Name: New Days
Time: About thirty minutes, cuz i was watching TV too.
Inspiration: Um?
Words: Eight hundred and thirty! (830) WOW!
Parings: Wally/Kuki, Rachel/Nigel, Fanny/Patton, Hoagie/Abby.
Rachel's POV
I walked through the house sleepily, rubbing my eyes and yawning. I got a dark cup of coffee and, when I was finished, noticed Alli playing her PSP at the table.
"Hey Alli." I said to my twelve year old, ruffling her blonde hair that was streaked with brown. She was wearing a red shirt with a turquoise jacket. She wore short orange pants with gray tiger stripes running across it.
"Hey mama." She grinned up at me before going back to her video game. Nik came into the room sleepily.
"Hi mommy." He yawned. He was scratched his brown hair with a red baseball cap on it. He was wearing a dark turquoise shirt and black pants. He laid his seven-year-old head on the table.
"Where is your father?" I asked him.
"Dunno." He yawned again.
"We're gonna be late! I told everyone that we would make it!" I grumbled.
"Sorry!" Nigel burst into the room, his sunglasses askew on his nose.
"C'mon! Let's go!" I said. The kids piled into the car and Nigel grabbed the luggage. I smiled. We were on our way!
Kuki's POV
"Wake up!" I said to Lily and Zane.
"We are away ma!" They called.
"Well then help your father load the luggage!" I commanded.
"Kay!" Lily zipped out, her emerald eyes sparkling with excitement. She wore a tangerine shirt and baggy dark green leggings. Her long blonde hair waved to me as she dashed down the hallways. She was the peppiest eleven year old ever.
"Ugh." Zane trudged out, his violet eyes focused on his green converse sneakers. His forest green hoodie looked especially dull today, and his black hair covered his eyes. His blue jeans bunched around his sneakers and he almost tripped as he walked down the hall. He, on the other hand, was the laziest eleven year old ever.
"Gah!" I heard Wally yell. I dashed down the hall.
"What's wrong Wally?" I asked.
"I missed you…" he said shyly, kissing my cheek.
"Aw~!" Lily squealed.
"Gag me." Zane pretended to throw up.
"Haha." Wally ruffled his shaggy black locks.
"Oh no! We're gonna be late!" I yelled. We all got in the car and zoomed off.
Fanny's POV
"PATTON!" I screamed.
"Gaah!" Sadie yelled, falling on the floor, clutching her ears under her wavy black hair.
"Mama! Be quiet!" Jack yelled, strolling out of his room, gelling his red hair. He wore a green shirt and blue jeans with orange and yellow patches.
"Don't talk to me like that!" I yelled at him.
"Whatever." Jack rolled his eyes and went back into his room.
"PATTON!" I yelled again, this time less loudly.
"Yes, my little flower?" Patton tried.
"Nope, that is NOT gonna work mister." I said, tapping my foot.
"Oooh! Daddy's gonna get it!" Sadie squealed. She wore a green jacket with a brown shirt underneath. She wore black jeans and orange gloves. The freckles on his nose seemed to dance with excitement. "Hey Jack, daddy's in trouble!" her eleven year old body danced with glee, and soon Jack's twelve year old one strolled in.
"Bye!" I said to the dancing duo. They soon left.
"Umm…" Patton said, speechless.
"Where. Are. The. Plane. TICKETS?" I yelled at him.
"Um." Patton said. "At the store…?"
"WHAT?" I screamed. Patton flinched.
"Uh…just kidding?" He held out four plane tickets.
"Good." I kissed him on the nose and took the tickets from his hand. "Let's go."
Abby's POV
I walked through the house, grabbing the last of my things. Hoagie walked into the room carrying Candy and Davie. I smiled at the two eight year olds. Twelve-year-old Yaz walked into the room, playing with her MP3. Candy wore a red shirt with light blue stripes down the sides and short black pants, her dark brown hair mixed with a rusty red. Davie wore a khaki shirt and light blue pants, his red hair streaked with black at the ends. Yaz wore a khaki dress with blue leggings with white stripes, her black hair turned red at the ends. She wore yellow tinted goggles with light blue straps. She took Davie from Hoagies arms and carried him into the van. Hoagie had slimmed out, but he was very strong.
"Hoagie? Wake Candy up." I said. She gently shook the girl awake.
"Hi dada…" Candy yawned, rubbing her eyes. She still acted like a five year old, even though her birthday- and Davie's- was in a week. I smiled and carried the girl out to the car. As we drove off to the airport, Candy and Davie drifted back to sleep.