AN: So, I decided that I'd post the second chappie immediately… out of whim…
And I forgot to say last time, it's my first fanfic! So I really need reviews for improvement… shishishi
(I hope I get some… *tosses coin on well*)
Here's the second chappie! Hope u like it.. ;)
CHAPTER 2
Oh. Crap.
Uhmm… What is happening again? Oh, yeah. I'm on my supposed to be day off, where I'm supposed to be relaxing, that was supposed to bein my BED. But please take note that the crucial part here is the word supposed.
So, uhmm… What is happening again? In reality? Oh nothing much, just having fun playin' hide and seek with some kids… But of course, Lady Luck just had to pull some twists on things!
I, Lucy, a marine- scratch that- a CHORE GIRL of the marines, up in a tree looking at my ten-year old chore boy companion just below this very tree, threatening some pirates- again, scratch that- threatening the infamous COMMANDERS of the Whitebeard pirates with his oh so frightening stick.
Wanna know what happened a few minutes ago? Well, actually, not minutes but seconds had passed because it just happened so fast. So let's make this quick. Here we go.
ChipfoundmeasIwasinastateofshocksoheexcitedlyturnedaroundjusttobumpintothetwopirateswhomheimmediatelyrecognizedsoheconfrontedthemwithhisfreakingstickwhichbringsustoourcurrentsituation!
(I know reading that was a pain in the ass, but bear with it!)
So to keep things from getting worse, I decided to get down from the tree as quietly as I could as I continued to listen to their conversation.
"Grrr. What do Whitebeard pirates want from this island? Moreover, why are two of the commanders here?!" I heard Chip shout at them. "I know you, you're the 4th and the 1st division commanders, Thatch and Marco!"
"Ooohh, look Marco. The little marine knows us. How cute." I heard one of them coo at the boy. So that was Thatch. Then, I heard light footsteps probably going in Chip's direction. One of them is walkin' up to him! But who? Tsk. I fastened my pace a little as I desperately thought of a plan to escape this, not knowing what the pirates might do next.
Step, step, step… Then it stopped? Still in hiding while climbing down the tree, I'm still about a few meters away from the ground, but I could tell that the others, Chip and the two commanders, were just a few feet away from the tree where I was hiding…
"What do Whitebeard pirates want from this island, eh? Hmm…" A new voice asked, most probably Marco. "Well, let me ask you first, are you a Whitebeard pirate?"
"Of course I'm not! Can't you tell from what I'm wearing? I'm a full-pledged marine, you idiot!" I heard Chip snarl. Double tsk. Don't call them idiot, you idiot! Don't you know they could easily snap your neck with their bare fingers? Just like that stupid stick you're holding! So shut up, kid, shut up!
"Then I can't tell ya, it's none of your business… But don't worry kid, we're not to harm anyone nor start any fight…" I heard him reply, in complete contrary to what I expected. "See ya kid, don't get lost, yoi!"
Then I heard multiple footsteps walking away from our direction. That was it? They're not gonna "teach him any lesson" or something? Not even a flick on the head? Well… Whew! Seems they won't bother themselves for a kid like him, huh?
Feeling relieved, I quickened myself to go down the damn tree. But said relief only lasted a few seconds when I heard the stubborn voice of the boy shout at the two retreating men.
"Grrr… WHO WOULD BELIEVE YOU, YOU STINKIN' PIRATES?! Just you wait, I'D TELL THIS TO VICE ADMIRAL GARP!"
"Garp? Garp's in this island?" The 1st division commander asked…
Well… Shit.
That very moment, panic instantly entered my whole system, as all logic flew out of the window. With just about six feet from the ground remaining, I jumped down in one go, turned, quickly threw myself on the chore boy and clamped my arms and hands both on his mouth and around his body. I tried my best, but I hardly kept him in place in my grasp as he was squirming around too much. Why oh why now, of all times, he would act his freakin' age!
"Oh Chip-kun, I finally found you! Where have you been? I've been so worried, with you running off like that. Your father would be very worried if you ever get hurt. You should behave more properly, dear, or else you'll actually get hurt. " I fake-asked him in the most motherful voice I could utter, putting more intensity/threat on the last phrase of the sentence, which at the very least caught his attention and he got the idea. That's right, let me control this situation before it gets out of hand, though it alreadyisout of hand.
"Eh? Who're you? Where'd you come from?" the 4th division commander asked me, quite… suspiciously… Keep the cameras rolling please, this could be the act of the century.
"Oh, I'm so sorry gentlemen. I'm this boy's mother and he just keeps on running off and disturbing the neighbourhood while playing marine. You see, he really idolizes them and aspires to be one at the future. But how can he become a marine when he's not even listening to his parents? Seriously. Kids these days are really troublesome aren't they?" I ranted as a good ol' mother that I should be and forced a small smile unto them. Mothers really do that, aren't they? Their rants keep going on and on and on nonstop with a thoughtful look on their faces, until they're satisfied.
"Did Chip-kun cause you some trouble?" I continued my act. Oh good heavens! Thank God I'm not on my freakin' uniform!
"Uh, no ma'am… We just thought we'd warn him about the dangers he could encounter when he's alone like this. You know, like pirates…" This time, it was the 1st division commander who talked to me, displaying his truly creepy smirk at me (how flattering) as he put the utmost intensity in the word pirate. I gulped at this…
"Oh, I guess you're right. It is pretty dangerous for a fragile woman like me and a stubborn kid like Chip-kun to be alone like this, even though we know the place…" I responded, starting to give off signs of nervousness… "It's a good thing nothing bad had happened, isn't it?" Oh the irony…
Even though I asked them a question, I waited for no response. I waved the two men words of thanks and a couple of goodbyes, quickly turned and briskly walked away because I couldn't hide my fear for long. That creepy dude was just TOO CREEPY, that between living in a haunted house and looking at his creepy smile, I'd rather live in the haunted house!
With Chip still locked into my arms, I quickly walked away from the two. I refused to let him go- no. I didn't recognize that I still firmly held unto the boy because I was completely consumed by a nagging feeling inside me, as if I am followed. Well, am I? To confirm my suspicions, I slowly and carefully turned around to see… nothing. But it provided me the least relief I wanted. Seeing nothing, hearing nothing, but feeling something… or someone? I held Chip closer. He was not moving, but I swear I can feel his heartbeat hardly pounding along with mine. I guess I'm not the only one to feel this way.
Before continuing to walk ahead, I paused for a moment, closed my eyes and gathered what little courage was left of me… Inhale, exhale… Then I opened my eyes. Feeling more determined than a few seconds ago, I held onto that little piece of courage as if my life depended on it, only for said courage to be shattered into even smaller pieces, and crushed further into ashes, when I heard a voice really close behind me…
"Oi…" It was him…
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"KKYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" I shouted on the top of my lungs as my legs involuntarily moved by themselves, as if activating some hidden power. I ran as fast as I could, not even bothering to look behind me as I knew that voice that I just met a while ago all too well… the creepy dude…
If a few minutes ago, it was me who firmly held unto Chip with my arms, this time it was him who latched himself around my neck, gripping it tightly and choking me in the process. But I didn't care anymore! I'd rather die by his hands rather than by that creepy dude!
"Hey! Wait! We just wanted to talk, yoi!" The creepy dude said… Heh, as if!
Regaining his will to speak again, Chip stuttered his question to me, "W-what now, n-nee-chan?!"
"YOU BRING US INTO TROUBLE THEN YOU ASK ME THIS?!" I shouted back, now feeling annoyed rather than being frightened of our dilemma.
"B-but nee-chan, I d-didn't know they were t-that creepy! And b-besides, this is not the time for-"
"I know, I know! Just let me think for a sec!" I irritably answered back. But there was absolutely no time to think, nor even blink. Just a few seconds after, I saw blue flames flew from behind and landed in front of us just to change back into its human form… It was Marco… So this is Marco the Phoenix.
Feeling completely mesmerized of his little show, silence drew in for the first few seconds. Then I blinked. I then realized that we were already surrounded, the Phoenix in front and Thatch in our backs. Panic instantly grew in my guts as I frantically wracked my brain for a way to escape.
"Uhmm… E-excuse me? B-but me and my son are g-going home now…" I asked them in a quiet voice to hide my fear, but to no avail. It was too much for me that it spilled throughout my very being. But what choice do I have! I have to continue the act until we get the hell outta here! With Chip still latched on my neck, silently trembling out of fear (what happened to the cocky attitude?), I simply waited for their response, seeing that it was the most appropriate thing to do at the moment…
"Oh, sorry ma'am but… We were kind of lost?" Thatch asked from behind me… mockingly? What the?
"Yeah, so we would like, you know, ask for directions from someone responsible… Like a marine…" This time it was the creepy dude who talked… Wait, did he say marine?
"M-marine? W-who?" I tried my best to act innocently, but I just have to stutter each word! Fuck this shit!
I looked at him for a response, but all he did was look back at me… at my eyes, to my left shoulder, to my left arm, to my left hand, and then stopped on my left hip? It's strange even for a pervert to look just on one side of the body… Is there even such a thing as the "left fetish"? Where all you want is the left side? I grimaced.
Then that's when I realized it… I slowly moved my left hand to touch something that I really hoped I wouldn't… But guess what? I did! There, attached on my pants is my cap. But not just any other cap, of course… It was a cap with the letters M-A-R-I-N-E on it… I paled, then I saw him smirk the creepy smirk… So much for the act of the century, bitch! *Burns camera on the 7th hell* Burn you freak! Buuuuurrnnn!
Stupid! I'm so stupid! What's with my acting with the wrong costume on! This is not a fucking rehearsal! It's the real deal, you idiot!
Seeing the transition of our situation from dilemma into chaos, I didn't know what to do anymore, so I just stayed there, rooted on our positions… As if waiting in an execution platform… Then I felt Chip tug at my shirt. I saw him look at me with a determined look on his face and nodded to me… He's right, this isn't the time to panic or give up… Guess we'll do this the old way huh?
Having decided our next move, I slowly put the boy down and kept a serious façade. "Chip, we'll go for Code 1…" I whispered to the boy, and then he readied himself… When I saw Marco take a step towards us, I took this as a signal to start Code 1… Alright, let's do this.
I moved. I acted as if I was going to attack Marco and quickly charged at him to catch him off guard. But it didn't affect him at all, so I came to an instant halt, as planned, looked at the trees on my left and made a shocked expression, as Chip did the same, then we shouted in unison, "V-VICE ADMIRAL GARP?!"
The two, in an instant, looked at the direction where we were looking at and positioned themselves in their fighting stances, only to find… no one… Woah, nice reflexes, dudes. (Well, can't really blame them if they fear the old man… I mean he's really crazy and really strong… A bad combination, I tell you… BAD...)
"It's a feint!" We heard the 4th division commander shout behind our backs. We were already running in the opposite direction the time the two took their eyes away from us… Not really a brilliant nor a chivalrous decision, but who cares?! We're the freakin' CHORE SQUAD!
"Come back here you twits!" I heard him continue. Tch, as if we will! Right back at you, you twit!
"Alright Chip-kun , I want you to help me find bamboos… They're here somewhere…" I told the boy between pants, as we were desperately running away from the pirates.
"Huh? I know there's a clearing straight ahead full of bamboos… But for what?" He answered, doing the same.
Then I smirked, "I've got a plan… We'll escape this…"
Readying ourselves to my I-hope-this-shit-would-work plan, I risked a peek behind my shoulder to see if we lost the perpetrators, only to find…
"Hi girlie…" The Phoenix said as he smiled at me, that I wouldn't be so afraid of by now… IF IT'S NOT JUST A FEW INCHES AWAY FROM MY FACE!
"KKKYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" And with another adrenaline rush, I quickly grabbed Chip's arm and rushed faster into the damn clearing! But just before I widened the distance between us and the pirates, I swear I heard the two men chuckle at us… Fuck you!
As we reached our destination, I found what I was looking for, tall swaying bamboos.
"Quick, latch into my back!" I told Chip, and without another word he jumped at my back and held unto my neck just like before, my balance being knocked off a bit in the process but managed to get back on track.
"Hey girlie! Stop! We won't do anything! We just wanted to talk, yoi!" The Phoenix said once again… Seriously, what's with the girlie? Would you be happy if I called you boyie? And again, what made you think I'd go chit-chatting with pirates? I'm a marine for fuck's sake! Tch, idiots…
Feeling that my legs were starting to get numb from all the running, I reached for the smoke bombs in my pockets (they always come in handy) then briskly threw them in places where it seemed fit, which resulted to many mini-explosions that produced thick black smoke all over the clearing.
"What the?!" I heard Thatch shout as all four came to a halt, also signifying that all four are now blinded by the interference. Satisfied with the results, I then proceeded to quickly climb one of the bamboos only with the sense of touch. (You don't really need sight if you held unto one anyway)
With no signs of them having found us, I continued to climb up. And once on top, I swayed myself, with Chip on my back, forward then backwards, shifting my weight at each direction with great timing and forcing the plant to do as I please. I continued this process, until the 12 feet bamboo was bent half way down the ground…
"N-nee-chan… I a-actually have an idea of w-what you're doing, but I j-just want to confirm… Y-your plan is…?" Chip asked me quite nervously as he held unto me for dear life…
So I answered…
"Heh, we're flying…"
(END OF CHAPPIE 2)