I reached the end of the tunnel quickly and pushed the door open- it lead into the same room I was just in. What.
I turned around and looked back; the same drab walls I'd just opened the door to were also behind me.
Hesitantly I start moving forwards again into the parlor and study it carefully. The same boring, fading navy blue carpet, the same boring blue-gray walls, and the same boring mantle, with the same, boring, boring, boring painting of the boy who dropped his ice cream. I nearly turned around to go back through the tunnel(might as well, it was a pretty rad tunnel) when I noticed that something was off.
This was not the same painting. This blue boy's ice cream was on his cone, not on the ground.
Arthur would NEVER allow such a happy and frivolous painting in his own this information, I came to the conclusion that there was no way that this was the same home as the one behind the little door.
First, I needed to explore. I needed to learn what sort of lovely person inhabited this house..maybe a grown up me had inherited the house, and somehow I got to the future? Huh. It was a dream, after all. Though if I were a grown up I'd probably live in my own house, not this apartment.
I exited the parlor started down the hall, then stopped in my tracks. The pleasant odor of rump roast infiltrated my nostrils. Wow. Grown up me sure can cook.
"Helll-oooooo!" I spoke in a sing song voice as I skipped into the kitchen. i abruptly stopped when I saw whom was bending over the oven. "...Dad?" Yup. Dad numero uno's butt was sticking out at me. Gross. Dad stood up and turned around, with a bright smile on his face..except he wasn't dad.
"Amelia! You're home!" This..."dad" was not my dad. My dad had blond hair and green eyes, not melon colored hair and blue eyes. My dad didn't have freckles all over him and would never, never, EVER dream of wearing a sweater that shade of pink.
I began to back away from the strange man. "You're not my dad.." I hissed at him.
"Amelia, don't be silly! I'm your other dad." He said this as if it's common to have a strange man in your house, claiming to be your "other" dad.
"Um. No. You're not Francis, either."
"Not like that. I'm like Arthur...except...better."
I squint at him. Better? What was that supposed to mean?
"I..um. I think I should go now." I resumed backing up. The "Better Arthur" advanced forwards, coming closer to me and I suppressed the urge to kick him away.
"Amelia, love, you just got here! I know it's a lot to take in now, but I think you can stay for dinner. I made rump roast, your favorite..! Not to mention, we have cupcakes and ice cream for desert..!" "Better Arthur" sure does have a more pleasant voice to listen to than normal Arthur. Not as gruff. And if normal Arthur would have said something like that he probably would have yelled. Huh...I still didn't trust this dude. Not even if he was a "Better Arthur".
"Oh, I don't know.." Even though I didn't like this guy, I was never one to pass up free food. "But...uh..you did say rump roast, right?"
"Arthur" smiled and it looked pretty sincere. "Of course. Whatever you'd like."
I shuffled my feet and thought about the decision. The door would still be there after dinner..and like I said before, this was only a dream.
"I guess I can stay for a biiiiiiiit longer." I tried to sound as if staying were something horrifyingly painful. Arthur #2 was delighted.
"Go get your other other dad. He's in his study." Arthur's huge smile got even bigger.(It took me a minute to figure out what he meant by "other other" dad, but once I realized what he meant, I ran upstairs right away.)
"Um...Dad?" I pushed open the creaky door. "Uh...dad number 1 says it's time for dinner.." The man sitting at the piano didn't look like Francis, but I expected that. He had blond hair, but in a lighter shade. When he turned to face me, I noticed his eyes were a shocking shade of violet.
"Tell that whore I'll be down in a bit."
"Um. I'm not supposed to use that word."
"You are now."
((a/n:Sorry for ending this chapter abruptly, it was getting a bit long and I know my eyes start to hurt after reading a big long chapter. More to come soon! :) ))
