Here's the second chapter! If you're wondering why I'm updating so much today it's because I'm bored. I need something to stimulate my mind. I've been locked in my room with a bottle of water and a package of Caramel Chocolate Koala Bars and the laptop for a while. Need a shower. :D I need to go to bed, school tomorrow. Big math test I need to pass!
This is the chapter with Brittany's flashback. Enjoy!
Brittany's frizzy hair was even more so from the disgusting dirty water that had been poured on her, her apron blew in the wind and her brown woolen dress bunched up at the waist. She had bare feet, no shoes at all protected her furry feet. Her tail flicked droplets of water off even though the clouds were darkening and there would soon be a rainstorm. She sighed and tucked Mr. Wilson's wallet into the pocket of her apron, to ensure it from getting wet.
"Why can't I just keep my mouth shut and my paws off of people?" Brittany grumbled to herself.
The shopkeepers were closing up their stores for the day, since it was 8:00 at night and the sun was setting. Brittany so badly wanted to come home to her sisters, holding up the 5 cents proudly as she always did, but she was fired. How could she do that now? She crossed her arms over her chest, hugging herself tight, trying to be free of the cold air nipping at her. As she walked on the muddy road, her eyes wandered, searching for the bakery so she could pick up her sisters. She mentally debated if they were home already or not, but she didn't know. Brittany decided to just take her time going home, so she could think up excuses of why she had been fired.
It was pretty hard to think of excuses. After all, she'd been fired. How hard was it to lie about that situation? Pretty difficult, really. Maybe she could say that the Wilsons died and had written in their wills that they wanted Brittany to leave whenever they died, but that seemed a bit extreme to her. Plans weren't very simple to think up on a crummy day like this. Brittany's eyes focused on a small piece of gold sticking up from the rocks lining the road. She frowned and plucked it out from where it was wedged between two gray rocks, looking it over. It was a ring. The band wasn't gold, it was pitch black. In the middle of the band was a ovaluar light pink pearl with streaks of gold running through it. Brittany's heart stopped for a second as she recalled a terrifying flashback.
Cue Flashback
Brittany was wearing a filmy cloud-white wedding dress, looking beautiful in her Victorian style boots and with a fancy hairstyle. She smiled at her soon-to-be husband, Simon Crestworth, who was wearing a sleek suit with a small aqua bow tie. Brittany flicked imaginary lint off of Simon's collar and when the pastor instructed for them to hold paws, she slipped her paws into his and grinned at him, blushing extremely.
As the pastor asked them their vows, Brittany was watching her soon-to-be husband contently as he fiddled with Brittany's dress. When their vows were done and when all of their friends came up to say a little something, Brittany and Simon were distracted by eachother. Brittany was running her paws through his hair and Simon was straightening Brittany's wedding dress for her. Neither of them were paying attention until the pastor announced to kiss the bride.
"I love you," Brittany whispered to Simon.
Simon smiled and whispered back, "I love you, too."
They leaned in to kiss, to seal the promises forever, to become husband and wife. But of course, something happened to ruin everything. The sun was setting and then it went down entirely. The moon was shining in the sky and just as Brittany and Simon smashed their lips together, passionately, the transformation began. Simon's fur began to grow even more and become bushier and a very dark shade of brown. His ears grew to be pointed and his small claws changed into razor-sharp claws. Simon's eyes turned a deep blood-red and inside his mouth, his buck teeth changed into fangs. Brittany's tongue went inside of Simon's mouth and she felt his new fangs graze against her tongue. She gasped and pulled herself out of the kiss, confused.
"RAHHHHHHHH!" Simon roared, his clothes ripping off of him, exposing a werewolf body.
Brittany looked up and screamed, horrified. She almost fainted but everybody around her was running out of the chapel, shrieking. Brittany stayed stock-still, watching as her husband ran out of the chapel on all fours, growling and slashing at people. Then, something happened that made Brittany scream her loudest. Simon the Werewolf howled loud into the night.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Brittany shrieked and she passed out on the floor, scattered with the rose petals.
End Flashback
Brittany dropped the ring into her apron pocket, trying to gasp for breath. Her eyes closed and then fluttered open and she sighed, finally turning the corner of the unpaved street to her small cottage she shared with her sisters. If Jeanette and Eleanor knew about Brittany's flashback, they would've been totally overprotective and way too considerate about it. So, the Chipette decided to keep it a secret. After all, her memories needed to be locked away. Somewhere where they couldn't hurt her.
I know, I know. Short. I know, I know. Werewolves. I know, I know. Brimon. But I have a friend on here who's a huge fan of Brimon and a huge fan of Brittanette (BrittanyxJeanette pairing) and she really wants me to write a fanfiction about those two couples, at least mentioned in the story. So, I had to. She's a good friend, she really wanted it. Don't worry, that's the only romantic Brimon moment. Brittanette... well, my friend begged for at least four chapters or so of Brittanette, and she really really wants it so I'll just get it over with.
Alvin's coming, don't worry. It'll be a while, but he'll be there.
