Hey! Here's chapter 3! I like the beginning, not so much the ending. Whatever. So, I watched Couples and Careers on Youtube and I literally almost CRIED! LIKE THERE WERE TEARS IN MY EYES! I won't give any spoilers in case you don't want 'em, but if you do, just PM me. So, here's the disclaimer. Prompt from Cataniagirl: Porcupine eating a carrot.
Maddie's Incredible Disclaimer: Part II
Dez: *Looking at something on practice room floor*
*Me, Megan, Austin, Ally, and Trish walk in*
Trish: What are you doing, Bozo?
Megan: Is that a porcupine?
Dez: Yup!
Ally: Dez, there's no animals in the store!
Dez: I don't see a-
Ally: *Cutting him off rudely* There doesn't have to be a sign for you to know there's no animals in the store!
Dez: I didn't bring him up here, anyways.
Austin: If you didn't, who did?
Me: *Looks at Austin*
Me and Austin: ZALIEN PORCUPINE!
Trish: *Slaps me and Austin upside the heads*
Megan: C'mon, Ally, it's eating a carrot!
Everyone except Ally: AWWWWWWWWWWWWH!
Ally: *To porcupine* Get out! *Points to door*
Porcupine: Not until Maddie does the disclaimer.
*Everyone gasps*
Home Alone, Sorta.
(Ally's P.O.V.)
I spend an hour sitting in my room. Surprisingly, Piper doesn't come in. I sigh, thinking about my new sleeping schedule. Eleven hours of sleep during the day, thirteen hours of being awake at night. At least I get to talk to Austin. Then, I think about that concrete wall Austin made in his head. What's behind that wall? Finally, the hour passes and I go back to sleep. How I manage to sleep so much, I have no idea.
I'm back in the white room that is Austin's head. Something's different about it, though. I look around and pictures of Team Austin are everywhere, and a jar of pickles is on a desk. Let me get something straight: I only have Austin's senses when I want to. I pretty much just think that I want to see, hear, smell, feel, and taste everything he does, and I just kinda do. It's a weird concept.
"How'd you do this?" I ask.
It was easy. I just imagined everything there, I hear his voice say. When he's thinking when he talks to me instead of actually talking, his voice is the perfect volume. When he actually talks, it's like a thousand people are screaming in my ears. I sit on the couch that's against the wall of the fortress and think about having all of Austin's senses, and suddenly I'm looking at the beach through Austin's eyes.
I wish I was really there with him, I think to myself. Austin can't read my thoughts when I'm in here, but I can read his. It'll probably be the other way around when he's in my head.
"There's no one here," I say.
I know. I found a place no one was. Great, huh? It is great, but it reminds me of a date we went on. We had a picnic in this exact spot. Austin said he found this place, and he did, but not today. He found it a while ago. I remember him telling me he found this place the morning of our date. Of course, he doesn't mention that today. Both of us know it's better not to talk about our past right now. Austin turns his head to his yellow surf board. It's time, he says dramatically.
"Uh oh." Austin laughs, grabs his surfboard, and runs into the water. I feel the water on…. His legs? My legs? Our legs? I'll never get used to having all his senses…
Austin paddles out. He sees a huge wave. You ready, Als?
"No."
Too bad. Here we go! The wave comes, and Austin stands up on his board. I feel the water misting his face and the ocean breeze blowing through his hair.
"Whoo hoo!" He yells. I smile, ignoring the ringing that's now in my ears. He dives off the board. I forget to hold my breath, but I find I can breathe fine, even when he's under water. Austin comes up laughing. "That was awesome!" he exclaims.
"Austin, shhhh," I say, now getting a headache.
Right, sorry. But wasn't that fun?! I nod. How he knows I nodded without actually seeing me, I don't know. I feel his mouth curve up into a smile as he sits on his board. He starts paddling again, duck-diving under a few waves, heading towards a wave even bigger than the first.
"Austin, that wave is huge. Are you sure you can-"
I'm Austin Moon. There's nothing I can't do.
"You can't sleep without Dougie," I remind him. He rolls his eyes, which makes me a little nauseous. "Don't roll your eyes. Please."
Why not? He rolls his eyes a bunch of times.
"If you don't want my pickles to make a reappearance all over your head, you'll just stop." He stops quickly. "Good move, Moon." Just then, the huge wave comes over him, but he's not ready. He wipes out, and I see him looking around frantically under water. He doesn't know which way's up and which way's down. He starts swimming. His head finally comes up, but before he can take a breath, another wave comes over him and he's forced back under.
Ally, help! He says, terrified. He's still flailing in the water, doing somersaults. I can't see a thing! I'm running out of air! I don't know what to do, so I try to calm him down.
"Try to swim up." He starts swimming in a direction I hope is toward the surface. We're pretty deep if it is. He starts panicking as his oxygen supply continues to drop.
I'm not gonna make it, he nearly screams in his thought.
"Austin, you're going to make it! You hear me? You're going to come out of that water, and you're going to be fine. When you were in a coma for a month last summer, everyone lost hope. No one thought you were going to make it. Well, except me. But even I started losing hope! And guess what? In case you didn't notice, you did make it! You can do anything, survive anything! I won't let you die. You will get to the surface!" I shout. I refuse to believe he's going to drown.
Finally, his head comes out of the water, and he treads water, gasping for air. He doggy paddles over to his surf board. He gets on and paddles back to shore. Once there, he just lies down in the sand. It's a while before he talks to me again. Thanks.
"I didn't do anything," I say, confused.
Yeah, you did. That little speech gave me more energy or something. I was ready to give up, but then you came in and saved me. Again.
"Again?"
Don't you remember? You're kinda the one who gave me my memories back last year.
"But, that doesn't count as saving you."
Yeah, it does. You gave me my life back.
"It was your memories, not your life."
You try losing your memories. Or dealing with Sarah. You'd think differently.
"Well, I'm dealing with Piper…"
Sarah's scarier. I nearly died of fear.
"Uh huh. I thought you weren't scared of anything?"
Oh, Ally, Ally, Ally. It's called a 'Tough Guy Image.' I'm scared of lots of stuff. Dying, losing the ones I love, failing, losing my ability to sing… The list goes on.
"Oh."
Mmhm. So, again, thanks for saving me last year. I don't think I ever thanked you for that.
"No problem. I'm kinda happy you lost your memories, though. I mean, look how it turned out." The image of us kissing fills his head. So much that I'm disconnected from his senses. I look all around me at the strange sight. It's like I'm watching a clip from a movie on loop. He leans in and kisses me for a while, and we pull away, and it restarts. But, all of a sudden, it all disappears.
And look what happened after that, he says bitterly. A clip of us fighting and breaking up fills his head, along with a clip of a huge black cloud in Sonic Boom. That was when I was kidnapped. It's all Sarah's fault, too. If she hadn't taken my memories, then none of that would've happened. Everything would be normal and we'd all be happier. Is he saying that he wishes we had never kissed? Never dated?
"Yeah. Then you'd still be with Kira and everything would be perfect. You'd be with the perfect girl, going on perfect dates, being the perfect couple, having a perfect life. Not to mention the perfect career with the perfect record label and your perfect voice with all the girls swooning over your perfect hair and perfect face and perfect lips. You'd end up having a perfect wedding and perfect kids and a perfect house. And then there'd be your poor little songwriter. The only thing in your life that wouldn't be perfect." I realize that the sun has set. I quickly wake up. I needed to get away from him.
I just sit there on my bed with a blank face. That is, until the tears come. They flow in rivers, soaking my sheets. Piper bursts through the door.
"Ally! What's wrong? Is everything okay?" She says, walking over to me and sitting on my bed. I'm not going to tell her about Austin and my newfound way of communicating with him. Like I'm gonna use it again.
"Yeah," I reply. "I just miss home. And my friends." Piper puts her arm around me in a half-hug.
"I know. I would, too. I really hate doing this. Like, no joke. But, one thing I didn't tell you was that my grandma said that if I didn't kidnap you, she would. And she wouldn't have been so generous. Also, she visited me in a dream last night. She said that Austin has a week to come save you, or…" she trails off.
"Or?" I ask, motioning for her to continue.
"Or she comes and-er-" Piper runs a finger across her neck.
"Or she comes and kills me?!" I exclaim. Piper nods sadly. Austin and I need to make up. "Why?"
"Beats me. I'm so sorry, Ally." Piper hugs me, and I hug back. I know she really is sorry. She really is a good person, despite her ancestry.
Suddenly, I feel something weird. It's like there's a presence in my head. I look at the clock. It's been an hour since I woke up. Austin's here.
Go away, I think to him.
As if. I feel him sitting on the floor. Then, he says. Whoa! I can see everything you see! That's so cool! I just, like, thought about it and-
Yeah. That's how you do it, I think back, cutting him off.
Is that Piper? She's pretty. And not scary. And pretty, Austin says dreamily.
"Ally? Ally!" Piper says, snapping her fingers in front of my face. "How long were you zoning out? Did you hear anything I just said?" I shake my head. She rolls her eyes. "Ugh. Now I have to retell it. It was hard enough the first time. Whatever. Continuing with the whole 'Austin has a week to save you or Sarah comes and kills you thing'-"
"Nice job being subtle about it. Like I'm not already terrified," I say, cutting her off. I feel that Austin's in shock about what Piper just said.
"Sorry," she says, wincing. "Anyways, Grandma says that if Austin doesn't save you in a week, not only will you meet a painful death, but so will Austin. Ally, Austin has to find you! I love his music! I need to go to a concert! But I haven't been able to! Ally, Austin can't die! He's just too perfect! You can't let him die! He just can't die!" I give her a look. "And I really wanna be friends with you! We can't be friends if you're dead!" she adds quickly.
An Austin Moon fan, Austin says smugly in my head. I know he's trying to get his mind off the fact that we both might die, but I can't help but be annoyed.
Really, Austin? After everything you just heard, that's the first thing you say?
I'm sorry! I guess it's safe to say I'm kinda in denial. I mean, this can't be happening, can it? Would Sarah really kill us if I don't find you in a week? And why a week? Why not a month? Or a year? I mean, do you even know where you are? You could be in Africa, for pancakes' sake! What if I don't find you in time? Ally, I can't die a painful death! You can't die a painful death! This is-
Austin, shut up, I say, cutting him off. I'm still upset about our conversation at the beach.
Just tell me everything's gonna be okay, he says in a quieter voice than before.
Everything's gonna be okay, I mumble in my thoughts to shut him up. He nods and sits back down. He stood up during his little rant. I sigh and give him a chair, which he thanks me for and sits in. It's weird. I feel him doing everything as if I'm seeing him, but I can't.
Piper must think I'm sighing out of fear because she says, "Don't worry, Ally. Austin will find you in no time. No distance is too large when it comes to the one you love."
"But Austin and I broke up," I deadpan.
"Oh. Well, no distance is too large when it comes to your best friend."
"We've been fighting a lot lately."
"Then no distance is too large when it comes to you two! Gosh!" Piper thinks for a moment. "Wait, YOU TWO BROKE UP?!" I nod. "But Auslly's like, perfect!" There's that word again. I feel Austin wince when he hears her say it. He must be thinking of earlier, too.
"Piper, I-uh-I have a songbook back home. It's really special to me. Would you mind getting it for me?" I ask. I want to be alone. Well, alone as I can be with a certain blonde hanging out in my head.
That makes two of us, the blonde in question says. I roll my eyes. Uh, you were right. You might wanna think me up a bucket. Pancakes are coming, and coming fast. I quickly imagine him a bucket and feel him puking in it. Ew.
"Sure, but I'll be gone for a while. Like, twelve hours."
"That's okay. But, I'll probably be asleep when you get back."
"Kaykay. See you tomorrow, I guess." With that, she disappears into black smoke.
So, you gonna give me the grand tour? I sigh and walk around the mansion, showing Austin each room. I feel him getting an idea. He gets this face. Uh oh.
Austin, whatever you're planning- I'm cut off by him singing at the top of his lungs.
Flip a switch
Turn up the lightning
Get it right
Show 'em how it's done
Freak it up
No matter how you dress that song
Girl you know you got a number one
Go with it
You got 'em where you want 'em
Drop the beat
They need to hear your sound
Play it up
It's coming down to you right now
They wanna know know know
Your name name name
They want the girl girl girl
With game game game
And when they look look look
Your way way way
You're gonna make (make) make (make) make
Make 'em do a double take
They wanna know know know
Your name name name
They want the girl girl girl
With game game game
And when they look look look
Your way way way
You're gonna make (make) make (make) make
Make 'em do a double take
What up?
"Why?" I ask out loud, very annoyed with him.
Ah! My ears are crying now. Remember? You gotta think what you wanna say so I don't go deaf. Anyways, I was in the mood to sing.
At the top of your lungs?
Yup.
I sigh, smile, and roll my eyes. I quickly think up a bucket for him.
I…. Hate… You, he says in between his heaving and puking.
Aww, that's a shame. I feel his glare. I head down to the kitchen to get myself some fruity mint swirl ice cream. Then, I head to the movie room. I feel Austin disconnect from my senses when he sees what movie I'm watching. Titanic. He always cries in this movie. One time, we had a movie night date, and I chose Titanic. By the end, he was crying on my shoulder, and I was comforting him. Quite a strange sight if you ask me.
But you loved it, he says, smirking.
How did you-
You need to hide your thoughts better. Ooh! Here's an interesting file. It's a big one, too. Austin Moon. Huh. I think I'll be entertained enough while you watch your movie. I can feel the smile of amusement on his face.
Austin, if you even think about looking through that file-
I think you want me to. I mean, if you didn't, you would've hidden it in a fortress, like me. Unless, you don't know how, do you? It's quite simple, really.
I know how, but I don't know how to make it stay there.
Aw, that's too bad. Well, go on. Watch your little movie about people dying on a sinking boat. I'll just be minding my own business in here. Hey, think me up a bean bag chair or something, will you? I didn't want to, but he got me thinking about bean bag chairs, and one suddenly appeared. Thanks, Love, he says. He's clearly enjoying this.
Love, huh? Austin, in case you haven't noticed, WE BROKE UP! DONE! FOREVER! Okay, maybe that was a little harsh, but I'm annoyed and upset with him. He puts the file down slowly and doesn't say a word for the next four hours. I feel him just sitting on that bean bag chair. I hate this. Even when he's not doing anything, he manages to make me feel guilty.
Austin? You still in there? I ask cautiously. He doesn't say anything. Look, I know that was harsh. I'm sorry. I was just annoyed with you.
No, no. Don't be sorry. You're right. We did break up. But, for the record, I said it as a joke. You know, to annoy you, push your buttons. Like, use a pet name like I don't have a care in the world while you're-
I get it. I guess he didn't mean it like that. I wish I would've known that… Well, I just realized I'm still in my pajamas, so if you could wake up…
Way ahead of you. I guess I'll see you-or be inside you… Nah that sounds weird. See you in an hour. I feel him wake up, but I say his name just in case. When I don't get an answer, I head to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready.
Chapter 3! Don't have much to say except thanks for reading and please review! Love all you Rossome people!
~Maddie :)
Maddie's Incredible Disclaimers: Part II Continued
Trish: You heard the porcupine, too, right?
Ally: *Nodding* Uh huh.
Me, Megan, Austin, and Dez: COOL! A TALKING PORCUPINE!
Ally: Maddie, just do the disclaimer so the creepy porcupine will leave.
Porcupine: Hey!
Me: Ugh, fine. I don't own Austin and Ally or "Double Take."
Porcupine: *Jumps out window onto Zalien spaceship*
Everyone except me and Austin: *Surprised that me and Austin were actually right*
Me and Austin: Told ya so.
The End
