A/N: WooHoo! (hey I just realized I type 'WooHoo!' too much, 'course I don't usually say it...I think...). Anyways, I got two reviews for Chapter 2 (Looks REAL proud of myself), gosh I'm so happy I could jump for joy (but am too lazy to do so...will now resort to flapping arms wildly with happiness...).
And now for the BIG 'Thank You's' to:
Anna-thank you for adding 2 reviews to my now 4...'cause that sure made me SUPER happy...
Rachel E Walker-Thank you for your words of umm...encouragement (look, I used a long word...looks proud of self once more) glad you found it okay. 'Cause when I first started this I expected absolutely (look another long word...well sort of...) no reviews.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything 'cept MY character, and MY plot, that I thought up MYself.
Okay, on to Chapter 3
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Later on in the afternoon, around 5 o'clock-5:30, Mrs. McCawly called from their backyard,
announcing dinner time.
Danny woke from his four hour long conversation he was having with himself inside his head, and
sat up (like any normal person would do...). He got up brushed himself off and took off running
towards the house, following the scent of FOOD, only to turn back after remembering that he had
forgotten Charlotte back in the middle of the field.
Danny stared at her face for a while, admiring her beautiful face, with the small string of drool
running down her face, from her wide open mouth. Listening to the rythmic, melodic snores,
emiting from her.
"Charlie... Hey, Charlotte." Danny whispered, nudgeing her softly with his foot.
Charlotte continued on snoring away...
"Charlotte! Wake up!" Danny whispered more urgently, now with the scent of food becoming
stronger, and with his stonach talking to him, or rumbling rather.
Charlotte still had yet to show signs of hearing Danny at all.
"Charlotte Anne McCawly! Wake up! NOW!" Danny yelled as he shook her gently, like Shrek did
to Princess Fiona (A/N: Your know from 'Shrek'...the movie...if anyone else has seen it...).
Charlotte rolled over out of Danny's grip, glared at him sleepily, and made an attempt to fall back
asleep.
Danny just glared back at her back, sighed dramatically, and reached over to pull her up and drag
her to the house, caveman style (Who knows why he is making such a big deal out of bringing her
to the house...why bother, all the food to himself...some people.).
Of course Charlotte, who was now wide awake, would not allow another human being 'treat her in
such a fashion', stood up, smacked him in the back of the head, and stomped up to the house ahead
of him.
Finally, they both made it to the house, and entered in to the warm, inviting kitchen. They were
greeted by Mr. and Mrs. McCawly, who were both sitting at the dinner table already eating.
"Hello Danny" Mr. and Mrs. McCawly said warmly, and at the same time (A/N: I find it quite
creepy when people are able to say things to you at the same time...)
"Hello" Danny said nodding to each of them with a smile on his face.
"Rafe's not back yet." said directed to her parents, which sounded like more of a statement, rather
than a question.
"No dear, he said he was going to be out with that lovely girl Samantha Watson." Mrs. McCawly
informed them, "I met her once in town, she was with her family, what a wonderful family they
have, and that Samantha darling was so polite..." Mrs. McCawly said turning to her husband.
Charlotte was still standing in the doorway, making gagging faces, then mimicking her mother with
a very sour look upon her face, fortunately Mrs. McCawly's back was to her, and her father was too
into the conversation with his wife. Then Charlotte announced "I'm gonna wash up", of couse the
only person who seemed to notice was Danny, because, well, her parents were still in the
conversation about that lovely girl, Samantha Watson.
Charlotte stood for a second waiting for her parents to show signs of heaing her at all, then turned
with a huff, and stomped down the hall towards the bathroom, muttering under her breath about
'That Samantha darling' 'she's such a dear' 'Sooo perfect' 'I hope she dies a slow painful death'
'maybe if she fell off a cliff' 'yeah...an accident' 'hmph, she won't be so great then'. She was still
muttering to herself as she turned in to thebathroom, and slammed the door hard. Of course no one
in the dining showed any signs of noticeing.
Danny, who was still standing by the doorway, moved quickly towards the nearest seat, sat down
and started piling the food he was waiting for on to his plate.
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A/N: I know that was probably veddy,veddy,(very,very) boring, and pretty odd that I devoted and entire chapter to their "Dinner time", but that 'tis all that I could think of. I'm "Going with the flow" here, so I just type whatever comes to my mind, or finger tips, or whatever else...Okee, please review. And I just "MIGHT" make the next chapter longer...that is if my brain is up to such hard work....um...ouch...Okay, Review Please.
