Ch2 Neighbors

Butters father was known to be an overly strict man with an awful compulsion to always ground Butters, although he doesn't realize his own flaws he believes it to be for the good of his son. When the police had come to knock at his door, he was not surprised to find Butters with them.

"Excuse me," Sergeant Yates said, "Is this mailman yours?"

"Yes. That's my son, Butters."

"I'm sorry to tell you that your son caused an Asian turf war, we'll pay for the damages but please keep a closer eye on your son."

Danielle, who was alos with them then protested, "WHAT! Butters didn't start the fight, Lu Kim went berserk and fought my boss! He's just a witness!"

"Butters you're grounded!' Stephen declared not hearing Danielle's words.

"But sir I was just passing out-"

"Don't talk back to me!" Stephen scolded. Danielle stood in front of him agape, she couldn't believe it, they were punishing Butters for nothing he did!

"Are you listening to me old man!" Danielle screamed at Stephen only for him not to see or hear her presence. "Butters don't go up to your room! You didn't do anything!" she begged.

He turned to face her from the stairs, "I'm sorry Danielle but I gotta." He held his head down sadly, he couldn't fight his parents.

"Butters, quit talking to nobody and get yourself in your room." Stephen spoke more sternly this time.

"Hey! Hey!" Danielle took her large sucker and was about to whack his leg, only for the door to slam in her face.

"AAAAH!" infuriated she banged on the door, "Why doesn't anybody ever listen to me!" infuriated she began kicking the door. How come people always didn't notice her existence? What was wrong with people?

"C'mon little boy." The officer guided her over the street.

"I'm a girl!" Danielle hissed under her breath.

Right where her home was, stood a grand mansion, which was out of place in the entire neighborhood of little houses, but like Danielle, the house was never noticed by anybody. Not one took a second glance at it or questioned its standing in the neighborhood.

The front had marble stairs that led to a wooden and glass door with intricate carvings of angels and flowers, the glass was thick and expensive that it looked just like real crystal. The house was baby blue and vanilla cream colored with four balconies. Her family was rich as hell, but she didn't give crap to any of their fortune.

The officers gave one knock on the door and a man in a blue and white striped suit appeared on the door with black hair.

"A policeman, what are you doing here?" he asked languidly at him.

"Sir we've found your son, it seems like he took part in an Asian turf war."

"I did not take part in some stupid asian turf war I'm telling ya! The owners of the Asian restaurant started the fight! And I'm a girl!" she argued. She was willing to stand up to this unfair assumption; this is for her and for Butters.

"I'm sorry sir, but we have no son. I wish we did, but we weren't able to have one." He said rather dejectedly.

"Wait! Dad I'm your daughter!" she broke free and ran past him and into the house. Mr. Connors didn't seem to see his daughter at all.

"Next time sir, please keep a watch on your child." The policeman warned before heading away to his car. Mr. Connors then shut the door shaking his head, his wife Amelia Connors then appeared to his side confused.

"Who was that dear?" she asked sweetly.

"Some hallucinogenic policeman saying he had our son who started a turf war." He replied in an uncaring tone.

"Sweetie." Amelia cooed, "You know we weren't able to have one, and if we did we know he'll be better than some kid who started a turf war."

Danielle who was near the stair steps the whole time fumed behind them madly, "Hey you douchebags, I'm over here! You had a daughter! A GIRL!"

"By the way I keep hearing a girl around, I have never seen her at all."

"Probably its the kids around the neighborhood." Mr. Connors said coolly.

"AAAAAAHHH!" Danielle screamed and ran up to her room, "those fucking blind and deaf bastards!"

She threw herself on her bed punching her pillow before collapsing in exhaustion. Small tears formed in her eyes but she forced herself to stop crying. Finally lying down on her back, she looked around the self made room. Inhaling a breath, she slowly began to count all her possessions to quell her frustration.

Her room was spacious with a walk in closet and rotating mirror it could be considered a secret room with a secret stair that led to an attic, her carpets were deep mauve and the walls were painted misty lavender, all her trunk were filled with toys and loads of clothes. She was rich and had all of that, but none of them were given by her parents. Everything she had gotten were through her own hands, her parents never thought of spending a dime on her, and not even know they had a daughter living with them for nine years. Thankfully, her parents had a vault with tons of cash in the house, she had learned to break in and feed herself through their endless earnings, she had to survive somehow to feed and clothe herself. They wanted a son so bad they were deluded about the daughter's nonexistence.

Sighing, she remembered how she enrolled herself to school and had to do things all her own while her parents were away on vacation. School was pretty much everybody ignoring her and much boredom. Her life was a miserable crap from the start, that's why she got a job; her happiness began when Lu Kim had first noticed her as a customer of City Wok. Then the visits became frequent, and her constant visits were much joy to Lu Kim as it was to her, because both had recognized something special. Danielle's love for chinese food and Lu Kim's love for frequent customers. Then along came Junichi Takayama, he had recognized the girl's ability to chop things with ease and had praised her for it, for nobody had ever praised her before. It was just today that she ended up with a broken heart, for her favored restaurant owner now hates her. The thought of it made her feel like she lost a best friend.

Tears rolled down her cheek of having someone she liked a lot dislike her so much. As she closed her eyes ready to sleep the night away, Butters popped into her head like a freshly baked cupcake.

"Oh no! Butters, I hope he's okay." Quickly she jumped out of bed and ran to her window. Right across from her window did she find Butter's bedroom window with him staring out blankly.

Butters looked out lost in his own world contemplating on his parent's unfairness. How is it that whenever he was doing anything harmless, some bad luck always had to come his way resulting to being grounded? All his life he had put up with being grounded 24/7, he sighed thinking about his misfortune.

"Ow!" he cried out as a small paper airplane hit him on the nose, he quickly unfolded it on his lap and found a message written on it.

Butters, it's Danielle. Thanks for the offer today.

He glanced over to the other house to find Danielle waving at him, but still not smiling. Butters wrote down a note on a paper and folded it into a plane, he then threw it letting it sail away into Danielle's room with ease.

Danielle swiftly caught it, unfolding the old paper did she read words that created a nice warm feeling that beamed inside of her.

To Danielle:

It looks like we're neighbors I never knew you lived next to me. I hope to see you tomorrow.

Neighbor and friend,

Butters

A friend, nobody has ever befriended her before. Those words may have been simple, but the mere thought of having a friend was enough to give her joy. Danielle collapsed onto her bed pinching herself if she was dreaming or not. With a joyful kick of the sheets she snuggled under them, imagining of playtime with her newfound buddy.

Meanwhile, in a secret room of an unknown house, Lu Kim had set three newspaper pages featuring City Sushi and Takayama on the floor. Slowly, he dipped his brush into blood red ink and began to scrabble fiercely on them.

"You try and destroy my shitty wok! You're gonna be in big surprise you Japanese dog."