Chapter 4

~Few days later~

(Kimmy's POV)

I turn over in my sleep. I had broken my promise I made the other day. My eyes pop open when I hear my Scare cell ring. I sit up straight away and answer it.

"Hello?" It was the frealing nurse. How the heck did she get my number anyway?

"Yes. Kimmy?"

"Yeah. That's my name. Don' wear it out"

"I'm happy to inform you that your uncles are awake and should be comeing home tomarrow."

"Thank you for the news."

"you're very welcome. Goodbye."

"Bye." As soon as she hangs up I lay my phone on the table and do one thing I hadn't done since I died. I remove my legs put from under my sheets and jump on the bed doing a series of joyfull screams and shirks. Hey it wasn't normal for me but who could blame me. My uncles were comeing home. I stop when I hear Casper call me.

"I'm comeing." I float downstairs to find a social worker. "Can I help ya?"

She smiled a smile that made Casper grab my hand. "Yes. I'm from "Underworld children protection agency. Are you two familer with it?"

Csper nods: "Yes. you come to talk to our uncles once a month."

I smile a fake sweet smile. "Well, nice ta see ya. Bye!" I begin to shut the door but she blocks it with her foot.

"Oh=no sweetheart. I'm here to pick up you and your brother.

Casper and I look at each other and yell in unision. "WHAT?!?!?!" If our uncles were there I'm sure one of them would've yelled "jinx! "I wanted to yell but couldn't. My mouth suddenly felt dry.

I began to shake my head and I'm getting ready to yell at her but my brother beats me. "NO! NO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT YOU FUCKING JERK!" I look at my little brother. Did I hear what I think I heard. Did my normally friendly brother just yell at soemone. And did he curse?

The social worker is still smileing "i'm sorry but it's orders. Now could you please go get your things?"

I'm take Casper's arm. I want to argue but what's the point. I couldn't do my Bambi eyes either. They work sometime on my uncles but they probaly wouldn't work on her. I lead him upstairs, take him into his room.

"Come on, bor. Pack up your things." He looks at me. His violet eyes are-are they burning with anger?

"Kimmy. You know she can't do this."

I have to keep my voice low. I can't make clear we're argueing. Not while a social worker is her. "You know that, and I know the. But does SHE know that?" He sighs, I roll my eyes. "Look,she's probaly gonnel eave a note, and there's probaly gonna be a battle. You can never seperate family. I'll see you downstairs." I lfoat into my room and grab my suitcase that looks like a backpack. That's when I get an idea. I float back to Caspers room to find him tearfully putting things in a suitcae. I shove him out of the way and begin removeing things ,then I float to his closet. I look through it and pull out some clothes that have tears and irps inthem. I toss them to him. "Put those in there."

He looks at me. "Ehy?"

I smile my michiveous smile. "Look, odds are, we're gonna be at a different home for awhile. Well if they bring our uncles they're. We can put on our ripped clothes to make it look like we're being abused and I"m gonna kinda of eat chocolotte."

Casper looks at me shocked. "But you're allergic."

I nod. "Yeah. And who are the only people besides you and me who knows what to do when I'm haveing a reaction?"

Casper eyes widen knownly . "OH!" I nod and flaot back to my room and search my closet. "I pull out a ripped shirt,ripped skirt, and some worn out sneakers. I put them in there and pull open my dresser drawer and search it. Oddly there was a bar of chcocolotte. I clasp it to my chest "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I put it in my suitcase and snap it shut. I float out my room and meet up with Casper.

"Ready?" He nods and I grip his hand and lead him back down. The social worker sighs. "Took ya long enough." She leads out. Casper and I stop and look at our house. We didn't want to mouth goodbye, instead we called again in unision. 'Love you!" and float off.

~That night~ (third perosn POV)

Kimmy floated outside to find her little brother sitting on a porch swing of their "new more proper" home. "Hey ya ok, Mr. I-never-mean, ta-scare-anyone?" He looked at her. His violet eyes brimming with tears. "Do ya think our uncles really loved us? I mean why couldn't we get along " She sat down next to her brother. 'Of course. Coem one. Ya wann sleep with me tanight.? He nodded and followed his sister to her room. There he layed next to her on the bed. For some reason, Kimmy's arm reached out and pulled Casper closer to her. She shut her eyes. She heard two voices inside. One telling her that her plan was most defenitly gonna work. Anonther saying it wasn't.

Hmmm. Will Kimmy's plan work or not. We shall see. And I wonder how the chcolotte got there. Hmm Fatso maybe.

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