Here is chapter 3 of "A New City" I plan to update this story once a week from now on. I hope you guys enjoy. As always, drop a review and God Bless!
CHAPTER 3: DARK SIDE OF THE MOON
I awoke to the delightful smell of pancakes coming from the kitchen.
"Mom's making pancakes today! Yes!" I said jumping out of bed.
I ran into the kitchen to find Nick and I almost shrieked. I forgot about yesterday's events.
"Morning Richie," Nick said to me.
"Morning," I sighed.
"Something wrong?"
"I just miss my mom…."
"Hey, don't worry buddy, we'll find your mom," Nick said as he walked over and placed a hand on my shoulder.
I forced a smile at him and he went back to making his pancakes.
"Here you go," he said while reaching me a couple, "These will cheer you up."
They tasted exactly like my mom's pancakes. The mere thought of my mom made a tear sting my eye and apparently Nick noticed because he came over and embraced me. I lost it and began to sob into his shirt. After he let go, I saw my tears and snot all over his police shirt.
"Sorry," I sniffed.
"It's fine, I just have to change now," Nick chuckled as he walked to his bedroom to change his shirt.
He walked back out with a new shirt and fifty bucks. He handed me the money.
"That's for the stereo. Buy whatever you need to fix it at the 'Shack-O-Radios' a few blocks down. There's food in the kitchen so eat whatever you like. I have to go, but I'll be back around five," Nick said.
"Thanks," I said and Nick left.
I sat around his apartment and watched TV until noon. I decided to go to the parts store to buy the capacitors. I grabbed the money and walked out of the building and went down a few blocks until I found the "Shack-O-Radios" and walked inside. I walked in and an employee greeted me.
"Welcome to 'Shack-O-Radios'! Can I help you?" she said.
"Yeah, I'm looking for capacitors," I said.
"Aisle five," she said.
"Thanks," I said.
I found the part and then I bought a soldering iron, some solder, and a bottle of grease. I paid for my items and walked back to Nick's apartment. I found a screwdriver and removed the back of the stereo. I removed the amplifier and took it to the table and plugged in the soldering iron. I replaced the capacitor and hooked everything back up. I turned the stereo on and rubbed my finger against the record player needle, sound came from it. I greased the record player so it would run smoothly and re-assembled everything. I looked for a record to play, but Nick had apparently put them up somewhere. So, I plundered around his apartment until I found them stuck in the top of a closet. I pulled the box down and thumbed through them. Most of them were artists I've never heard of, but then I stumbled upon something. A black album cover with a prism.
"No. Way…" I muttered.
I pulled the record out of it's sleeve and read the label. It said "Pink Floyd Dark Side Of The Moon". It was an album from my world! I rushed over to the record player and placed the record on it. The sound of the album came through the speakers perfectly, much to my relief. To be completely honest, I was more glad to hear the Pink Floyd album because Pink Floyd is from my world and Nick had to get it from somewhere. I would most certainly be asking him about it.
(Time Skip To When Nick Arrives Home From Work)
Nick walked through the door of his apartment. As soon as he walked in I pushed the start button on the stereo. When Nick heard it, his eyes lit up like the sky. He rushed over to it and touched it to make sure it was real. I could have swore that I saw a tear in Nick's eye.
"Nick, are you crying?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm just so happy that you fixed this. It means a lot being my mother's and all," Nick said.
"It was easy, plus it gave me something to do today," I said.
"Thank you Richie," Nick said.
"I have a question."
"What's that?"
"Where did you get this album?"
I gave the Pink Floyd album to Nick.
"All the records were my mother's. She done a lot of traveling before I was born and I guess she got it on one of her trips," Nick said.
"This album is from my world!" I told Nick.
"What?"
"This was recorded at Abbey Road Studio in the United Kingdom. Have you every heard of the United Kingdom?"
"I can't say that I have."
"There's your proof that I'm not from here."
"Okay, I need to call Judy."