Hi! This is Federica :3
I'd like to introduce you to my series, "Castle Bleck? Too Black!"
Let's go into the FF! Sofia Stella is my OC :) R&R!
It was a hot June day, one of those where, usually, is better to stay at home reading fanfictions with an iced drink next.
And it was exactly what Sofia was doing, looking for inspiration to write her own ... But the arguments were too many, and felt as overwhelmed.
Bored, turned on the TV, but all that showed were stupid cartoons and depressing movies. Then turned it off and turned on the radio...
She unplugged the computer and, after a thorough round of the stuff in her room, her eyes went rummaging through some old drawer, containing the memories of his childhood ..
Although she was only fourteen years old, Sofia had a drawer, or rather a piece of furniture full, overflowing with old stuff: she didn't throw it because, in her opinion, all things carried some memories with them.
She put her arm in the third drawer, looking for something that could give her inspiration among the various objects, and out popped a piece of paper.
She read what was written above, which seemed to be a mobile number. Quickly she typed it and, overcome with emotion, she listened.
"Beep ... Beep ... Telecom Italy, the number dialed does not exist "
Sofia pulled a fist on the table.
"But someone has to be! I do not remember ... Ummm ... Someone, a friend of mine, will have me passed his number ... But I guess that should be used in a certain way ... Otherwise it doesn't work? "She said to herself. The house was empty, and no one had heard her speech.
Mimi raised the stereo; it was playing "Ma Cherie" by Dj Antoine, one of the songs of the moment. The music made Mimi began to dance so much that she went on the chair, like a cube. The volume was turned up in a crazy way, so that sounded throughout the room and beyond: Nastasia heard her from outside and, irritated by the mess, she entered.
"Mimi?"
No answer.
"Mimi!"
The song ended. Mimi stopped and noticed Nastasia.
"What?"
"Turn down the stereo! This castle is not a disco, Mimi! "
"Ugh! There you can't enjoy a moment! "
"Do it less powerful, 'K?"
As an answer, Mimi turned the radio off and jumped on her bed, and Nastasia left the room.
Mr.L came soon after.
"Nice music!"
"Blah blah blah, if I raise an instant the volume she's always protesting!"
"Instead, can you send me the song by bluetooth?"
"It was on the radio, L. I do not have it on the phone "
"Know somebody who has it?"
The eyes of the two wandered around the room, until they looked for a moment, then smiled, as taken by an illumination.
"Dimentio!" They said simultaneously.
"He has everything on his phone, impossible that he hasn't this!" Said Mimi.
"Ummm .. What time is it? "Asked Mr.L.
"It's noon ... And now he's cooking! "replied Mimi.
"Ok, you distract him and I pick up the phone!"
Mr.L said nothing else: they went down the stairs and found Dimentio into the kitchen.
Mimi came into the room first, nearly shouting: "Hey ... Dimmy what have you cooked today? "
"You'll see," he said, "and do not call me that!" He added, not even looking.
"Pleaaaaase Dimmy Dimmy Dimmy Dimmy!"
"Are you kidding me? Now let me cook! "
Dimentio spun around and glared at her: Mr.L stretched out his hand towards the table where his phone was, took it and disappeared quickly.
Mimi saw him, giggled and ran away from Dimentio.
He saw her disappear, thinking...
Who knows what she might be plotting now..
Sofia stroked her red hair in her hands. What could it mean, a number gouged out of nowhere that don't want to answer? "Maybe he changed phone," she thought.
After a few moments the paper was already to end up in the basket ... when on the other side of the piece of paper she noticed a small sign: "D. Goes the other way or I can not receive you. "
"Oh, yes," exclaimed in her mind. "It was called Di ... Di ... Boh, the name does not matter, it was not the nice jolly? Yes it was! Mamma mia, how long since I saw him ... Seven years? "
She rearranged the number. "Let's see if I am still good at it!" she thought.
*snap*
Sofia snapped her fingers, concentrating.
A little golden light departed from them.
After a while, she had arrived ... She looked at that world, that world which she had seen only a few times, but that left her strong memories of past adventures.
She pushed the green button again.
"Beep ... Beep ... "
Mimi and Mr.L had their eyes on Dimentio's cell phone, a jewel of technology.
"How do we find the song? I do not know anything about this phone!" Said Mr.L, after having looked for a while.
"But you're a mechanic! You should know how it works!"
Mimi was about to fly into a rage when, fortunately, the song went.
"Yes! this is! Send it! "Mimi said, regaining his smile.
"No, Mim ... This, is the song, but as a ringtone ... Someone is calling Dimentio! "Was surprised Mr.L.
Mimi picked up the phone and looked at the number: it was not in the phone book and there was no name but just numbers. "I am his friend, I can even answer his phone!" So saying, she pushed the button of the response.
"Hello?"
"Pronto... Eh... Umm... Hello, who I'm talking with?"
"I'm Mimi. You?"
"Sofia. Sofia Stella."
"Sofia or Stella?"
"Stella is my second name. This telephone, is it yours?"
"No, it's of my friend Dimentio."
"Can you tell him I called? I'm a friend of longtime"
"Ok, bye"
"Bye"
End of the chapter :)
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