Welcome to another story made by me! I am so sorry for the mix-up on my first godchild, that was suppose to be another story! Now here's the real My First Godchild!
Most people would say or even shout, "Thank god it's Friday!" except in one household with a 10 year boy named Mike, which would be me. For me Fridays were just as bad as Mondays. And like all Fridays, it began with a screech! I woke up from my slumber only to find Ricky, my evil brother to be scratching his nails on a hand held chalkboard.
"Wake up twerp, Mom said you have 4 minutes before the bus gets here!" he said.
"4 minutes? oh no, I'm gonna be late!" I yelled as I put on my clothes in a mad rush.
I ran downstairs where Mom was reading the paper. "Jeez Mom, why didn't you wake me up earlier?" I asked eating just a little bit of toast.
"Well I did three times, and you said you were getting up soon." Mom said.
"And you believed me?" I questioned and headed toward the door.
"Wait, don't you want your lunch?" Mom asked.
"Huh? Oh yeah right." I remembered getting the sack lunch. Brusting out of the house, I ran after the bus. "Wait, wait!" I called after the bus, but it didn't stop as usual. I sighed. "Looks like I'm going to be taking the long way to school." I said out loud.
"Yes, it looks like." said voice I really didn't want to hear.
Towering over me was a gray girl sneering down at me. "Did you remember my lunch? Hand it over and you get only a slight beating today."
"Here Francine." I said hopelessly, giving up my lunch. She smirked.
"Glad you see things my way. Oh, and by the way....."
And the last thing I saw was a huge fist. 45 minutes later, I picked myself off the ground and headed to school with a black eye.
"Smith, you do realize this is the 20th time you were late?" asked my teacher, Mrs. Sunshine.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Sunshine, I didn't..." I began but she raised a dismissive hand.
"It's okay, just try and get to school on time, your missing valuble lessons when your not here." she said in her usual happy tone.
"Sure." I said. That lady sometimes scares me.
At lunch. things just got worse. I accidently bumped into Richie Rich.
"Smith, it would do you well to watch were you are going." he said dusting his pants off.
"Sorry." I mumbled, got up and got my lunch only to slip and spill it all on Richie.
"How dare you? Do you know how much this cost?!" he asked.
I found myself in a dumpster after that.
"Ah finally home, were I can finally spend time with my family." I said.
"Hey Mike, we're leaving you here with your most favorite brother of all time." said my dad.
"Oh really who's that?" I asked.
"Ricky." they both answered.
"Can't I just go for once in my life with you?" I asked.
"Oh heavens no. This for adults only and besides, you and Ricky can bond even more." said dad.
"You sure you kids are gonna be O.K?" asked my mom.
"Oh, sure we're going to have a wonderful time with each other, I've got all sorts of games planned for my little bro!" said Ricky, ruffling my hair.
"Well then, you two have fun." said my mom as she lead Dad out the door. The door slammed behind us, leaving me to defend for myself against an evil teenager.
"Well little bro, it seems it's just you, me, and this pile of chores that need to be done." Ricky said.
"Do it yourself, I'm going to do homework." I said, heading up the stairs. Ricky got in front of me.
"I don't think so, or I'll have to show this tape of you in ballet." I snorted.
"Yeah right, like I ever did ballet."
"Oh really?" he grinned, as he put the tape and showed me at 6 years dancing in a tutu. I paled.
"B-but that's when I was six!" I protested.
"They said you looked enough like girl to be the pretty mermaid princess, imagine what your friends would say." he said.
"Fine you win." I grumbled and got to work on his chores. When I was done, I plopped down in front of the T.V. Ricky looked at me.
"Uh, did I say you could watch T.V?" he asked.
"But that's not fair." I said.
"Life's not fair, now go to bed!" he yelled.
Even though it was only 6:00 P.M, I went upstairs and into my bed. It so much peaceful when Ricky went for this girl called Vicky for a while, then this old lady only to realize she wasn't rich and had a crazy son. I looked around at my room for something to do when I spotted this odd magic 13 ball that tells your fortune. I picked it up. It wouldn't hurt just to ask one qeustion.
"Will I ever be free from Ricky?' I asked.
Dream on. It read.
This made me mad. "Dream on? Dream on? That's dumb!" I yelled and threw it across the floor.
Instead of rolling, the ball suddenly split open and a cloud of dark blue smoke clouded the place, bats came exploding out of the place as well. A malevolent laughter was heard coming from the ball. I thought I might just faint, but all I could do is watch in shock. When the smoke finally cleared, a floating creature with blue skin, bat wings, a wand, and a crown on top of her head was sitting over my bed. You can tell she wasn't human at all, not even close to it.
"Hi there, I'm Anti Maldovia and I'm-" she began, but I didn't hear the rest, my world had turned black.
A few moments later, I woke up still dizzy from whatever cause me to faint. "Oh, what just happened? It's as if I just woken up from a dream.
"More like a nightmare,." said this voice. Daring to look up, I saw the floating creature again, I felt like I was going to pass out again. She chuckled darkly, which made my knees weak.
"I geuss that was a little too heavy on the entrance." I collasped to the floor.
"Oh no, you are not going to pass out again, I still got to do the introduction." she said heaving me up.
"W-Who are you? W-What are you doing here?" I asked, backing away.
"Like I said, intro." she said. She cleared her throat. "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you, though I should have warned you I was coming." she said. Her voice sounded more friendly than before, but she still did have a hint of deadly pioson behind all the sugar sweetness.
"H-Help me, what are you talking about?" I asked.
"I'm talking about you being so miserable that you now have a fairy godparent. An Anti fairy godparent as you may want to put it." she said.
"Anti fairy godparent? What?" I asked, thinking this was all just a dream. The intruder sighed. Something must've told her that she was going to have a hard time explaining to me.
As if on cue, Ricky brust open the door. "Knock it off, I can't hear the stupid T.V!"
"Ricky, there's something in the room, a blue creature and she said she was my-"
"You expected me to believe that?" Just for that, I'll make sure you have extra work tomarrow." and he slammed the door behind me.
The creature reappered.
"Nice going genuis, you just made your life even more miserable, by the way, you can tell him who I am if you like, but I must warn you, the second you do, the second I am sapped back to Anti Fairy World, and you....still as miserable as ever." She said in her cold voice.
I sighed. This must be a dream, so I might as well enjoy it while I can.
"So what is an Anti Fairy?" I asked suddenly. The girl looked down at me.
"What?" she asked.
"What is an Anti Fairy?" I asked again.
" Oh, now you want to do I geuss it all depends on who you're asking. An Anti Fairy, which is me, is a creature that is the exact opposite of a fairy. Fairies are happy, colorful beings that enjoy granting people wishes. On the other hand, Anti Fairies are cold, seemingly unfeeling and evil beings that would enjoy nothing better than to cause bad luck on Friday the 13th."
"So you're saying that you enjoy bad luck and stuff like that?" I asked.
"Ohh, give the boy a prize." she said. I ignored her remark.
"So does that mean you grant me wishes?" I asked. She nodded.
"You got it Buster."
