Today I just wrote down whatever came to me during the random parts. Please enjoy.


Angela's POV

It was nice of Chase to try and cheer me up with fake threats to harm Kevin.

But it still didn't change the fact that Kevin was still coming to see me. Why does he want to come?

For most of the days before Sunday (Monday is when Kevin would be coming) I spent most of my time contemplating what I would say to him. What his presence was to me was a mystery to me.

When we had gotten into that fight at school, I had bitter, venomous thoughts about him. Only my bad memories of him had surfaced up at that time. The memories of the verbal abuse was almost as hurtful as being pierced with a thousand needles.

Kevin and I still had some... not so hate filled memories. Like the times we would watch our favorite movies together, or the time we were in perfect synchronization about telling a teacher about a ridiculous story. It just seemed that bad memories outnumbered the good because they ran deeper.

In reality, I imagined it as Newtons third law. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. So if I put both actions on the same side, that would equal zero, right?

If that is how I felt about my brother, then he means nothing to me. Kevin may share the flesh and blood of our parents, but we most certainly didn't act it. People could see our physical features were similar, but they wouldn't be able to see that we didn't care for each other.

Oh well, our loss.


Chase's POV

"HI HI!!!!" Angela chirped as she paraded through the door of the Inn.

Both Cathy and I looked up at each other. I couldn't quite feel my facial expression, but Cathy's was of concern. Angela must have lost her mind, her brother was coming to the island tomorrow.

"Uh, Ange, honey? Are you feeling alright?" Cathy asked, giving me a slight glare before turning her eyes back over to Angela with concern.

Now, you might be curious as to why Cathy gave me the death glare. It's because last week, when I had gone to make some jokes about Angela's brother dying Cathy reprimanded me in the most cruelest of ways. She made me do all the dishes by myself, including the drying part! As of now I am still a little scared of what Cathy will do if I joke with Angela in that way again.

"Never better, Cathy my dear!" said Angela, anymore cheerful and she would begin to sound like Maya.

Now it was my turn to say something, "How come you're all chipper? Weren't you all depressed this whole week about Kevin coming?" I cocked my head to the side, thoroughly confused.

"Yeah," Angela said, finally with a small bit of melancholy in her voice, "But I finally figured out what I'll say to Kevin when he asks to talk with me." And that bit of melancholy now disappeared.

"And what would that be?" asked Yolanda, who had just arrived with Maya in tow. Maya had run off to eat one of the cakes we had made earlier that day, Yolanda had gone to scold her once again.

"It's a surprise." said Angela, "You will learn of it when the time comes. Right now I would like to get some cheese cake please!"

What?!? If I could cock my head to the side any more, it would be upside down.

I looked around, everyone was stunned at how Angela had become so happy. Everyone on the island knew how she was so depressed about her brother coming, even when she closed herself off from everyone except her animals and crops.

"Um," if she was gonna talk nonsense, then I would help her make it into sense, "what flavor?"

She thought quietly for a second, "Normally I would say marble, but since Kevin will be coming, and he prefers the raspberry swirl, how 'bout just plain old New York?"

"Sure..." I said. I made the cheesecake and was told by the now possibly insane Angela that she would have it tomorrow.

I really hope she isn't looney.

Angela's POV

Today, was the day that Kevin would be coming to Waffle Island. My home for the past year or so.

Today, was the day that I would give Kevin the cold hard truth.

Yesterday was kinda random for me. I bought the cheesecake as a peace offering before we talked, but I had done so with a grand smile on my face full of determination. Let all of Waffle Town think that I'm crazy for that day, that day let me release so much stress of those years of hate.

I tended to my crops, they would soon wither with the end of summer. Next came my animals.

I had added on another animal to my list, a baby ostrich. The ostrich, due to its cute but ugly looks, I named her Duckling, like the ugly duckling.

Duckling was much nicer than the chickens, and since she can lay eggs just like chickens can. I killed two birds with one stone!

No pun intended with that last comment.

After ringing the bell to the barn my animals filed out of the doors to the pasture. I brushed, I milked, I sheared, and I talked to all my animals. My animals had been my support for the last few days. I would talk to them and they would listen. That is what I needed, someone to listen to my problems so that I could figure out on my own what I needed to do.

As I walked away from my animals that were enjoying the rays of sunlight I saw two figures making their way to my house. One from the Ganache Mine District, the other from Maple Lake District. I stopped in my path, waiting for the people to come to me.

I recognized the two people that had come to me as soon as I could make out their features. Chase and Luke!

"Hiya Angie!" Luke waved ecstatically, "We gonna beat your brothers ass today?"

"No, Luke, we will not be doing any of that." I chuckled at his enthusiasm.

"Hi Angela, are you ready?" Chase asked with his usual solemness. Amazing how different the two are.

What was more amazing was that neither Cathy or Renee came. Maybe they sent Chase and Luke in their place.

I looked at both my friends faces and saw that they were shooting daggers at each other. I paid no mind to that and grabbed them both by the hand and dragged them both to the docks.

Chase's POV

When I got to where Angela was at, I saw Luke already there talking to her.

"No, Luke, we will not be doing any of that." Angela said lightheartedly. Her voice warmed my heart. I had missed it and it took me right till now to realize that her voice was a ray of sunshine on any cloudy day for me. Yet seeing her standing with Luke made me feel a bit jealous.

"Hi Angela," I began, while I had made the cheesecake she had mentioned something about not wanting to go alone so I came here, not expecting Luke to be here as well, "are you ready?"

She seemed to be thinking something over so I decided to look around. When my eyes passed over Luke, I noticed he was giving me the death glare.

Why does everyone give me the death glare? I thought to myself.

I gave him the evil eye as well, and from his momentary look of shock on his face, it must have been quite scary.

We kept our glaring match up until Angela grabbed us both and lead us to the dock.

Sometime along our journey to the dock she let go of Luke's hand, but not mine. Luke hardened his look on me, but I was enjoying this strange sense of euphoria about holding Angela's hand and being subconsciously chosen over Luke by Angela.

After feeling the wrath of Luke's angry stare for few minutes, we arrived at the dock. Angela still hadn't let go of my hand, making me blush a little because we were now standing still looking across the ocean.

The only way that could be cheesier is if it was at sunset and we weren't waiting for her abusive brother.

Pascal's boat could be seen in the distance. The figure standing on the bow of the boat must be Kevin. Angela squeezed my hand slightly, I looked over at her and saw her worried face, she was biting her lip.

"Bite any harder and your lip will bleed." I said leaning in to say into her ear, "You ok? You can go wait at the Inn and Luke and I will bring him there. Or hold off on seeing him till you feel like it and he can get a room at the Inn."

"Mmm mmm." She hummed shaking her head, "No, this needs to be settled now. Even if I don't want to see him, it will only post pone our meeting." then she looked up at me with a wide smile, but wet eyes, "Besides, he's here to see me, why make him stay longer than everyone wants him to."

"Hello Angela," Came the most cold hearted voice from the end of the gang plank of the ship.

There stood Angela's brother, Kevin. He had the same brown hair and eyes as Angela, albeit a little darker. He wore a green shirt with a matching sweater tied around his neck. He had a black backpack over his shoulders. Kevin was about the same height as Angela.

"Woah." I said under my breath. Angela let go of my hand slowly and balled it into a small fist.

"Hello Kevin. You must have had a long trip, come with us to the the Inn." Her words were equal to his voice which was like 0 degrees Kelvin.

I don't know when Luke left, but when we headed for the Inn, he was no longer a part of our group.

The Inn only had a few people inside. Yolanda, Cathy, Renee, Toby, and Owen were all there.

"You guys sit down. I'll grab the cheesecake." I said, showing the siblings to a table. I mouthed over to Yolanda to keep an eye on them. She nodded solemnly.

The atmosphere in the room was that of anticipation and anger.

Immediately after I grabbed the cheesecake, I headed for the table Angela and Kevin were sitting at. I placed it right in the middle of them. I began to head back to the kitchen, but was called back.

"You there, Red Head, what's your name?" Kevin said, when I turned to see him, had he been in an Italian suit, he would look like a younger version of a mobster leader.

"My name's Chase." Kevin just looked me up and down with an almost disapproving look. I didn't like it, "Got a problem?"

That caught him by surprise, but then he settled back into his composed look and sneered, "As expected of a red head."

"Kevin, don't." Angela glared at him, a stern look on her face, "You said in the letter that you wanted to talk to me about something. So spill it."

Kevin regarded me with one last sneer and returned his face back to the conversation with Angela.

"Right then," the devil boy began, "I'm here because my fiance wants to meet the whole family. She is especially interested in meeting you for some absurd reason."

Who would want to marry this guy?

"Why isn't she here then?"

Uh oh.

"You are to come back home to meet her." Kevin got up from his seat, as if to force Angela to come with him.

No, I don't want that.

"Like hell, this is my home now." Angela got up from her seat, her once strong words now weak with fear. Kevin was still approaching her.

I didn't even realize that I had walked over to this horrible excuse for a person. After I tapped him on the shoulder and he looked around, I knocked his lights out.


Yeah, I think Chase's hair is red, not peach-blonde, not cherry-blonde, red. Sorry for the random cheesecake bit, I have no clue why I put that in there... Blame the PSAT's that I took this morning and gave me a headache. R&R please.