:
1. Reviews are appreciated but not necessary.
2. Pretzel crisps are AWESOME!
3. This is set after the 3rd book.
4. I don't own the 39 Clues.
5. Or Google...
6. Or the word persnickety...
7. Yes that is a word...
8. Look it up...
9. I swear it's a word!
10. Don't worry, I'll wait...
11. Are you back yet?
12. Seriously, are you back?
13. Whatever,
14. THANKS FOR READING!
15. THANK YOU AND GOOD-NIGHT/DAY!
