Ineffable in Italy Chapter 1
Somewhere in California sits a colorful, and magical RV. It's home to many wacky individuals. It is the home of Uncle Grandpa, everyone in the world's Uncle and Grandpa. Living alongside him are his close friends; Mr. Gus, his dinosaur bodyguard; Giant Realistic Flying Tiger, the gal pal in the group; Belly Bag, Uncle Grandpa's right hand man; and, of course, Pizza Steve, the super awesome, sentient slice of pizza. Living with this small gang is another little slice. Her name is Stacy. She's been friends with the group for five years, and is in a relationship with Pizza Steve. Stacy spent the first eight years of her life in Pisa, Italy. In a little area populated by pizza people, before moving to the US. She's always wanted to go to Italy with her friends and show them her old home. And today, was finally that day. They've decided to go because Uncle Grandpa planned on going back since he visited little Isabella, and because Stacy was still holding a grudge about him not taking her with him. Their plans are to visit, help some kids, and just have a little vacation.
Their trip takes place in September, right after summer vacation. Getting to Italy wouldn't take long, since they were going to fly to RV there. No packing was necessary, of course, they were still going to be staying at their home. Once they finally arrived, Stacy could not contain her joy. She couldn't believe she'd finally be able to show her closest friends where her favorite childhood memories took place.
First order of business was to find a place to park the RV. They searched for a couple hours before finding an abandoned field of grass. Their second order of business, helping some kids. The gang helped at least a dozen kids. As they were doing so, Stacy would get easily distracted. Everywhere she looked there was a familiar place. As the sun set, the gang headed back to the RV for the night to get some much needed rest.
They had much planned for that next day, and Stacy couldn't wait to get started. First thing they did was visit some of Stacy's old friends. Most of them have moved out of Italy, but Stacy managed to find some friends that weren't her closest friends but were still friends. While finding Stacy's old friends, they ran into Stacy's old best friend. She was a slice of pizza named Valentina. Back in the day they were the closest of friends, and were always together. When Stacy went up to say hi, Valentina was disinterested. She was also very bitter towards Stacy.
"Hey! Valentina, It's me, Stacy! Anastasia!"
She shouted, running up to her friend. Valentina Ingnored her. Until, Stacy tapped her shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" Valentina exclaimed in anger.
"It's me, don't you remember?"
"Yeah. Please just leave me alone."
"What do you mean? We were best friends before I moved."
"Yeah well, best friends tell each other when they're moving out of the country. So yeah, were.
Valentina walked away, leaving Stacy speechless. The gang was watching the whole thing, Pizza Steve went over to Stacy when he saw Valentina walk away. They continued to explore Italy and stopped by a little bakery. The shop also doubled as an apartment, above the shop was a living space. It was owned by a older gentleman, probably about the same age as her dad. He watched them as they came in and kept a close eye on Stacy. She looked very familiar to him.
"So, anything look good, Cici?" Pizza Steve asked, as he looked at the treats in the bakery.
"Anastasia Amato!?" The old business man exclaimed, as best as he could in english.
"Yess...?" She said, turning slowly.
"Sono il signor Aresco! Ero il migliore amico di tuo padre quando eri giovane." {I'm Mr. Aresco! I was your father's best friend when you were young!}
"O si! Ciao! Come sei stato?{Oh, yeah! Hello! How have you been?}
"Sto bene! Cosa ti riporta in Italia? I tuoi genitori sono qui?" {I'm fine! What brings you back to Italy? Are your parents here?}
"Sto mostrando i miei amici in giro per qualche giorno! No, ho portato solo gli amici con cui vivo." {I'm showing my friends around for a few days! No, I brought only the friends with whom I live.}
"È bello vederti di nuovo! Assicurati di fermarti di nuovo prima di partire!" {It's nice to see you again! Be sure to stop again before leaving!}
"Tutto apposto!" {Alright!}
The gang bought some pastries and headed back to the RV. The next day, they went out to do more walking around. When they stopped for lunch, they ran into Valentina again. Stacy wasn't paying attention to where she was walking and bumped right into her.
"Oh my gosh! Valentina! I'm so sorry!"
Stacy apologized, but Valentina was too distracted by the bracelet Stacy was wearing.
"You kepted it." Valentina said quietly as Stacy was repeatedly apologizing.
"Oh." She looked down at her bracelet. "This?"
"Yes. I gave that to you, remember?"
"Of course."
"So you do still care?"
"Duh. Why wouldn't I?"
"You left Italy without telling me. I found out from the other girls. I thought you didn't care about didn't even say anything at your last birthday party before you left."
"The day we were leaving I realized that I hadn't said anything to you, even though I thought before that I did. I tried to find you but it was too late. I really should've said something earlier... Sorry."
"Now that I think about it, I went on vacation to France the day you left. I was looking for you when you came back, the girls told me you moved away."
"That still doesnt excuse me from not telling you."
"But you tried. I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too."
They hugged, and Valentina joined them for lunch. When they finished, they went outside. There was tons of smoke everywhere. The gang tried to see where it was coming from but the smoke was too thick. Once they got out of the smoke, they saw it was towards where Mr. Aresco's shop sits. As they walked closer, they could see firefighters and bystanders. They went to see what was going on.
