MonkeygirlNaNoDa- Hiya again!! XD
Tart- I HATE YOU!! DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE DID TO ME IN THERE?!
Pudding- I think they have a pretty good idea of what happened na no da…
Tart- Really? She-
MonkeygirlNaNoDa- We don't wanna know about yours and Pudding's sex life…
Pudding- [blushes Alright, let's just get on with the chappie…
MonkeygirlNaNoDa- Alright! Here we go, chapter 2!!
Pudding stretched and yawned. Opening her eyes, she saw Tart hovering about six feet in the air. She groggily grabbed one of the navy blue ribbons hanging from his shorts and pulled him down to the floor. Tart yelped and fell on the bed, on top of Pudding. Once again, they were close, but now they could almost feel each others' lips by theirs. They both blushed, full well knowing what this position looked like, but instead of moving, they just kept staring into each other's eyes. They inched closer to each other until they were almost kissing. Then two of Pudding's brothers ran in and stared at what they (wrongly) thought their big sister was doing with Taruto 'onii-san'. Then they ran to the bed and pushed Tart off while Pudding tried to calm them. Then Pudding fell off the bed and onto Tart, her head on his chest. Tart, as though wanting to protect Pudding, put his arms around her and sat up in front of her unconscious body until her siblings left the room. He sighed and lifted Pudding, still out cold, and placed her on the bed. He pulled the covers up to her shoulders, gently stroked her forehead, and then kissed her gently before leaving to see what her siblings had wanted.
Tart collapsed onto the sofa as Pudding's brothers ate. He had a massive headache from listening to their fighting and shouting for half an hour. Tart rubbed his head and lay down, half asleep already. Then he heard a bang and steps and, a couple minutes later, saw Pudding at the bottom of the stairs, swaying slightly. Then she fell backwards and Tart ran and caught her "Taru-taru…" Pudding said, blacking out again. "Love… Taru-taru…" she whispered, half conscious. Then she became heavier. And heavier. Until he could barely hold her head. He passed out himself, falling on Pudding, his head on her stomach. "ONII-SAN! ONEE-CHAN!" Three of the four boys ran to the couple, blacked out on the stairway. And Honcha ran for the phone. "9-1-1." He mumbled, typing the numbers into the phone. "Konnichiwa, my onee-sama and her friend have passed out…" he reeled off his house number and street name. "Arigatou. OK." He turned to his brothers. "They'll be here soon." He and Hanacha, one of his brothers, ran outside to greet the ambulance while Lucha and his brother stayed with Tart and Pudding.
The paramedics found it difficult to separate Pudding and Tart, even though they were unconscious. So, they just strapped the both of them, still clinging to each other like a pair of monkeys, onto the stretcher. Pudding was lucky that she was unconscious because she was absolutely terrified of hospitals. But, halfway there, they lost a wheel and Pudding was jerked awake, feeling terrified of where she was. After all, the hospital was where her mother and sister died…
Eventually, Pudding's crying woke Tart up. He saw that they hadn't bothered to see if she was OK. A wave of fury hit him as he pulled Pudding onto his lap and held her tightly. The poor girl was so scared that she was clawing at his top like a dog, tears running like a waterfall. He growled a bit and clenched his teeth like he was about to fight. He would've hit something if he wasn't holding Pudding. Preferably the paramedics. And then Pudding fainted again. Tart picked himself up, still holding Pudding, almost dropping her, then lay her on the stretcher, making sure she was comfortable so that she wouldn't wake up anytime soon, and stormed out to find whoever abandoned him and Pudding, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the paramedics. 'Great, just great.' he thought. 'They've left me and Pudding halfway out to nowhere to die. No food or anything.' He sulked and crossed his arms, floating back to where Pudding lay sleeping. He looked at her face. 'She looks so sweet sleeping, so content,' he thought, stroking her forehead. He gently kissed her cheek and closed the ambulance doors so that nothing could wake his Pudding up. But he had just locked them in. And a car was speeding towards them at about 40MPH… And the impact took the pair by surprise… Luckily, Tart picked up Pudding and teleported out just as the car began to smash into the ambulance… he sat on the grassy verge with Pudding sleeping right next to him as the car and ambulance collided. Yes, he just watched, wide-eyed, as the lives of a mother, father and daughter were lost… he did nothing to help them. All three died that day. And Tart lost half his bratty personality. The crash had affected him so much, made him grow up, think things through before acting. But little did he know that, even though they hadn't seen it, it would affect the whole Fong family as well. A steady stream of tears dripped of his face as the sickening smell of blood collected in the air, the large pool of blood flowing from the blue Corsa. Because that was Pudding's only remaining family other than her brothers. Her father died awhile back, when she had just turned eleven. And now her cousin Piichii, aunt Kiui and uncle Suiiti were dead. Tart hadn't helped. 'But,' he thought guiltily, 'She doesn't have to know.'
Pudding woke on a field with Tart sitting next to her, staring at the blood in the road, his face blank. Pudding shook his shoulder. "Taru-taru! Taru-taru!!" then she saw the car mangled with the ambulance, and she saw just how close they were to being squashed as well. "You can't help but feel sorry for their family." Tart said, now staring at the grass between his feet. "They'll be sitting somewhere, wondering why it was them, why it was their family. Did you know," he said, now pulling strands of grass out and mangling them, "That it was a woman, a man and a little girl." He ripped a massive clump of grass out, along with the roots. "About fourteen." A fire truck rolled up and began to cut the three out of the car. And Pudding gasped as they lay a blonde fourteen year old, almost identical to her, on the grassy verge by Pudding and Tart. She grabbed his arm uncertainly, face wobbling. Tart knew by the way she was holding his arm that she was about to cry. A few tears dripped down her cheeks before screaming "PIICHII!!!" and falling to the floor sobbing. "First mom… Then dad… then Heicha onee-chan… Now Piichii-chan…" Tart held her curled, hurting body to him. Pudding wasn't crying anymore. She was in hysterics. It was her family in that crash. And she cried even louder as Suiiti and Kiui were lifted out and placed by Piichii. So loud that Tart's ears hurt. He winced as he put his palm over her mouth and wiped her tears. Her tears dwindled to muffled gasping. But even Tart couldn't help soothe the burning hurt she felt at that minute.
MonkeygirlNaNoDa- MWAHAHAHAHA!!! CLIFFY! Anyways, please comment
Tart- Oh well, I suppose having it with Pudding wasn't THAT bad…
Pudding- YAAY[glomps Tart
MonkeygirlNaNoDa- 0.0 Anyways, ja ne!!
