have a happy holidays everyone.
"Can't think... need... food..." I complained to London who was looking pretty sorry for herself.
"Shut up! Don't you even mention food" She glared at me patting her rumbling stomach.
"Oh, I'll even eat something you cook so long as it wont poison me in the long run" I said to London. She punched me in the arm (which hurt about the equivalent of getting slapped by butterfly wings) and sighed. "Let's look in the kitchen. Maybe we'll find something." We went downstairs and into the kitchen. Lodnon tried to get the tap working but it still didn't produce any water. "Oh yeah and the tap's broken" I mentioned.
She glared at me. "No! Really?" She asked sarcastically. "Wait a minute. If the taps broken how did you get..." She trailed off. I smiled shyly. I was going to die. "Do I want to know?" She asked, eyes closed; angry brit levels rising.
"Lets look for for food. We'll get water later" I said. London rolled her eyes and started fingering the food on the shelf. "I wouldn't touch that food if I were you." She ignored me. "I wouldn't touch that food if I were you!" I said louder. Still ignoring me. "You can't eat them. They are super toasts!" I yelled.
"What!?" She asked what would have been menacingly but her doubling over laughing kind of ruined the effect.
"Nee, Rondini-chan... let's go look in the library" I said.
"Why?"
"I dunno, something tells me we should check it over once again." I argued. London sighed and I knew she was in. Weapons bared we headed inside. There was a key on the floor. I picked it up, there was a "4" engraved on the handle. "I'm guessing this opens the room on the fourth floor."
"No shit sherlock." said London. With nothing better to do, we walked all the way to the fourth floor.
"Oh no" I said.
"What" said London heaving herslef over the last step looking tired, but worried.
"There's two doors." She didn't hit me but she looked like she wanted first door didn't open but the other door opened. "OMG it's Busby's Chair!"
"You're right" said London. "Maybe we can get Steve to sit in it." I laughed. There was a curtain with nothing but a wooden box behind it. I kept the box. "hey, I hear something behind this bookshelf. Help me move it." Me and London moved the bookshelf and we found.
"Amerimochi!" I fangirled eyeing the blue-eyed mochi with America's cowlick and glasses. "So kyoot!"
"Uh-huh. Lets try and get it out." We pulled and pulled then pulled some more. I even ran all the way downstairs and covered it in dishsoap then we continued to pull. It just would not come out. "Maybe Rome can move it?"
"We'll have to find her first" i reasoned. The two of us set out to look for her. London to the topmost floors and I got the bottom. I started trying to open any doors on the second floor. I got bored after the first one wouldn't open and did another once-over of the first floor. I went back up and tried to open the doors again.
The door on the far bottom left of the second floor did open and inside were two beds, a closet, and a small chestnut-haired girl crying softly to herself. She had a curl in her hair. An italian curl. Rome!
I walked over to her and tapped her on the shouler. I got a brief look of Rome's tear streaked face before something cold and hard nailed me in the side of the head and I was knocked unconscious.