Summer Midnight
Chapter One
New York melted in the late July heat wave that rolled off the Atlantic. Humid and miserably hot, every last air conditioning unit on Long Island was on full blast in a futile effort to combat the rolling waves of sticky heat that made New York an annual hell.
All except one.
Swearing diligently, Nita lost all patience with coaxing in the Speech and resorted to brute force.
"Why the-" thwack. "-hell won't you-" thunk thunk wham. "-effing…. WORK?"
The A/C smugly spit out a cloud of dust and insect remains before blowing a panel off the rear of the unit.
Nita slumped against the kitchen counter, sweat rolling down her forehead as she panted.
"Dammit."
It had been one of those days.
Dealing the snickering air conditioner one last smack with her manual, Nita trudged wearily into her bedroom and flopped down on her bed.
"Goddamn electronics."
At eleven in the morning, the day wasn't bound to get much better anytime soon.
Nita contemplated going to sleep, but that prospect was pushed aside as Dairine bounced into her room, followed by Spot.
She shot Dairine a look from the bed.
"What're you so happy about? Make out with Roshaun on the Moon again?"
Dairine threw a paperback book at her.
"Maybe," she grinned, and dodged nimbly as it came hurtling back at her.
And equally nimbly got caught in the side of the head with a teddy bear.
"Ow!"
Nita buried her face in her pillow.
"Serves you right."
Dairine tossed the bear onto the bed and sat down. "Awww, is somebody sad because they miss their little Kitty…?
Something like a cross between a snarl and a groan escaped Nita's lips, and she halfheartedly kicked out at Dairine.
"Gettout," she growled, her head still muffled by the pillow.
Her little sister took the opportunity to purloin a granola bar from the box on Nita's dresser, and almost skipped down the hall to her own room.
It was perhaps lucky that the pillow was there. The last thing Nita wanted Dairine to see was her crying.
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A few blocks away, Kit also had tears rolling down his face.
For a different reason entirely, sure. But they were tears all the same.
Choking, Kit dived for the pitcher of water on the table next to his older sister.
Carmela laughed as she watched him down half the pitcher in a few gulps.
"I win."
Kit wiped his watering eyes on the sleeve of his shirt and glared at the bottle of Tabasco sauce he had been drinking.
"What's your point?" he managed to croak.
Miraculous in many ways, not the most prominent being that he had probably just developed several thousand lacerations all throughout his digestive tract.
Carmela shrugged. "Nothing. Just another ten bucks."
Kit swore colorfully, but handed Carmela the ten anyways.
Laughing, she whirled off towards the garage, now a few steps closer to buying the next Kingdom Hearts game.
Still bemoaning his flaming tongue and the loss of ten dollars, Kit stalked off, albeit a bit unsteadily, to his workroom, fell into his desk chair and flipped his manual open.
He unzipped his otherspace pocket and withdrew an incredibly long and incredibly complex matrix from within it.
It had been so long since he'd worked on it, he'd forgotten exactly what it was used for.
Reading along the shimmering lines, he poked at a few clauses and variables here and there, altering them for the current year and location he was in, and then split the matrix in half.
For the next three hours, he wove more and more into the matrix, until he had three feet of shining gossamer material floating gently in front of him.
Within the fine strands of energy and spell words, he had enclosed a jump-type procedure; which would allow him to jump instantaneously from one universe, through every possible point in space at one time, and back into his own universe, carrying whoever he was with at the time with him. The variables had been incredibly difficult to work out, but once he had worked it over with Tom and Carl, he had a very powerful device on his hands, as it left a virtually impossible trail to trace.
Smiling with tired satisfaction, he jammed it back into his otherspace pocket and zipped it shut.
Grabbing his manual, he went to go see about diluting the Tabasco sauce.
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A/N: My god it's been a while since I've written anything on this site. Been really busy.
Anyways. As of current, all other stories other than this are on hiatus, due to the massive amount of work my wonderful school has given me to cope with over the summer, and also due to other commitments I have in my life.
If anybody is interested in a great Kingdom Hearts fanfiction, check out Snapshots, by xsynthetic-smile. It's just something to keep you occupied while I struggle to make ends meet with the writing world.
How to get to Snapshots: go to the home page, and after the last slash in the address bar, paste s/2961420/1/
Forgive meif I don't update soon. They will occur sporadically, whenever I have time to write.
Thank you to everyone who has read this, and I hope to update again shortly.
Thank you also for your patience.
-viper676
