I read a story by RenaYumi about Sissi in kindergarten, and she was so nice there. I asked the author if she was planning on making it about how she got to be the Sissi we all know, and she said it was just gonna be a cute little oneshot. But that gave me an idea… I also added Nicholas's story just for fun.
Behind the Heart of Stone
By ShinkisRule
Chapter 1
Elisabeth "Sissi" Delmas.
That name would have made anyone from Kadic Academy want to vomit themselves silly. Besides Herb and Nicholas, no one at that school liked Sissi. She was just another one of the self-proclaimed "popular" girls, one of the spoiled brats who thought the world was hers to rule. All Sissi cared about was herself, and everyone knew that. But there was one thing everyone didn't know.
Sissi wasn't always like this.
**
Sissi walked into the cafeteria after P.E. class. Normally she'd be exhausted at this point, but that class wasn't too terrible, so she felt fine. She looked over to the table across from her, and there was her best friend, Herb Pichon. The two of them were in sixth grade, though they weren't in the same class like they were last year. It was pretty disappointing that they couldn't see each other much anymore, but they tried to make do with the time they had.
"Hi, Sissi!" Herb said with a smile.
"Hi, Herb," Sissi said, smiling back at him, "How's your day been?"
"Pretty good so far," said Herb, "I have P.E. next, though." Herb frowned.
"Aw, cheer up," Sissi said, sitting down next to Herb, "I just had it and this class wasn't so bad. You're basically just playing catch for the whole period. You'll be in groups of two this time, and I'm sure Nicholas will try and make it easy for you."
"Nothing in that class is ever easy," Herb said in a defeated tone, "It's the one thing I don't have an A in."
"I wish I could say that," Sissi said, "That's the one thing I do have an A in. You're really smart, Herb. You shouldn't let something as little as sports get you down."
Herb shrugged. "I guess you're right," he said.
"Where is Nicholas, anyway?" Sissi asked.
"Nicholas?" repeated Irwin, the slightly odd 7th grader who would somehow always be around whenever there was a question that needed answering, "He's in the infirmary."
"What?" Sissi asked, "What's he doing there?"
"He has a bottom locker," said Irwin, "A book fell on his head."
"He went to the infirmary because of a book falling on his head?" Herb asked.
"It was a math book," said Irwin matter-of-factly.
"Oh, dear," Sissi and Herb both said at once. The math book was eight hundred and forty-two pages long. It had probably dislodged his brain upon impact. They both got up and ran to the infirmary.
**
"Nicholas…?" Sissi asked as she walked into the infirmary, unsure of whether or not he was even conscious.
"Sissi!!" Nicholas screamed from the bed, with an unusually large grin implanted upon his face, "There you are!! I'm so glad you came here!! And you even brought another you with you!! That's great!!! Now Watson and I can both marry you one day!! I LOVE YOU SISSI NUMBER TWO!!!!"
"That book must have hit him pretty hard," said Herb.
"Who's Watson?" asked Sissi.
"I believe that would be young Herbert," Irwin answered from inches behind Sissi's face.
"GAH!! IRWIN!!" Sissi screamed.
"It's the neighborhood hobo!!" said Nicholas, "Yay hobos!!!"
"WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!?!"
"Well, you see," Irwin began, "When a man and a woman love each other very much…"
"You highly disturb me!!" Sissi interrupted, "Please leave!"
"Bye, hobo!!"
"Very well, then," said Irwin, and did as Sissi commanded, murmuring "This is madness" on the way out.
"Madness?!" Nicholas repeated, "THIS IS SPARTAAAA!!!"
"Nicholas, calm down!" Sissi urged.
"Watson!!" Nicholas yelled, "My loyal butler!! Bring me a gummy bear!! A thirty-pound one with extra bigness!!"
"He thinks I'm his butler…" Herb said.
"He wants a giant gummy bear…?" Sissi asked.
"Well, Watson?! Gummy bear!! HOP TO IT, WATSON!!!"
"My name is Herb."
"Where's my trailer?! I need water!! Fill my trailer with water!!"
"What are you talking about?" asked Sissi.
"ELEMENTARY, MY DEAR WATSON!!!"
"I thought he was Watson," Sissi said.
"Righty-o!!" Nicholas screeched, "Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya!!! Come, Sissis, Watson!!"
"My name's not Watson!" Herb complained.
"There's only one of me!" Sissi added.
"Kumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya…"
"Um… Nicholas?" Sissi asked, "Maybe you should just lie down and-"
"KUMBAYA, MY LORD, KUMBAYAAAA!!!!"
"Nicholas!" Herb yelled over the loud, obnoxious singing.
"Sing with me, Watson!!" Nicholas bellowed, "And, you, Sissi one, Sissi two! SING WITH ME!!! Kumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya…"
Sissi and Herb reluctantly took their brain-damaged friend's hands and awkwardly joined him in song.
"Oh, Lord, Kumbaya…"
He never fully recovered.
**
Dear Diary,
Nicholas is okay now. A few minutes after his song yesterday, he passed out, but he woke up a while ago sane again. Even though now he's… Well… He's not quite as bright as he used to be, at least he doesn't think there's two of me, that Irwin's the neighborhood hobo, or that Herb is his butler named Watson…
KNOCK KNOCK!
Sissi closed her diary and hid it in her pillow. She went up to the door and opened it, where her father, Jean-Pierre, was standing.
"Hi, Daddy," Sissi said.
"Elisabeth, dear," said her father, "Do you have a moment for us to talk?"
"Mmm-hmm," said Sissi, "About what?"
Sissi and Jean-Pierre sat down on the bed.
"Have I told you already about my contract with Kadic Academy?" Jean-Pierre asked.
"Yeah," said Sissi, "The principal there's in the army, right?"
"Right," Jean-Pierre answered, "And I've just received word that he's been called to duty. Until he returns, I'll be taking over for him."
"Okay," said Sissi, smiling brightly, "That's great, Daddy. I'm sure you'll like it there."
"I think I will."
"So… Was that it?"
"No, dear, it's not. I came in here to tell you this because I want you to attend Kadic while I'm principal there."
"You want me to… What?" Sissi couldn't believe her ears. "You want me to leave school? But… But why?"
"If I'm working at a junior high school, I want it to be the one you're attending. That way I can take better care of you, and make sure you stay out of trouble."
"But I've never gotten into trouble at school before!" Sissi protested, "Why would it be any different now?"
"Because now I have the opportunity to watch over you."
"And you're going to take me away from all my friends to do that?!"
"Don't you see? I'm doing this for you. I'm trying to help you."
"Well you're not helping!" Sissi objected, "Everyone always picks on the new kid! And when they find out I'm the principal's daughter, they're gonna destroy me!"
"That's just it. I'll make sure that doesn't happen. I don't know if you're having trouble at school or not. This way, I can prevent it altogether."
"But Daddy, I don't want to go!"
"Elisabeth, my decision is final. You're going to Kadic. You may have the rest of the week to say goodbye to your old friends, but on Monday, you'll be at Kadic."
"Daddy!" Sissi yelled, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Do not argue with me, young lady! You're lucky I'm giving you this much time! One more complaint and you're leaving tomorrow! Is that clear?"
Sissi began silently crying. How could he do that? It wasn't fair.
"Elisabeth! Is that clear?"
"Yes, Daddy…"
Jean-Pierre walked out of Sissi's room, leaving his daughter sobbing quietly into her pillow. Sissi's life had taken a turn for the worst, and she had the feeling that it wasn't about to get any better.
I believe Sissi's about twelve in this story. Maybe eleven. I'm not entirely sure. But twelve seems to work better. So what's gonna happen to Sissi at Kadic that makes her evil? I'm working on the next chapter where it all begins…