I OWN NONE OF THE CHARACTERS OR PLACES EXCEPT THE ONES I HAVE CREATED. THE
FIRST CHAPTER ONLY MAKES A BRIEF NOTICE TO THE WIZARDING WORLD WHICH WILL
BECOME MUCH MORE OF THE FOCUS FROM THE CHAPTERS AFTER THIS ONE. LEGAL MUMBO
JUMBO BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Thank you!
-Grub Fisher
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Perrywinkle Fields
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1
Prelude to the Storm
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11 year-old Allen Morgan opened his eyes slowly to his softly colored beige ceiling. Everything was a bit blury, but his eyes got a bit back into focus. He looked at his bed and saw that during the night he had been rolling around. His sheets were absolutely everywhere.
"A sleepless night as usual." Said a groggy Allen as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. He didn't hear any commotion downstairs or on the floor he slept in. "I must be the first awake."
He got out of bed and grabbed his Space Commando sheets off the floor. He tossed them onto his bed. He looked around at his room. Not too big. About normal sized for his parents' budget. A closet on the left about 6 feet, a table on the right at also about 6 feet with a mirror on the wall behind the desk. There was a small table next to his main table that had a TV on it. A turned off fan was hanging on the ceiling an open window above his messy bed was letting in cool air and the dawning sun. He walked sleepily, but ever awakening, out of his bedroom into the bathroom to the left of his room.. An electronic clock on the wall whispered "Five thirty AM."
Allen smiled and said, "Smart clock. They made it so it whispers when it's very early."
Allen rubbed his eyes again and then opened the medicine cabinet. Inside were many of the usual things you would see in a medicine cabinet. Alcohol disinfectant, mouth wash, toothpaste, cotton swabs, the whole kit and caboodle. He pulled out the toothpaste and mouthwash from the cabinet and set it on the sides of the sink. There was a mirror right below the medicine cabinet. He pushed on the right side of it and it spun around 160 degrees to reveal toothbrush holders. He pulled out his gray toothbrush, wetted it, put toothpaste on it and wetted it again. He started to brush his teeth. It was something he enjoyed. Progress. He could see the toothpaste bubbles appear on his teeth. A bit of it got on his tongue. It was salty and quite disgusting. "Yech!"
He hated it when that happened. Other than that, brushing his teeth wasn't such a huge deal. After brushing his teeth, he brushed his tongue and then spit out the toothpaste. There was a paper cup holder to the right of the medicine cabinet. He pulled one out, put cold sink water in it, put the water in his mouth and gurgled. He spit that out too. Now for the last, adventerous step. He could feel it already. He pulled a cup-shaped cap off of the mouthwash. Cinnamon. "That's not bad." He thought to himself.
He put some in the cup cap and put it in his mouth and gurgled. He could imagine tiny Indiana Jones' running around collecting "artifacts" from his mouth and narrowly escaping from huge rolling rocks. They all escaped from seperate caves as the same time and landed on the sink and into the drain. Allen turned on the cold water to wash the sink. He turned it off and breathed deeply. "Mmm, yes, refreshed am I!" he said to himself. He laughed. He walked out and turned off the bathroom light. He looked up at the ceiling trying to remember what day it was.
He began to think to himself in a whisper. "Let's see... Is it Monday? No... Tuesday? Don't think so.. I can't remember even Thursday. I know I went to go see that movie with my parents and my little sister yesterday and that was.. I don't remember what yesterday was! Oh well.."
He walked down the stairs quietly as not to wake his family. He grabbed onto the rails on both sides of the stairs and hung on them as he very carefully and very slowly moved himself over the creaky step. He let go slowly onto the next step and his arms screamed bloody relief and it felt as if a nice breeze was created inside his arm cooling off his muscles and tendons. He continued carefully his stealth walking down the stairs, and then touched the yellow carpet floor. It was a hallway with arches to the left and right and the front door straight ahead. Inside was a dining room, and in the back was another arched doorway, except there was no door and there never was a door. He walked through it and found himself in an open room with a couch, a bigger television than what was in his room, a VCR, a stereo, and an Okama Gamesphere, the newest and latest gaming system.
Allen looked suprised at the Gamesphere. "What's this doing here? This just came out.."
Little did he know that hiding under a table nearby were his parents and his little sister. They hopped out and screamed "Suprise!"
Allen hopped up into the air and came back down looking in the direction of the happy screaming. He breathed with relief as he saw his smiling family. "Happy birthday, Allen!" said his little sister Wanda. His parents Linda and Franklin ruffled him up on his head. Allen and his family laughed together.
Linda is about normal height. A brown haired, green eyed wonder chef who is good with kids, espescially her own. Franklin is an intelligent looking man. He wears glasses, has blonde hair, and a little facial stubble. Wanda is a little kid of course, and she always has the cutest smile on her face. Anything she does can make you blush and go "awwwwww". Quite the little sweety. Linda stays home with the kids while Franklin works for the local newspaper.
"This is just one of the presents, Allen!" proclaimed Franklin cheerfully. Allen hopped for joy as Wanda revealed a gift certificate to Boppers for 100 pounds, The Greatest restaurant in town(at least in Allen's opinion). Allen smiled at the certificate. "Thank you thank you thank you!" he said to his family, hugging them all. "But how did you.." He was beginning to ask, but Linda interupted. "Don't worry about that! Ha! It's your birthday!"
Allen thanked them again and ran upstairs. "I'm just going to get my clothing on!"
Franklin, Linda and Wanda smiled. Wanda waddled off to the couch and pulled out her little shoe. She struggled at trying to tie them, but got it going on the second shoe. He giggled. Five minutes later, Allen came rushing downstairs. "Let's go!" Said Allen, happy as can be.
He and his family got in their car and drove off down the happy street. Allen lived in London and has never really wanted to live anywhere else. He once said he was going to grow up there, live there, and die there. He was very bent on doing this. He in fact was so bent on doing this that he has never been anywhere else in his entire life. His parents think living in London for the span of a lifetime is a pretty good idea, but Wanda said she didn't want to stay in London forever. She said she wanted to see the world when she grew up. Linda and Franklin said it was just something that would pass. A year or two passed and she never got out of that mind set. Of course, she's just a little kid, who knows what'll happen. She says she'll never stop thinking that.
Driving down the road to Boppers was a happy, blissful ride. The weather was really nice outside and leaves blew through the wind like green snow. About three quarters however, Allen saw something quite strange indeed. A man in a robe with a large hat on walking down the street. Allen had never seen someone dressed up like that before except at plays. "Perhaps he was off to a play!" thought Allen excitedly. It interested him and he thought about it the rest of the way to Boppers. He liked plays quite alot.
The only thing he enjoyed more than a fantastical play and time with his parents was a trip down to Granny Grenny's house. Allen knew in his heart that Granny Grenny was his most favorite person -- right next to Linda, Franklin and Wanda of course -- in the whole world! But she lived in Ireland. Dublin to be exact. She wasn't exactly filled up with money, so Allen always went to go see her, never the other way around. When he did, they would have their own special time together. Grenny said to Allen that when he grew older that he would stop wanting to see her. That has yet to happen however and Allen thanks himself for it. He and Grenny always draw together and laugh and tell jokes and stories, go to the movies, and make really tasty sandwiches among other things. It was quite possibly Allen's most wonderful time he could ever have. Whenever he left, he felt really sad about leaving good old Granny Grenny. She was in her mid-70's last time Allen saw her. Every time he left, he knew the chance of her dying would increase. He felt as if the goodbye he said when he left might be his last goodbye ever. But as before, that has yet to happen, and as before, Allen is thankful.
Allen remebered the man in the robe smiling. He always wanted to be someone important in London. "Perhaps an acto-- But no, actors travel." He always says to himself whenever he thinks about being an actor. He never wanted to leave because he was actually afraid he might find a place better and have to leave his parents and sister behind and never see them again -- That is, unless it was to Granny Grenny's house. Then by all means, he would go without complaining at all. Sometimes when he thinks about being an actor that if he gets rich he would give lots of it away to his parents and his sister, maybe even Granny Grenny if she would still be alive. If she was in bad shape, Allen thought it would be great to be rich because he could get the latest medicine and help Granny Grenny with her health. That was the one thing that kept reminding him to be an actor -- He could help people with all the money he had!
They eventually stopped at Boppers and the family hopped out of the car. Wanda skipped into Boppers with Allen chasing close behind. Wanda skipped incredibly fast. Amazingly fast. Allen sometimes comments that "She frollicks at the speed of energy!"
Of course, he's usually right. Wanda is very cute, but also very energetic. It is as if she has had too much soda, but never drank any. Linda said that "She has a sugar generator in her heart and the sugar is shot into the blood that pumps through!"
It was a nice light level in the restaurant. A little bit darkened lights with candles on some of the tables. Allen was walked over with his family to a really nice table and sat down on the benches surrounding the table. Allen smiled. Suddenly, clapping could be heard. Horrifying, terrible clapping, like that of a screaching demon grinding its horns against a rusty chalkboard! However, that didn't stop everyone except for Wanda from smiling. A little song could be heard, and it got closer, as if the gates of Hell were opening and closing and horrible Imps were groaning a funeral song! It turned out though to just be the employees singing the MARCHING SONG. Wanda covered her ears and groaned. "Oh great, here comes the goon squad..."
They walked closer and closer like soldiers getting ready to snuff some war criminal with their a hypnotic march... And then the horrible, hellish, Bosque-esh marching stopped and the deadly employes were ready to burst out into an even more annoying and trite song. "Here it comes!" whispered Wanda to herself.
The Employees of Doom breathed in some air and let out their song, a song which no creature on Earth could bare or describe, a terrible gaunting relish of delinquinents grunting together in an unrecognizable moaning, nightmarish language of true Lovecraftian horror!
"HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WE'RE HERE TO SAY TO YOU, HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAY ALL YOU DREAMS COME TRUE! HEY!"
An employee stuffed an overly colorful birthday hat onto Allen's head and walked off with the other servants of Cthulu, proclaiming that he'd be right back. Wanda imagined him returning with a large sickle and a barrel of lava. She gulped at the idea. Everyone else was smiling and grinning as if they enjoyed the sickly barrage of weirdos and nerd heads busting out their internal organs for a 5 pound raise.
Wanda took her hands off her ears and quickly thought up a parody. "Happy happy birthday, we're here to say to you, happy happy birthday, we're hear to you embarress you! Oy vey!"
A family at the next table chuckled a bit.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
Please read and review! Thanks!
Thank you!
-Grub Fisher
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Perrywinkle Fields
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1
Prelude to the Storm
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11 year-old Allen Morgan opened his eyes slowly to his softly colored beige ceiling. Everything was a bit blury, but his eyes got a bit back into focus. He looked at his bed and saw that during the night he had been rolling around. His sheets were absolutely everywhere.
"A sleepless night as usual." Said a groggy Allen as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. He didn't hear any commotion downstairs or on the floor he slept in. "I must be the first awake."
He got out of bed and grabbed his Space Commando sheets off the floor. He tossed them onto his bed. He looked around at his room. Not too big. About normal sized for his parents' budget. A closet on the left about 6 feet, a table on the right at also about 6 feet with a mirror on the wall behind the desk. There was a small table next to his main table that had a TV on it. A turned off fan was hanging on the ceiling an open window above his messy bed was letting in cool air and the dawning sun. He walked sleepily, but ever awakening, out of his bedroom into the bathroom to the left of his room.. An electronic clock on the wall whispered "Five thirty AM."
Allen smiled and said, "Smart clock. They made it so it whispers when it's very early."
Allen rubbed his eyes again and then opened the medicine cabinet. Inside were many of the usual things you would see in a medicine cabinet. Alcohol disinfectant, mouth wash, toothpaste, cotton swabs, the whole kit and caboodle. He pulled out the toothpaste and mouthwash from the cabinet and set it on the sides of the sink. There was a mirror right below the medicine cabinet. He pushed on the right side of it and it spun around 160 degrees to reveal toothbrush holders. He pulled out his gray toothbrush, wetted it, put toothpaste on it and wetted it again. He started to brush his teeth. It was something he enjoyed. Progress. He could see the toothpaste bubbles appear on his teeth. A bit of it got on his tongue. It was salty and quite disgusting. "Yech!"
He hated it when that happened. Other than that, brushing his teeth wasn't such a huge deal. After brushing his teeth, he brushed his tongue and then spit out the toothpaste. There was a paper cup holder to the right of the medicine cabinet. He pulled one out, put cold sink water in it, put the water in his mouth and gurgled. He spit that out too. Now for the last, adventerous step. He could feel it already. He pulled a cup-shaped cap off of the mouthwash. Cinnamon. "That's not bad." He thought to himself.
He put some in the cup cap and put it in his mouth and gurgled. He could imagine tiny Indiana Jones' running around collecting "artifacts" from his mouth and narrowly escaping from huge rolling rocks. They all escaped from seperate caves as the same time and landed on the sink and into the drain. Allen turned on the cold water to wash the sink. He turned it off and breathed deeply. "Mmm, yes, refreshed am I!" he said to himself. He laughed. He walked out and turned off the bathroom light. He looked up at the ceiling trying to remember what day it was.
He began to think to himself in a whisper. "Let's see... Is it Monday? No... Tuesday? Don't think so.. I can't remember even Thursday. I know I went to go see that movie with my parents and my little sister yesterday and that was.. I don't remember what yesterday was! Oh well.."
He walked down the stairs quietly as not to wake his family. He grabbed onto the rails on both sides of the stairs and hung on them as he very carefully and very slowly moved himself over the creaky step. He let go slowly onto the next step and his arms screamed bloody relief and it felt as if a nice breeze was created inside his arm cooling off his muscles and tendons. He continued carefully his stealth walking down the stairs, and then touched the yellow carpet floor. It was a hallway with arches to the left and right and the front door straight ahead. Inside was a dining room, and in the back was another arched doorway, except there was no door and there never was a door. He walked through it and found himself in an open room with a couch, a bigger television than what was in his room, a VCR, a stereo, and an Okama Gamesphere, the newest and latest gaming system.
Allen looked suprised at the Gamesphere. "What's this doing here? This just came out.."
Little did he know that hiding under a table nearby were his parents and his little sister. They hopped out and screamed "Suprise!"
Allen hopped up into the air and came back down looking in the direction of the happy screaming. He breathed with relief as he saw his smiling family. "Happy birthday, Allen!" said his little sister Wanda. His parents Linda and Franklin ruffled him up on his head. Allen and his family laughed together.
Linda is about normal height. A brown haired, green eyed wonder chef who is good with kids, espescially her own. Franklin is an intelligent looking man. He wears glasses, has blonde hair, and a little facial stubble. Wanda is a little kid of course, and she always has the cutest smile on her face. Anything she does can make you blush and go "awwwwww". Quite the little sweety. Linda stays home with the kids while Franklin works for the local newspaper.
"This is just one of the presents, Allen!" proclaimed Franklin cheerfully. Allen hopped for joy as Wanda revealed a gift certificate to Boppers for 100 pounds, The Greatest restaurant in town(at least in Allen's opinion). Allen smiled at the certificate. "Thank you thank you thank you!" he said to his family, hugging them all. "But how did you.." He was beginning to ask, but Linda interupted. "Don't worry about that! Ha! It's your birthday!"
Allen thanked them again and ran upstairs. "I'm just going to get my clothing on!"
Franklin, Linda and Wanda smiled. Wanda waddled off to the couch and pulled out her little shoe. She struggled at trying to tie them, but got it going on the second shoe. He giggled. Five minutes later, Allen came rushing downstairs. "Let's go!" Said Allen, happy as can be.
He and his family got in their car and drove off down the happy street. Allen lived in London and has never really wanted to live anywhere else. He once said he was going to grow up there, live there, and die there. He was very bent on doing this. He in fact was so bent on doing this that he has never been anywhere else in his entire life. His parents think living in London for the span of a lifetime is a pretty good idea, but Wanda said she didn't want to stay in London forever. She said she wanted to see the world when she grew up. Linda and Franklin said it was just something that would pass. A year or two passed and she never got out of that mind set. Of course, she's just a little kid, who knows what'll happen. She says she'll never stop thinking that.
Driving down the road to Boppers was a happy, blissful ride. The weather was really nice outside and leaves blew through the wind like green snow. About three quarters however, Allen saw something quite strange indeed. A man in a robe with a large hat on walking down the street. Allen had never seen someone dressed up like that before except at plays. "Perhaps he was off to a play!" thought Allen excitedly. It interested him and he thought about it the rest of the way to Boppers. He liked plays quite alot.
The only thing he enjoyed more than a fantastical play and time with his parents was a trip down to Granny Grenny's house. Allen knew in his heart that Granny Grenny was his most favorite person -- right next to Linda, Franklin and Wanda of course -- in the whole world! But she lived in Ireland. Dublin to be exact. She wasn't exactly filled up with money, so Allen always went to go see her, never the other way around. When he did, they would have their own special time together. Grenny said to Allen that when he grew older that he would stop wanting to see her. That has yet to happen however and Allen thanks himself for it. He and Grenny always draw together and laugh and tell jokes and stories, go to the movies, and make really tasty sandwiches among other things. It was quite possibly Allen's most wonderful time he could ever have. Whenever he left, he felt really sad about leaving good old Granny Grenny. She was in her mid-70's last time Allen saw her. Every time he left, he knew the chance of her dying would increase. He felt as if the goodbye he said when he left might be his last goodbye ever. But as before, that has yet to happen, and as before, Allen is thankful.
Allen remebered the man in the robe smiling. He always wanted to be someone important in London. "Perhaps an acto-- But no, actors travel." He always says to himself whenever he thinks about being an actor. He never wanted to leave because he was actually afraid he might find a place better and have to leave his parents and sister behind and never see them again -- That is, unless it was to Granny Grenny's house. Then by all means, he would go without complaining at all. Sometimes when he thinks about being an actor that if he gets rich he would give lots of it away to his parents and his sister, maybe even Granny Grenny if she would still be alive. If she was in bad shape, Allen thought it would be great to be rich because he could get the latest medicine and help Granny Grenny with her health. That was the one thing that kept reminding him to be an actor -- He could help people with all the money he had!
They eventually stopped at Boppers and the family hopped out of the car. Wanda skipped into Boppers with Allen chasing close behind. Wanda skipped incredibly fast. Amazingly fast. Allen sometimes comments that "She frollicks at the speed of energy!"
Of course, he's usually right. Wanda is very cute, but also very energetic. It is as if she has had too much soda, but never drank any. Linda said that "She has a sugar generator in her heart and the sugar is shot into the blood that pumps through!"
It was a nice light level in the restaurant. A little bit darkened lights with candles on some of the tables. Allen was walked over with his family to a really nice table and sat down on the benches surrounding the table. Allen smiled. Suddenly, clapping could be heard. Horrifying, terrible clapping, like that of a screaching demon grinding its horns against a rusty chalkboard! However, that didn't stop everyone except for Wanda from smiling. A little song could be heard, and it got closer, as if the gates of Hell were opening and closing and horrible Imps were groaning a funeral song! It turned out though to just be the employees singing the MARCHING SONG. Wanda covered her ears and groaned. "Oh great, here comes the goon squad..."
They walked closer and closer like soldiers getting ready to snuff some war criminal with their a hypnotic march... And then the horrible, hellish, Bosque-esh marching stopped and the deadly employes were ready to burst out into an even more annoying and trite song. "Here it comes!" whispered Wanda to herself.
The Employees of Doom breathed in some air and let out their song, a song which no creature on Earth could bare or describe, a terrible gaunting relish of delinquinents grunting together in an unrecognizable moaning, nightmarish language of true Lovecraftian horror!
"HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WE'RE HERE TO SAY TO YOU, HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAY ALL YOU DREAMS COME TRUE! HEY!"
An employee stuffed an overly colorful birthday hat onto Allen's head and walked off with the other servants of Cthulu, proclaiming that he'd be right back. Wanda imagined him returning with a large sickle and a barrel of lava. She gulped at the idea. Everyone else was smiling and grinning as if they enjoyed the sickly barrage of weirdos and nerd heads busting out their internal organs for a 5 pound raise.
Wanda took her hands off her ears and quickly thought up a parody. "Happy happy birthday, we're here to say to you, happy happy birthday, we're hear to you embarress you! Oy vey!"
A family at the next table chuckled a bit.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
Please read and review! Thanks!