Good Old Times
Summary: Valkyrie and Fletcher are left alone at Skulduggery's house and bored. They decide to travel, but what happens when something goes wrong when they teleport? Keep reading to find out…!
Disclaimer: I do not own Skulduggery Pleasant or any of the characters. All I own is the plot and any of my own characters :)
A/N:
So guys I have decided to start a new fic! I got the idea from a book I was reading that has nothing to do with SP so do not ask me how I got the idea because I don't really know myself…..anyway back to what I was saying.. It would really help me if you reviewed to let me know how you like it, constructive criticism is welcome :)
On with the fic….
Chapter 1: Arrival
Valkyrie's P.O.V
"I'm really bored" I stated from my position half on half of the sofa chair in Skulduggery's house.
"Really?" Fletcher asked the sarcasm obvious in his voice.
"Aha. Let's do something!" I said.
"Like what?" he said sitting up from his lying down position.
"Hmm…" I say following suite. "How about we… look around?"
"Sounds like a good idea" Fletcher said smiling.
We both got up and started looking around there wasn't really anything to see though.
"I give up" I say sighing.
"I don't" fletcher said grinning "There's still one room we haven't taken a look at…"
"Fletcher, that's a private room" I say "We aren't supposed to go in there"
We both grinned and basically raced through the house of mostly living rooms to find Skulduggery's bedroom.
"I win!" fletcher said
"Hey you cheated you aren't allowed to teleport!" I pouted "Are you sure we should go in?"
"are you sure you want to go back and lie on the couch?" he asked
"Good point" I say opening the door.
Skulduggery's room was just like a normal
It had a sofa bed that didn't look like it got much use, a hat rack for his many hats and the occasional wig, a coat stand, his gun, obviously a closet for all of his 'exquisite' suits and basically everything a normal bedroom would have.
I started looking though one of the books that was on his nightstand when a slip of paper fell out and slowly glided to the ground.
On the back it said 'Ghastly (17), Erskine (17), Dexter (17), me (17)'
Now I was interested, I left it on the floor and called fletcher over.
"Fletch? Come and take a look at this would you"
He nodded and walked over to where I was standing.
Once he had fully read it he bent down to pick it up and turned it over.
We both looked at the photo and gaped.
It was younger versions of Erskine, Ghastly and Dexter all standing there and smiling in front of some shop. There was also someone else standing there which must be Skulduggery. He was tall, muscular and tanned with blonde hair and green eyes. Geez he didn't lie when he said he was good looking back then.
Wait what am I thinking? This is Skulduggery we're talking about.
"Is that who I think it is?" he asked me
"Yep, well I'm pretty sure." I replied and looked closer to the photo "is that Ghastly's shop?"
He examined the photo and once he came up with an answer he said "Yeah, I guess so. What year do you think it is?"
"I have no idea."
We were standing there in silence when fletcher spoke up "this is really cool, I think we should go to Ghastly's and ask him about it, well that is if he's home. How about it?"
"I don't know Fletch; we're supposed to stay here."
"And? Here is boring and it's called teleportation, we can be there and back in less than ten seconds."
I sighed and gave him a look as if to say 'whatever' and held out my hand which he grabbed and with a small pop we were gone.
We landed in a dark room that was crammed with boxes and realised it was most probably a shed of some sort.
"Fletcher!" I whispered harshly. "where are we?"
"I-I don't know" he said quietly.
He doesn't know? He doesn't know!
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"Well I meant for us to go to Ghastly's shop but we're obviously not there."
I looked around and found a window.
"Fletcher? Lift me up to that window up there." I said
"Ahem… please would be nice"
"Oh whatever, Please?"
He huffed and lifted me up so I could she through the window.
It was, it was Ghastly's shop, only different.
There were other clothes in the window and other people at the counter. What the hell is going on?
I was just about to go and tell fletcher what I had just seen when people walked through the door, and the bell rang.
"Mum!" a voice rang and came into view.
Ghastly?
Wait… oh no.
"What?" his mother replied.
"Skull, Erskine and Dexter are coming over in like" he paused looking at his watch. "Three hours"
"Alright just try not to get into that much trouble!" she called after him when she noticed he had already gone through the door.
"Kids" she muttered to herself.
I wobbled a bit and fell off of Fetcher's shoulders.
"ouch" I muttered
"What is it?" he asked suddenly worried
"I don't think we're in 2012 anymore."
A/N:
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Sophie Elizabeth xx