Hello again! If you're reading this then you didn't give up after the last chapter so well done and thank you! This chapter is kind of showing how Hornet has to deal with being the responsible one and how she's almost on her own because she's the only girl and how the boys don't understand. I know, I've suddenly become all deep and meaningful but I only just kind of clicked how she's the mother of the group.
Hornet
The Stella is amazing. It used to be a cinema, it still has the vending machine and the chairs and the screen and everything. We sleep on the top balcony. Scip's got it all wired up and everything so we can get the lights to turn on but there's no heating. It's freezing but He's brought us clothes and bedding.
Scipio, that was the boy's name. Turns out he's a thief too. Not only that, he's a Thief Lord. He knew about this place and took us here. He doesn't stay with us though; he says he's got important business to attend to. It's a bit odd though. I mean, who just randomly knows about a place like this. I guess I shouldn't complain. He's stolen stuff for us and we have to sell it to this guy, Barbarossa, for money. He never gives us enough money though, the pig! He's fat, ugly and he smells funny. He owns this antique shop full of stolen goods.
One night Scipio kept us waiting for ages. Till the early morning. I was reading Riccio one of the books Scip had given me. 'The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe." When we heard a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." Said Riccio.
Mosca and I sat there in our pyjamas in the candle light. We preferred to use candles at night because the big lights were too bright. Mosca sleeps in a hammock he made, he said it reminded him of when he slept on a boat because it could rock to and fro.
I heard talking and then the lights came on. I looked out over the balcony.
"Two o'clock, typical, steal a watch next time; we were going to send out a search party." I said, and then I noticed Scip wasn't alone.
Mosca
I looked out, behind Scipio were to boys, one about my age with scruffy hair and a backpack and then an angel faced small boy with blonde hair holding onto to the other boys hand.
"This little fellows got a nasty cough, have you got any medicine in your medicine cupboard?" Scipio asked to Hornet. Hornet went to go and look.
"Who are they?" I said.
"They're friends of mine; they need to crash here, enough said." Scip said firmly.
I went to grab a pile of clothes in a bag that were spare; the boys looked cold and tired.
We went downstairs to meet them. Hornet knelt down by the small boy and checked a temperature.
"You're burning up; does it hurt when you cough?" Hornet asked and the boy nodded.
I plonked the pile of clothes onto the floor.
"This is the wardrobe." I said.
"Thanks!" replied the older boy.
"You won't get better than these sodden old rags." Hornet said cheerfully.
Riccio
The boy's names were Prosper and Bo. Prosper was the Eldest and was Mosca's age. They seemed nice enough. There definitely not from Italy, I think they're German. They fit in straight away
The thing is, I quite liked our gang as it was. Now we've got two other people to think about. Maybe I'm just being weird but I feel like they've just intruded our special place. I guess I'll just have to get used to it.
Hornets certainly taken a shine to Prosper, I always thought it would be her and Mosca; I was worried that it would be her and Mosca more like. I thought if it was them two then I'd be on my own again. And I never want to be alone again.
I can't believe that Scip found us this place. It's amazing, it feels like home now. It is home now. We've all got our own beds and The Thief Lords letting us sell his loot and keep the money. Hornets in charge of keeping the money. I wish she wasn't, she's so bossy. She won't let us by anything, not even cakes even though she gets to buy loads of books.
"No Riccio, I've told you, you don't need any more comics, and sweets are just unnecessary." Hornet sighed.
"But we've got bags of money." I moaned.
"Yeah, come on Hornet." Said Prosper.
"That money's for bad times." Hornet said quietly.
"How come you always seem to have more books? What did you do? Pay with air?" Mosca said sarcastically.
"Come on Hornet!" Bo whined.
"It is true about the books." Prosper said.
"Yeah you're being really unfair!" I said.
"You're such a hypocrite!" Mosca said.
"Actually, I got them from the library! And I'm sorry if I'm the only responsible one in the house and if you're all going to act like animals about this money then here," She said. Then she chucked the money over the side of the balcony as all the notes floated towards the floor. "Fetch!"
Then she stormed out of the Stella.
Ooh! I know! Dramatic! Well, kind of. Please R and R. I'm really enjoying writing this so I'll be posting the next chapter soon hopefully! X
