ME: I. AM. DONE! *falls out on beanbag chair*
Hikari: Z-z-z w-whut?
Dee & Dum: Wake up! Author-chan is done with the next chapter!
Hikari: Am I in this one? The last one was mostly about Kida and Blood.
ME: Yup. It's mostly you but it is split down the middle, though. Eventually, I'll have an all you chapter. The same with Kida. At least that's what I'm aiming for. All depends...
Elliot: Depends on what?
ME: How everything works out.
Elliot: …
Hikari: Speaking of which, where is Kida?
ME: I SAID NO SPOILERS! DEE! DUM! HIT IT!
Dee & Dum: HUZZAH! It's out turn now! MADNESSapple doesn't own anything, only the plot and the OCs. We still love her though!
ME: Awww...
And...ENJOY!
Chapter 7:
How do you handle the Twins and thenot-Rabbit?
HIKARI'S POV
"Go somewhere else!"
"Stop following us, bunny barf!"
"Bite me, maggots!"
I sighed as I half listened to Elliot and the twins as they bickered back and forth. Which consisted of a colorful language of curse words I had no idea existed. (Note to self: write down later)
I had left Kida, Alice, and Blood back at the tea party, and as of currently ambeing dragged along to see what this 'treasure' that the twins were talking about. Elliot, for some reason yet unknown, was tagging along, much to the twin's disdain. We walked down corridorafter corridor until I was sure we were lost in it's hugeness. Everything looked the same to me, what with it's top hat theme. Somewhere along the way I noticed my blood stained scarf was dragging against the floor behind me, so I untangled it from my belt loop and shoved it into my bag. Keeping up with it was tiring.
"Stop following us!"
"Shut the hell up, you twerps!"
Listening to those three was also tiring. As loud as they were, I was wondering why he various people that walked by us didn't even even giving us a second glance. I suppose that they were used to all the yelling between these three.
These people were...odd though. All the female wore the same uniform, as did the males. They almost all looked exactly the same, but certain things made each one an individual. When I looked closer at them, I found that...well to be blunt, they had no faces. I was so freaked that I literally stopped in the middle of the hallway, openly gaping at them. I really didn't mean to, and I swear to all things awesome that I wasn't trying to be rude! It's just...NO FACE! Oh. My. Effin. GAWD! I wasn't sure if I should be sorry for them or not! When the twins noticed what I was staring at, they laughed a little, saying that I was a 'Silly Onee-chan' pulling me along again. When I glanced at Elliot, hoping for an explanation and perhaps a little help, he blushed and turned his head away.
After some time, we ended up at a double door, one being red with black strips while the other was blue with black strips. I knew automatically that we had ended up at out destination, for obvious reasons. Once inside,I quickly appreciated the huge windows on the opposite side. It gave the room a natural light that made everything else simply glow. On either side of the door were these weird golden statues that were a strange mix of a bird and a snake. I gaped in pure awe at the multitude of weapons just scattered around on the floor and tables, picking up the light and sparkling. Some were layed on the couches, cutting into the blue and red cushions and pillows. I looked around and noticed that there were even knifes and guns scattered on the huge bed that was across the room, nearly situated underneath the windows so that there would be two on each side. The twins quickly rushed over and proceeded to just throw them in various glass cabinets scattered around the room. I watched as axes, long swords, katanas, and everything inbetween were quickly and efficiently put away, all the time wondering where on earth could you find so many...
"Onee-chan!" Dum yells as he dashes into another room, quickly catching my attention.
"Hmm?"
"Sit anywhere! We'll be right back with our treasure!", Dee says as he goes to run into the same room as his brother, before turning around again, "And make sure that suckface doesn't touch our stuff!"
I can practically hear Elliot grit his teeth, and I can't help butgiggle a little,"Alright. Take your time."
I walk over to the nearest couch, drop my bag beside it and plop myself down into it's blue fluffiness, slightly giggling when my butt sinks in a couple of inches. I take one of the many stripped pillows and put it in my lap with my arms around it in a hug style, a habit of mine since I was very small. I wait to feel another indention in the couch, only for no such thing. I look over at Elliot, who just leans against the door frame.
"Something wrong with sitting, dude?", I ask, starting to get a little peeved.
He blinks, "Huh? Oh...uh, no? Why?"
"Then don't just stand there." I pat a place beside me, "Sit! I won't bite."
He stares at me, like I had given him the most awful thing to do in his life, before sighing and plopping beside me, as far away as the small couch lets. That kinda nails it on the head for me, if you know what I mean. There is definitely something funny going on about Elliot. At first, I thought he was a pretty OK guy. He was nice, your typical dude who just so happens to have rabbit ears. (Defiantly normal, right?)But is seems to me that...well...he's avoiding me. When I tried to talk to him, he would ignore me and talk to someone else, and when I got close he would dodge me.I began to get verily pissed off. I mean, the guy doesn't like me, he could just say it instead of avoiding me like the plague...
"Look", I say sighing, causing him to look at me, "I know I can be a butt hole sometimes, and I'm sorry if I said or did something to offended you, but if you hate my ever-loving guts, just say it already. I'll understand. I'll be a little sad, but I'll be ok."
…
…
…
There's an awkward moment of silence after my blunt statement, and it takes him a moment to let it sink in before his ears stand straight.
"H-Hate you? I don't hate you. I just figured...you hated me. So I was trying to keep my distance..."
This strikes me as being rather odd.
Hate him?
"Why would I hate you? You haven't done anything to me."
He pauses, turning his face away. His ears fall flat on his head.
"...I-I shot you."
…
…
Is that what all this is about?
I cover my mouth to try and stifle my giggles, but it isn't enough as they seep through. He quickly turns to me.
"What's so funny?!" He yells, his face fact that he suddenly got so serious makes me burst into a fit of almost restrained laughter, my hand trying to cover it desperately. He grabs me by the shoulder and shakes me gently, but that only makes the giggles worse.
"I'm serious!" he yells, "Stop laughing!"
"T-that's what makes it so funny!" I titter.
"That doesn't change the fact that I hurt you! And Foreigners aren't replaceable, damnit!"
I haven't the foggiest on what he's going on about, but he continues raging at me, blaming himself for the wound on my side as he shakes me. It makes me laugh more, and that only makes him yell more, a seemingly unending cycle. After a minutes of giggles and shouts, it soon gets rather...well annoying. I mean, the only reason I got shot was because I was trespassing. And he was doing his job, so I don't see why he blames himself so. I quickly capture his face inbetween my palms, making him look straight at me.
"Look, it's ok!" I half yell, "It's just a scratch. Nothing to worry about.
"B-but..." his ears start to flatten
"NO BUTS!", I lightly smack his cheek, making him flinch a bit as his ears shoot upward. I grin, but it soon turns into a blush when I noticehow close I his face actually was to it was the fact that I was so embarrassed earlier, but now that I have the time to see him, Elliot actually has a nice face. Long, shoulder length orange hair that framed his face in waves, tickling the back of my hands. A strong chin and nose. Strong shoulders. Oh my gawd, is that a dimple? Cuuuuuute! And...
What's that?
His face lights up slightly as I staringat him. He tries to avoid my gaze as he clears his throat, "U-uh...What? Is there...uh...c-cake on my face or something?"
I laugh softly as I lean away, "Pfft...No. You just...look tired is all."
His eyes widen as they shoot to mine, holding them, "How can you tell?"
"Your eyes. They just...look tired...", I answer quickly as I loose myself in their strange color. They are violet, like amethysts, but in a certain light they almost look blue.I wonder..."Do you wear contacts?"
"Contacts? The hell is a 'contacts'?"
This time it's my turn to be confused. Who doesn't know what a contact is? I mean, people wear them all the time. I even have some...somewhere lost in the abyss of my side of the dorm, "You know, those things that people put in their eyes so they don't have to wear glasses."
He gasps, jerking away from my hands. His eyes widen and his ears stand on end, as if that is the most horrid thing ever he had ever heard of in his life, "People put things in their eyes?! That sounds worse than a bullet in the foot!"
I bend over, grasping my stomach in laughter,"Ahaha! Gawd...you say the silliest things. No, it's just that I've never seen eyes like yours 're really pretty."
He blushes before barking out, "I am a man! And men are not 'pretty'! We're handsome!"
I wave off his comment,"Ahahaha...suuuuuure."
We argue for some timeafter that last remark, but after we relaxed a little, we began to just chat about anything and everything. We would switch between topics from time to time, and sometimes we would have nothing to say at all, where we would sit in silence and wait for the other to start up another conversation. It was... nice. It really has been some time since I've actually enjoyed talking to someone like this. I usually talk with Kida all the time, but other than her, I really don't interact with people except when necessary. While we talked, I couldn't help but wonder what was taking Dee and Dum so long, and when I voiced this, Elliot explained that they had multiple storage rooms for their weapons, all connected to their room by their closet. He guessed they they were in one of those, still searching for their treasure. I was still stuck on the part about 'multiple store rooms for weapons.' I mean, how many can you effin have?
I noticed him yawn a couple of times through our conversations, so I promptly offered my lap for a first he protested profusely with a blushing face, but when I told him to think of it as repaying him for bandaging my dumb self up well...he couldn't exactly argue with that logic. Heplopped his head down and tried to get as comfortable as possible, which was a little difficult considering we hadn't taken into account Elliot's tallness and the lack of room on the small couch. In the end, one of his legs hung awkwardly over the arm while the other just hung off the side. His head simply rested on the pillow in my lap. At least his head and some of his shoulders.
"Hmmm...your very warm", he yawned again after he had settled. "And very kind..."
I blushed a little, "D-don't mention it."
He began to nod off a little, and unconsciously snuggled into my stomach while wrapping an arm around my waist. I blushed brightly and tried to loosen the death grip. After a couple of minutes of failing to dislodge him, I sighed and settled with brushing my fingers through his hair. It was soft and silky to the touch. When I gently scratched his scalp, the leg that was hanging over the couch let out a kick, and he let out a sort of grunt/purr. When I stopped, he would stop, and vise-verse. I noticed the closer I got to his ears, the finer his hair turned and the louder the purr went. When I finally got to them, he stiffened slightly. Cautious, I rubbed at them gently, being extra careful to that I don't pull at them. I think I've read somewhere that a rabbit's ears are extremely sensitive, so I don't want to just yank at them.I mean, what kind of person would do that? That's just cruel(1*).
Seeing this big kid of a man in such a relaxed state, laying in my lap, brought back memories of days laying under the oak tree at a familiar happy home with a pile of little nappy heads laying in my lap, each relaxing after devouring the huge picnic lunch our grandmother had made us, down to the last crumb.
My mind slowly starts to sinks into itself, as my own brand of darkness starts to eat at me. I put my palm over my heart.
'Eden...I hope yourok...I should hurry up and get home before-'
"Heeeeeeey!"
I jump, my eyes jerk upward to meet the somewhat angry eyes of the twins, their hands filled with various weapons like tomahawks and...oh fuck is that a grenade! The hell man?! Who give's kids grenades?! I stare blankly, completely dumbfounded.
"Gone for five minutes!" Dum starts
"And stupid-face steals Onee-chan for himself!" Dee finishes, as they both drop their things randomly on the floor.
'I so do not like where this is going'
"Shut the hell up, I'm sleeping here!" Elliot suddenly barks. I thought he had fallen asleep
"No fair, carrot-sucker! We wanna lay on Onee-chan's lap too!" Dee exclaims
Elliot snorts and tries to get as close to me as possible, "Tough balls, brats. I was here first, so piss off!"
"Scoot over!" Dum exclaims as he tries to dislodge Elliot from me.
"Hell no!"
The twins suddenly look livid as they both shout out, "STUPID CARROT-SUCKING RABBIT!"
And that is when all hell broke. I don't know how, and I don't know why, but I think something snapped inside of Elliot, because he suddenly jumps out of my lap and points his pistol at them.
"I'VE SAID IT A THOUSAND TIMES AND I'LL SAY IT FUCKING AGAIN! I'M NOT A DAMN RABBIT, YOU MISERABLE LITTLE ASSES!"
…
wait whuh?
"AND I DON'T LIKE CARROTS! I LIKE CARROT DISHES! THERE'S A DAMN DIFFERENCE, SO GET IT STRAIGHT!"
I blink.
and stare
and stare some more.
"Uh...Elliot?", I asked confusedly as I got up from the couch and walked in between them, so that an all out war doesn't occur. I push his pistol toward the floor. If his finger trips, he'll just damage the carpet, "Calm down, guy. Now, It might just be me, or it might be the fact that you have those ears. But I got the impression that you WERE a rabbit."
"I'm not a damn rabbit!", he gives me a look like he's begging for me to understand his plight and take his side, "IMMA DOG!"
Unable to comprehend this, the only thing that leaves my mouth is, "Dog?"
"That's right!", he suddenly puffs his chest out and puts his fists to his hips, like he was oh so very proud of this fact, "I'm a guard dog! Blood's guard dog! And damn fine at doing it!"
...
...That's it
I'm through
It's just...to much!
I abruptly bend over and clinch my stomach as my sides start to uncontrollably shake. Suddenly worried, the twins and Elliot start to crowd around me, trying to help me in any way possible. But I'm not in any pain...oh no. Unable to hold it in any longer, I burst, erupting in laughter enough for ten people.
"AHAHAHAHA!"
HE'S IN DENIAL! THAT'S ADORABLE AS FUCK MAN!
My feet buckle as I laugh my lungs out. Trying to save myself from falling on my butt, I automatically grasp hold of the closest thing possible, that being Elliot's scarf. Bad idea. I fall, bringing him down with me. I suppose he got the same idea as I did, because soon the twins tumble like dominoes beside the both of us. We all hit the floor with a thump and some audible groans, but that doesn't stop my uncontrollable giggles as I roll over to my side, clinching my belly. I look over at Elliot, who is sitting indian style to my left, rubbing his side
"Elliot. You sir, are a riot!" I say as I gasp for air.
He looks over at me, "W-what? But...I didn't do anything."
My giggles start up again. He's seriously got no clue what-so-ever. I lightly grasp his sleeve as my body hunches over in titters. H-he's a rabbit. Everything about him screams RABBIT, from his long ears to his like of carrots. Excuse me, I mean carrot DISHES...Pffft Hahaha! And yet he rejects it with the utmost passion that I've never seen from anyone before. That's just fucking hilarious for some reason.
I jump, making a high hic-up/squeak/giggle in the back of my throat when I feel a set of arms slide past my ticklish sides and wrap themselves around my midsection, right under my breasts. Quickly knocked out of my laughing spree, I turn to punch the crap out of whoever it was, only to find a pout faced Dee as he rests his chin on my left shoulder
"Onee-chan! You're doing it again! You're ignoring us!" he exclaims
"Look! Look at this! Isn't this cool?", Dum exclaims, ruby eyes wide in delight as he picks up a knife on the floor from the pile that they had dropped earlier. He holds it in front of me, and I can't help but gasp at it's simple beauty, gently grasping it in my hands. It's hilt was intricately designed with different types of flowers and vines, and there were even drawings in the blade itself. I smile and nod, afraid that if I open my mouth my laughter would start up again. They smile in pure glee and start showing me all sorts of different things. Axes with lettering engraved into the blade. Swords as tall as I am. The list went on and on, and I made sure to 'Ohhh' and 'Ahhh' in all the right places. Which was easy, considering that their collection was quiet impressive. I don't really approve of children having blunt objects, but I have to admit that they had some serious goods. Unfortunately, Elliot wasn't liking the fact that I had given all my attention to the twins.
"Fine! You little snots can show her your kiddy shit weapons.", he exclaims abruptly as he plops his head right smack dab in my lap, making me jump and blush. His arms then snakes around my waist, "I'm taking a damn nap!"
"Shut up, stupid rabbit! No one gives a fart about what you do!" Dee yells as his arm tightens around my middle. His brother puts down their latest toy to sling his arms around my neck.
"Onee-chan is ours! So go suck on a carrot!"
"Fuck off! I'm trying to sleep!"
And here we go again. Can they not be in the same room together without starting something? The twins tug at me, trying to pull me as far away from Elliot as possible. Elliot, on the other hand, had a vise grip on my waist and was not letting go any time soon. Annoyed and a tad sore, I decided to put an end to their squabbling once and for all. I reach for my bag, dig through it and find my stash of tootsie pops. The big ones, courtesy of Kida. Grabbing four random ones, (which just so happened to be an orange, cherry, blueberry, and chocolate) I unwrap them and take a big breath, preparing myself.
"BOYS! STAHP IT!" I yell as I plopped one in each of their open mouths, effectively shutting them up. They all look at me, a mix of surprise and curiosity on their face as they hesitantly suck on them. I'm guessing that they take a liking to them, because they hum in delight. I sigh at their simpleness.
"There's enough of me to go around, so just chill out already. We'll do it like this."
I fish out my forgotten scarf. After folding it up into a pillow shape, I lifted Elliot's head up and put it underneath it
"Elliot, why don't you just rest, ok?"
He simply nods, his eyes not leaving my face. I turn toward the twins, almost poking myself in the eye from the sticks in their mouth
"Dee? Dum? Could you show me some more of your weapons. I wouldn't mind seeing something in the gun variety, if that's ok with you."
They look at each other, eyes wide like I had said something they didn't expect, before Dum scrambles over to the pile and starts pulling out various styles of pistols and hand guns. It looks like I hit the jackpot with them as they enthusiastically show me gun after gun, talking about how they had acquired each and everyone of them, along with the make and model of each. Some tales were as simple as them buying it at the story while others were gruesome and bloody. As I listen, I start absentmindedly playing with Elliot's hair and ears again, which twitch back and forth to each noise that the twins make. I feel a sense of accomplishment in my as I realize that I had finally gotten them settled down. And all it took was scolding and candy. It was just like my brothers...
My chest squeezes unpleasantly as a heaviness eclipses my heart. The sound of Dee and Dum's cheerful voices dim slightly.
'Guys...please be ok...'
Dee and Dum are so in to their explanation that they don't notice my sudden change in mood. I forcefully pull myself out of my rut, plastering a half fake smile on my face. We were almost down to the last couple of guns in their stack when my ears suddenly picked up the distinct 'chick-click' of expensive shoes coming down the hallway. And they were getting louder. And...closer?
"What's that sound", I ask suddenly, making the twins pause,"...it sounds like someone running"
Elliot just hums as I absentmindedly rub a particularly nice spot along his velvet ears, "I've heard it for a while now. Don't worry, it's just-"
At that moment, the door is opened to reveal the Hatter himself, as he fiddled with a strangely familiar object in his hand, moving his finger back and forth across it and tapping at it. He only looks up for a moment, his eyes widening slightly at our predicament
"Oh-ho?", he smirks "It's barely been a whole time period and already you have all my subordinates wrapped around your little finger. You even got them to stay still while in the same room. What a gift you have, young miss."
I sigh and shrug my shoulder, "Technically, it's my waist, but sure, whatev's man."
Helaugh softlyas he goes back to the object in his hand...wait a minute..
"What are you doing with Kida's phone?", I ask, more than a little confused. She never leaves to go anywhere without her phone. It has all her jams on it, "And where's Alice?"
"Alice left for some important business." he starts as he messed with it some more, "The other young miss is-"
"BLOOD DUPRE!" came a distinct screech from in the hallway
"-right behind me, in fact. Hello, young miss. It's about time you joined us."
KIDA'S POV
SLOW.
THE.
FUDGE.
DOWN!
GAWD!
I chased after Blood like my life depended on it, which basically it did. And why was I chasing after Blood of all people? Because he's got my phone, that's why! And he's playing with it like a two-year-old! All of my important things are on that phone. My contacts. My due dates for my projects. All of my favorite games. And most importantly, MY MUSIC! I absolutely, positively can't live without my music! And here he was, tapping blindly at it like a woodpecker trying to get food from a tree.
Absolutely unacceptable!
But how in the world is he walking like that?! What is he, a speed walker or something? It seems like I would get almost close to catching him, but once I circled that next corner, he was at the next one. I followed him blindly, determined catch that crazy madman. As the next corner comes up, I quickly turn it and find Blood standing in a lit up doorway without a bead of sweat on his skin, my precious baby in the palm of his hands
"BLOOD DUPRE!" I scream as I dash toward him
"-right behind me, in fact.", he finishes to some unknown person as he turns toward me "Hello, young miss. It's about time you joined us."
"Give *pant* me*pant*my*pant*PHONE!" I heave as I lean on the doorframe, hanging my head down in a desperate attempt to catch my breath, "And what do you mean by 'us' exactly?!"
"See for yourself. I believe your friend has made herself quite comfortable"
After a minute or so of thoroughly enjoying the great gift of air, I raised my head up and came to see the most ridiculous (up to date) sight in all my life.
There sits Hikari in a indian style in the middle of what I can guess is a bedroom of some sorts, whose I have no idea. In her lap was an orange mop of finger teased hair and pair of fuzzy bunny ears that I soon recognized as that rabbit guy, Elliot, who has a death grip around her waist as he rests his head on her scarf. One of the twins had one of his arms wrapped around her midsection while holding a surprisingly dangerous object in his hand that probably shouldn't be in the hands of a child his age. The other was in a similar position, except his arm was hung around her shoulder. And to top it all off with a freaking cherry, they each had a sucker stick hanging in their mouths. It was almost cute, how much they looked just like a pile of puppies, but the fact that everyone in it was either a teen or older, made it look...well...I'll leave it at that and let the imagination rainbows flow.
"Oh, hey Blood." Elliot exclaims as he stands up and dusts himself off, "You need something?"
The twins cling ever more to my friend and simultaneously yell, "Hi Boss!"
"Sup, Kida.", Hikari smiles as she cocks an eyebrow at me
...
Is that all they haveto say?!
"H-hikari? W-what exactly are you doing?"
Her head tilts to the side a little and gives me a look, "Uh...well I'm definitely NOT running marathons down the hallway."
"No...I mean...GAH! How did this happen?!" I gesture toward her and her little hug party.
"Oh. Elliot looked tired so I let him use my lap as a pillow so he can catch some Z's. And the twins were showing me their weapon's collection. You should totally check it out, it is BA-NAH-NAHS AWESOME! And...uh..they wouldn't stop arguing, so I gave them a lolly." she exclaims as if that rationalizes everything.
I sigh, all the air leaving my body. I can never understand how she takes things so easily. Here she is with three men clinging to her hip and all she does is give them candy and pat their head. And might I add that these guys are in the mob, with axes and guns and god knows what other kind of weapon on them. How is she so...placid? How? Being with Blood was enough to make me nervous as hell and spike my blood pressure(2*). How is she so used to this?
...the world may never know(3*)
"You know what? I don't care anymore. I really don't.", I moan, exhausted both mentally and physically. Now, back to more important matters. I snatch my phone out of Blood's hands. He turns to me and starts to give me one of his smirks, but I give him one of my kill-bird-in-mid-flight glares, causing his eyes to widen slightly
MINE.
"Hikari, We're leaving. NOW." I growl out. I ignore her saddened Awww and turn to make a quick escape, only to have my elbow grabbed firmly.
"That would not be wise, young lady. It is dangerous outside." Blood says
I yank my arm out of his grasp, "I think it's more dangerous in here with you. Hikari, come on!"
I try again to get the hell out of there as fast as possible, only be halted once again.
"Kida, I think you should listen to Blood.", Hikari states in a scolding manner as she stands, the twins never once letting her go, "I mean, look out the window. I might not be the sharpest knife, but I'm not going out in that."
A little more than miffed as to why we hadn't left thirty seconds ago, I do so only to be surprised at the fact that it was already night. When had it changed? Was I so busy trying to get my Precious back that I hadn't noticed? Did Blood do this on purpose? I really want to blame him, but all evidence proved negative.
Why me?
"You may stay the night. I insist.", Blood says simply. I stiffen up when I feel a hot breath on the side of my neck and gloved fingers comb their way through my short hair. Thoroughly spooked, I practically teleport away from him and hide behind Hikari, the hairs on the back of my neck standing straight up. She gives me a confused look and turns to my tormentor.
"Hmmm...are you sure that would be alright. We don't want to impose or anything."
"Nonsense. What kind of host would I be if I didn't have suitable rooms ready for guests.", he claps his hands together three times, and suddenly there are two Faceless woman standing behind him
He points at the twins, "You two have neglected you're duty long enough. Back to the gate, the both of you." he taps his cane on the floor with a sound crack "Before I dock your pay again."
They look up at my friend with the saddest, most grief stricken faces that could make even the most hardened man shed a tear, begging her to do something.
"You heard him." she states steadfastly "Back to work, OK?"
Tears begin to fill their childish eyes
"B-but..."
"O-onee-chan *sniffle*"
Even my eyes water at their piteous states. Please don't cry! Gawd! I want to hug them!
She sighs and wraps their arms around them and hugs them, "I'll be here when you finish, don't worry. So you two work hard, cause you're big boys with important jobs! And when you get done, I'll play any game you like. I'll even share some of my sweets with you, but only if your especially good and listen to your Boss, OK."
"You promise?" they say at the same time.
She smiles warmly at them, "Pinky promise. Now, move along."
They are quick to unlatch themselves as they rush past Blood and Elliot, yelling at each other as they dash down the hallway.
"Ok, let's go Brother!"
"Yeah, let's get done soon so we can play!"
And that was it. It was so simple. I look toward my friend, surprised at her ability to subdue them. I had no idea she was so good with children. It was almost as if she was a mother herself. I, personally, don't really know how to respond around them, and they easily annoy me. It's not as if I hate them, no. I like kids. I'mjust...well...not good with them? I look over to my friend, only to find a strange sadness in her eyes that I had never seen in them before.
Was something wrong?
"You seem to have a lot of practice with children, young miss." Blood says as he stares at her for a moment, an unreadable look on his face.
She looks off, gazing absently out the window into the night, "You could say that."
It's silent for a moment before he turns toward his second in command
"Elliot.", the rabbit-man stands straight like a soldier when he is called, "We must depart. I apologize, young ladies, but unfortunately we have some things to two, escort the young ladies to their rooms. You know which ones."
"Yes'sir! This way please!" The maids exclaim a little too enthusiastically for my taste. They come over to use and grasp our hands, gently guiding us out of the room and into the hall.
"One more thing." Blood says before we leave, causing both of use to turn toward then bends over and pecks me on the cheek, right in front of everyone.
"Until morning then.", he whispers as he turns to walk away, Elliot following faithfully behind him. I stand there, frozen and freaked out and all sorts of other feelings that my brain refused to come up with because it is temporarily fried to a crisp. My friend stares at me, her eyes wide, in focus straightforward at me, and as dinner plates while her mouth hang gaping open.
Oh crap
This is not going to end well.
ME: Oh no! What's in store for Kida? Check it out on my next update! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I worked all weekend on it.
A couple of side notes for the *'s you see throughout the story:
1* - And somewhere in Wonderland, Alice sneezes.
2* - that pun was not intended. It just happened that way
3* - that pun WAS. For those of you who don't quite understand, It was going back to the fact that they were eating Tootsie Pops. There's a commercial that says "How many licks to the inside of a Tootsie Pop? The world may never know."
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