Who am I?
Disclaimer: i don't own Rocket Power, nor the characters, places and logos associated with it. So you can't sue me.
Chapter 1
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"James, I think I'm going mad! I can't stand it any longer. The baby is driving me nuts, the electricity in this house is shit and we can't even afford the fucking groceries by the time we pay the rent." Anna shouted at her husband. "I wish I had gone through with the abortion, I didn't even want this fucking baby! I'm nineteen for crying out loud!"
"Yeah, like we could have afforded an abortion back then! It's not my fault, your the woman after all, you're the one that had it." James snapped back, standing up from the crappy couch they owned. The tiny two week old baby had woke up in fright because of his parents yelling and he started crying loudly.
"There he goes again! Does the stupid thing ever shut up! I can't do this any more! We have to get rid of it!" The lights started flickering on and off. "There go the lights again! Atleast without the baby we could live in a better place than this shit hole. Let's face it, he'll be better off dead or living with someone else. We can't keep him!" Anna stated.
James didn't know what to say. He hadn't wanted the baby either, but he felt a twinge of guilt at the thought of dumping the poor kid somewhere. James sat down again and thought about the previous two weeks. Niether him or Anna had slept in days because of the baby's needs. After a few minutes he sighed, thinking to himself it was the baby or them and gave in to Anna's request.
A few hours later, everything was set. The couple were going to move back with Anna's parents and abandon their baby. They set him down in a box in an alley near a couple of garbage bins, not knowing or even caring too much about his future, only their own.
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Another couple living nearby had no idea what lay in store for them. "Something's up with the phone. It keeps ringing, but no-ones there. Ray, I told you to check on Regina ten minutes ago, she won't stop crying!"
"You call this crying?" Ray Rocket held his daughter in his arms. She was sleeping as quiet as a mouse. "But you're right. I do hear crying. Maybe it's another in the building. I'm going to take the garbage out."
Ray walked outside with the bags. He noticed the buildings lights burning brighter than ever, almost blinding. Walking towards the garbage bins he noticed the crying was getting louder. He ran over, concerned and found the baby that had been dumped a few hours earlier.
"Geez. Poor little guy." He scooped the baby up in his arms but it still wouldn't stop crying. For some reason, it felt right holding the little boy. "I can't let this happen to you again. We've always wanted a boy." Ray brought the child inside and called to report it, with no idea what he was getting himself into.
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"Isn't christmas the best time of year? So Reggie, you got me my present yet?" Otto was never the type to wait for Christmas presents. He was always too curious.
"Mind your business Rocket Boy and help put up the lights like dad asked you to."
"Keep your pants on. I'm just getting a drink." Otto walked out to the kitchen.
"Yeah, because all the hard work you've been doing must be exhausting," replied Reggie, sarcastically.
Otto started pouring himself some soda. He really wasn't in the mood for work, he was itching with curiousity. He was just about to take a sip, when the glass exploded in his hands. "Oh weak! I bet if I know what my presents were I wouldn't squeeze the glass to death."
"Otto, is everything okay?" Reggie ran into the kitchen to witness yet another breakage. "Raymundo will flip if he this mess."
"Well, he's not here!" Otto suddenly realised what that meant. "We're here, he's not here. Do you know what this means!" Otto ran to Ray's room for a closet rummage.
Reggie rolled her eyes and began to clean up the mess. "Someone has got to get that guy a stess ball."
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"Damn, he must have figured out I had a little peek last year." Otto said, looking at the place Ray usually hid the presents. Though he kept looking and eventually saw a box. "Oh boy, I bet thats one of them in there." He grabbed the box and found it was filled with Ray's old scrap books and important documents. he picked one out and began flipping through the pictures.
"Hey Reg, check this out. It's some of Raymundo's really bad photos." Otto cried out, picking up another album.
Reggie came in, crossing her arms. "You know we're not supposed to look in those....hey look at Tito." She began laughing and flipping through the pages. "Hey! There's my baby photos. Which means, guess who's are next!"
They flipped the page, seeing an old newspaper article. "What would Dad be doing with this? Hey wait, thats him in the picture, holding a baby."
Reggie read the first part of the clipping. "It's about a baby found abandoned in a trash can. Dad found it, he was a hero."
Otto grabbed the article off her and started reading. Though when he reached the part about the adoption, he stopped. "Reggie, why does it say here that dad adopted the little boy. If he did we'd have a brother right?"
Reggie read over his shoulder, hoping that he was joking. Though when she saw the date being a year after her birth, she knew he wasn't. "Well, atleast I would have a brother," she whispered nervously.
Otto kept reading the clipping, eyes opened wide. "They named the baby.....no way." He dropped the clipping, staring at the cupboard.
Reggie had no idea what to say. It was a huge shock for her. "Otto, maybe it's a joke. Raymundo put it in there to stop you snooping," she suggested, though knowing it wasn't true. She stared at her brother, it was like he had become mute. "Otto..."
"Some joke. Don't talk to me." Otto replied quietly and harshly. Suddenly the stereo started blasting loud rock music from the other room and the ceiling light exploded in Ray's room, making Reggie scream.
"Otto, pack up the stuff now!" Reggie screamed over the loud music. She looked over towards the alarm clock to see how long they had, but the numbers just kept changing and flashing. Reggie shook Otto. "We have to hurry!"
Otto began shoving the stuff back into the box, roughly. Afterwards he walked out into the living room and sat on the couch. He didn't know if he was feeling mad, sad or betrayed. Just a mix of emotions. He listened to the stereo, pumping its loud music. Thirteen years and I never knew, he thought to himself.
"Otto, something's up with the stereo! It won't turn off!" Reggie kept flipping the switch until the stereo just shut down. She sat down with Otto on the couch, wanting to talk about what they just saw, but niether of them had the guts to bring it up. Finally Reggie said, "I guess we better finish putting up the Christmas lights."
Otto glared at her. "I don't want to hang Christmas lights." He stated before walking up the stairs to his room.
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This is a new fic Im trying out. Though I will probably update H&H alot more. Tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: i don't own Rocket Power, nor the characters, places and logos associated with it. So you can't sue me.
Chapter 1
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"James, I think I'm going mad! I can't stand it any longer. The baby is driving me nuts, the electricity in this house is shit and we can't even afford the fucking groceries by the time we pay the rent." Anna shouted at her husband. "I wish I had gone through with the abortion, I didn't even want this fucking baby! I'm nineteen for crying out loud!"
"Yeah, like we could have afforded an abortion back then! It's not my fault, your the woman after all, you're the one that had it." James snapped back, standing up from the crappy couch they owned. The tiny two week old baby had woke up in fright because of his parents yelling and he started crying loudly.
"There he goes again! Does the stupid thing ever shut up! I can't do this any more! We have to get rid of it!" The lights started flickering on and off. "There go the lights again! Atleast without the baby we could live in a better place than this shit hole. Let's face it, he'll be better off dead or living with someone else. We can't keep him!" Anna stated.
James didn't know what to say. He hadn't wanted the baby either, but he felt a twinge of guilt at the thought of dumping the poor kid somewhere. James sat down again and thought about the previous two weeks. Niether him or Anna had slept in days because of the baby's needs. After a few minutes he sighed, thinking to himself it was the baby or them and gave in to Anna's request.
A few hours later, everything was set. The couple were going to move back with Anna's parents and abandon their baby. They set him down in a box in an alley near a couple of garbage bins, not knowing or even caring too much about his future, only their own.
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Another couple living nearby had no idea what lay in store for them. "Something's up with the phone. It keeps ringing, but no-ones there. Ray, I told you to check on Regina ten minutes ago, she won't stop crying!"
"You call this crying?" Ray Rocket held his daughter in his arms. She was sleeping as quiet as a mouse. "But you're right. I do hear crying. Maybe it's another in the building. I'm going to take the garbage out."
Ray walked outside with the bags. He noticed the buildings lights burning brighter than ever, almost blinding. Walking towards the garbage bins he noticed the crying was getting louder. He ran over, concerned and found the baby that had been dumped a few hours earlier.
"Geez. Poor little guy." He scooped the baby up in his arms but it still wouldn't stop crying. For some reason, it felt right holding the little boy. "I can't let this happen to you again. We've always wanted a boy." Ray brought the child inside and called to report it, with no idea what he was getting himself into.
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"Isn't christmas the best time of year? So Reggie, you got me my present yet?" Otto was never the type to wait for Christmas presents. He was always too curious.
"Mind your business Rocket Boy and help put up the lights like dad asked you to."
"Keep your pants on. I'm just getting a drink." Otto walked out to the kitchen.
"Yeah, because all the hard work you've been doing must be exhausting," replied Reggie, sarcastically.
Otto started pouring himself some soda. He really wasn't in the mood for work, he was itching with curiousity. He was just about to take a sip, when the glass exploded in his hands. "Oh weak! I bet if I know what my presents were I wouldn't squeeze the glass to death."
"Otto, is everything okay?" Reggie ran into the kitchen to witness yet another breakage. "Raymundo will flip if he this mess."
"Well, he's not here!" Otto suddenly realised what that meant. "We're here, he's not here. Do you know what this means!" Otto ran to Ray's room for a closet rummage.
Reggie rolled her eyes and began to clean up the mess. "Someone has got to get that guy a stess ball."
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"Damn, he must have figured out I had a little peek last year." Otto said, looking at the place Ray usually hid the presents. Though he kept looking and eventually saw a box. "Oh boy, I bet thats one of them in there." He grabbed the box and found it was filled with Ray's old scrap books and important documents. he picked one out and began flipping through the pictures.
"Hey Reg, check this out. It's some of Raymundo's really bad photos." Otto cried out, picking up another album.
Reggie came in, crossing her arms. "You know we're not supposed to look in those....hey look at Tito." She began laughing and flipping through the pages. "Hey! There's my baby photos. Which means, guess who's are next!"
They flipped the page, seeing an old newspaper article. "What would Dad be doing with this? Hey wait, thats him in the picture, holding a baby."
Reggie read the first part of the clipping. "It's about a baby found abandoned in a trash can. Dad found it, he was a hero."
Otto grabbed the article off her and started reading. Though when he reached the part about the adoption, he stopped. "Reggie, why does it say here that dad adopted the little boy. If he did we'd have a brother right?"
Reggie read over his shoulder, hoping that he was joking. Though when she saw the date being a year after her birth, she knew he wasn't. "Well, atleast I would have a brother," she whispered nervously.
Otto kept reading the clipping, eyes opened wide. "They named the baby.....no way." He dropped the clipping, staring at the cupboard.
Reggie had no idea what to say. It was a huge shock for her. "Otto, maybe it's a joke. Raymundo put it in there to stop you snooping," she suggested, though knowing it wasn't true. She stared at her brother, it was like he had become mute. "Otto..."
"Some joke. Don't talk to me." Otto replied quietly and harshly. Suddenly the stereo started blasting loud rock music from the other room and the ceiling light exploded in Ray's room, making Reggie scream.
"Otto, pack up the stuff now!" Reggie screamed over the loud music. She looked over towards the alarm clock to see how long they had, but the numbers just kept changing and flashing. Reggie shook Otto. "We have to hurry!"
Otto began shoving the stuff back into the box, roughly. Afterwards he walked out into the living room and sat on the couch. He didn't know if he was feeling mad, sad or betrayed. Just a mix of emotions. He listened to the stereo, pumping its loud music. Thirteen years and I never knew, he thought to himself.
"Otto, something's up with the stereo! It won't turn off!" Reggie kept flipping the switch until the stereo just shut down. She sat down with Otto on the couch, wanting to talk about what they just saw, but niether of them had the guts to bring it up. Finally Reggie said, "I guess we better finish putting up the Christmas lights."
Otto glared at her. "I don't want to hang Christmas lights." He stated before walking up the stairs to his room.
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This is a new fic Im trying out. Though I will probably update H&H alot more. Tell me what you think.