Black Kitten Chara: Sorry for not updating this sooner. I keep trying to remember to do so, but I am either to forgetful or too lazy.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hollow Fields!
Katie lead me into town right when people were getting off from work and gave me a goofy smile. "This will be so fun! Right?"
I sighed as I tried to remember why I had that stringer taken out. Oh right, I wanted to live when I wanted to go home with my family and not stay at that school forever. Stupid reason compared to right now.
"Yeah sure. What do you need anyways?" I asked as I took her hand.
"A few gears of diffferent sizes, some oil, a couple of wires, nuts and bolts, and a steam-powered engine that can jump-start a 2X4 meachism with an eletrical wiring system." Katie said like a mature adult.
"Okay, how about this. You stay far away from everything while I get the items you need." I told her as I checked her list with my photographic mind. "The last thing I need is to buy a stuffed animal because you spilled something on it or you tore its head off."
Katie poked her lower lip out and said, "Who do you think I am? A brat?"
"I am still working on that question." I snapped back and entered a small depot store near the school. I let go of Katie's hand and shot her a glare like Touch anything and I will murder you this time.
Katie stuck her tounge out and began looking around. I sighed once again and pretened to shot myself as someone caught my attention.
"Claude? Claude McGinty?" A young girl asked from behind the desk. I turned around and almost fell on my face if it wasn't for the fact that girl had her phone out.
"Oh, Francine! I didn't know you were still in Nullsville." I covered quickly, but not enough to cover my shock and surprise.
"Well, my parents didn't think it was wise for me to leave since I do have some friends back at Hollow Fields. But I do make a living by working for Bleak and here." Francine smirked as she dropped her phone.
Francine Steinwald was a girl in my grade who had her soul taken out by the school's old headmitress, Miss Weaver. But in a few years, her and some other students like my sister were back to their normal states. Nobody had any real mental problems, but a few had minor problems with their looks like different-colored eyes or something like that.
Francine wans't too bad of a girl anyways. She was probably that only girl I couldn't yell back in fifth grade because she was always sweet, helpful, and cheerful. She has shoulder-length light brown hair in pigtails, light brown eyes, and fair skin. Add that with her being somewhat short and skinny, and you would have thought she was your little sister.
"You work for Bleak?" I asked.
"Yeah. He isn't too bad of a employer because all I really do is sort through papers and clean his office." Francine said with a cheerful smile.
I walked over to the desk and smiled back. "Well, where do you go to school now? I know my parents are still making Meg go to Hollow Fields, and I would have thought the other parents would too."
"My parents along with a few others thought it was silly for us to go back if we didn't want to. But my parents and Simon's parents are letting us stay in Nullsvile while we go to a different private school." Francine said.
"Simon goes to the private school here?" I asked in more confusion. Francine nodded her head and smiled.
Simon Belljoy was Lucy's first friend at Hollow Fields and the one who saved us from the windmill a few years back. Truth be told, I thought he was dead because nobody could find him.
"Yeah. Bleak found his memory capsule then his body and fix him right up. He goes to Saint Micheal's with me now, which is okay since we get along pretty well." Francine chattered on like I wasn't busy.
"That's great. But can I ask you where some items are at?" I said to avoid more talking with Francine. She was a great girl and all, but she talked too much for her own good sometimes.
"Sure!" Francine said and I gave her the list Katie gave me just a few minutes ago. She wrote it all down and looke at it for a second before she said, "Let me go to the back. I think we have some of the better stuff there."
I nodded my head and she went to the back. I looked over my shoudler and noticed Katie as gone from the aisle I last saw her in. "Katie?"
No answer. "Katie? Where are you?" I called again as I began looking down each aisle for her. "Katie, this isn't funny! Come out already!"
I heard some giggling from the very back of the store and I began walking towards it. If she broke anything, I will end up taking her to a mental home before getting her back to the future.
"Katherine Alana McGinty! Come out here right now!" I yelled, trying to sound like an angry father would sound like. My dad wasn't around much for me, so it was kind of hard to image what an angry father would sound like to me.
More giggling came as Katie came out with a very different look on her. She had this crazy look in her eyes and around her mouth was this white, crystal-like stuff. "Katie? What did you get into?" I asked in a worried tone.
"SUGAR! A WHOLE BAG RIGHT THERE AND I ATE IT ALL!" Katie yelled as she finally started to sound like a normal seven-year-old. Too bad it was the hyper, drive-you-insane seven-year-old she became.
I began to think of twenty different ways to get her un-hyper right when Francine yelled, "Hey, Claude! I found some good stuff for you!"
I sighed as I took Katie's arm and walked over to Francine. "Here is everthing you asked for in a better style and much cheaper cost."
"How much?" I asked as I grabbed my wallet from my back pocket.
"Thirty dollars." Francine said. I gave her the money and took the items. I shoved them in my bag as Katie jumped on the desk and smiled at Francine.
"Who are you, cutie?" Francine asked in a sweet tone.
"DIDDLY-DEE, DIDDLY-DEE! HE CAME FROM THE SEA AND DIDN'T EAT ME! HE ATE ALL THE OTHERS, BUT HE DIDN'T EAT ME!" Katie yelled at the top of her lungs as she jumped off the desk and ran outside.
"Katherine!" I yelled angrily as I gave Francine a sorry look and ran outside.
I know for a fact that I am never this hyper when I eat anything sugary. But since Katie was seven and she acted more like an adult then a kid, maybe the sugar had a different affect on her. But that is stil no excuse to act like a brat.
I saw Katie stick her tounge at me from the end of the street before she ran at high-speed across the sidewalks. I sighed as I bolted after her and was able to catch her in my line of sight.
I was able to push pass a crowd and was close enough to Katie to grab her. But I didn't want to take the chance to grabbing her and someone pushing me so I would let go. I knew that I would have to get even closer.
"Katie! come back here right now!" I yelled again as I finally got her into a less-crowed neighborhood and caught her by the arm.
She turned around and frowned at me like a sad clown. "No fair! You cheated!" She yelled liek I had cheated her out of getting a toy. "You cheater! You are a cheater! Cheater, cheater, pumpkin-eater!"
That is when I had enough. I took Katie and held her by her stomach. "I had enough of you! You better stay quiet or else I will tear your throat out!"
"You shouldn't had let me eat sugar then!" Katie said as she stuck her tounge out at me. Even when she is hyper, she still acts like a litte smart-aleck.
"You better shut up! You are a rude little girl and you better be happy that I don't give you a good lashing right here and now!" I said. I swear I could feel my blood vein plusing through my forehead at this point.
"Well, you should have known better than-" Katie was cut off when a storke of lightning hit and she yelped.
I looked at the sky and saw that the pretty blue it was eariler had changed into a dark grey. The air felt colder than it usual does and I felt one raindrop hit my face. "Great. It's raining." I complained.
I looked around at the houses we stopped at and prayed that someone would see us and open their doors for us. But the neighborhood we were gave off the vibe that if you didn't have a milion bucks stowed away in your pockets, then you weren't welcome here.
Well, except for one.
Right when I was about to turn around with Katie in my arms, one door opened up and I heard someone say, "Claude? Katie? What are you doing in the rain?"
I turned around in surprise and saw Lucy at the doorway of one house. She must have forgot about getting her project or something because she was already in a pink tee and plaid sleep pants. She held a coffee mug and had a surprised look on her face.
I looked at Katie and frowned. "Let us in and I will tell you why."