On Thin Ice
Chapter 9
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The stuardiss put down thier plates..of...what looke like...they
couldn't tell what it was...
""You want this?"", both looked at one another, saying it at the same
time. They laughed a little.
"Good thing I brought my own lunch..", Micki smiled. "With extra's.."
She dug through a hand bag bringing out a lunch box and brought
out two turkey sandwiches, putting the bag beside her in her chair.
And handed Ocean one of the sandwiches.
He gratefully took it, not wanting to even touch the...whatever it
was. The stuardess came by after a while and looked at them. Her
eyes smiling, "I wouldn't want to eat it either.", she whispered to
them taking the..food, if you could call it that, away and tossing it
into a trash bag.
"I hope Tucker's doing okay...", Mckayla muttered. "Sure glad the
hotel allows pets."
"You brought Tucker?", Ocean asked.
"Yeah...I couldn't find anyone to take care of him while I was gone.
But i guess it's for the best.."
"He should be fine.", Ocean comforted her.
"Yeah I guess. that sadative should've done he trick. He's probably
fast asleep."
"See?", Ocean took a bit out of the sandwich.
Mckayla ate her own as well, thinking about the next few day and
what they would bring. Soon the Intercom over the plane told
passengers to buckle thier seatbelts and get ready for landing.
Ocean felt the pit of his stomach drop. Not exactly enjoying it.
Mckayla hiked an eyebrow at him, seing on his face he wasn't exactly
comfortable. She smiled at that.
After a grouling minute and a half they where on ground. Ocean
sighed and got up grabbing a half filled back pack, Mckayla following
him out, her samll napsack over her shoulders.
"Better go get our stuff.", She stated looking around at the bussling
air port.
The found the baggage claim and grabed thier duffle bags. Ocean
waited at a near by restraunt while Mckayla went to go claim Tucker.
He soon spied them, Mckayla carrying a rather stressed Tucker in a
kennel carrier. She set the cage down. Ocean smiled at Tucker who
was laying on the bottom of his kennel his fur rather tussled and
deffently looking glad to be with his misstriss again.
"Okay...now all we have to do is flag down a cab driver. And head to
the Hotel.", Ocean stated grabbing his duffle and lifting in his
shoulder. Mckayla stuffed her napsack into her duffle bag the slnug
hers over her shoulder picking up Tucker in his carrier.
"Allright."
They mae thier way to the front entrance. A man holding a sign
reading, ELIJA & MCKAYLA was sitting on the front of a dull blue
colored car.
"I guess we don't need a cab then.", Micki shrugged, both walked
over.
"Hi. Where Elijah and Mckayla.", Ocean told the man.
"ID's?", the man asked for.
Both brought out thier ID's showing them to the man. "Great! Come
on put your stuff in the back and climb in.", He popped the trunk.
THey placed thier bags in the back and put Tucker's rather small
carrier between them as they drove off.
"Name's Brent.", Brent told them. "So you two are here for the
skating thing?"
""Hai""
"Not much of talkers are yuh?", he looked at them trough the
rearveiw mirror.
"No.", Ocean said bluntly.
"He's not...I'm just tired.", Mckayla smiled.
"Hey I know where your coming from.", Brent nodded.
The trip didn't take as long as expected. Within 10 minutes they
where at the hotel and dropping thier bags in thier seperate rooms.
Mckayla Really tired and not getting much sleep opened the balcony
doors, and let Tucker out for a while.
She kicked off her tennis shoes and snuggled into a pillow falling to
sleep in mear minutes, with the breeze buthing her hair lightly.
Tucker joined her curling up against her stomach, but stayed awake,
looking at his new surroundings.
Chapter 9
I'm having fun with this!! Hehe.Hope you guys like
The stuardiss put down thier plates..of...what looke like...they
couldn't tell what it was...
""You want this?"", both looked at one another, saying it at the same
time. They laughed a little.
"Good thing I brought my own lunch..", Micki smiled. "With extra's.."
She dug through a hand bag bringing out a lunch box and brought
out two turkey sandwiches, putting the bag beside her in her chair.
And handed Ocean one of the sandwiches.
He gratefully took it, not wanting to even touch the...whatever it
was. The stuardess came by after a while and looked at them. Her
eyes smiling, "I wouldn't want to eat it either.", she whispered to
them taking the..food, if you could call it that, away and tossing it
into a trash bag.
"I hope Tucker's doing okay...", Mckayla muttered. "Sure glad the
hotel allows pets."
"You brought Tucker?", Ocean asked.
"Yeah...I couldn't find anyone to take care of him while I was gone.
But i guess it's for the best.."
"He should be fine.", Ocean comforted her.
"Yeah I guess. that sadative should've done he trick. He's probably
fast asleep."
"See?", Ocean took a bit out of the sandwich.
Mckayla ate her own as well, thinking about the next few day and
what they would bring. Soon the Intercom over the plane told
passengers to buckle thier seatbelts and get ready for landing.
Ocean felt the pit of his stomach drop. Not exactly enjoying it.
Mckayla hiked an eyebrow at him, seing on his face he wasn't exactly
comfortable. She smiled at that.
After a grouling minute and a half they where on ground. Ocean
sighed and got up grabbing a half filled back pack, Mckayla following
him out, her samll napsack over her shoulders.
"Better go get our stuff.", She stated looking around at the bussling
air port.
The found the baggage claim and grabed thier duffle bags. Ocean
waited at a near by restraunt while Mckayla went to go claim Tucker.
He soon spied them, Mckayla carrying a rather stressed Tucker in a
kennel carrier. She set the cage down. Ocean smiled at Tucker who
was laying on the bottom of his kennel his fur rather tussled and
deffently looking glad to be with his misstriss again.
"Okay...now all we have to do is flag down a cab driver. And head to
the Hotel.", Ocean stated grabbing his duffle and lifting in his
shoulder. Mckayla stuffed her napsack into her duffle bag the slnug
hers over her shoulder picking up Tucker in his carrier.
"Allright."
They mae thier way to the front entrance. A man holding a sign
reading, ELIJA & MCKAYLA was sitting on the front of a dull blue
colored car.
"I guess we don't need a cab then.", Micki shrugged, both walked
over.
"Hi. Where Elijah and Mckayla.", Ocean told the man.
"ID's?", the man asked for.
Both brought out thier ID's showing them to the man. "Great! Come
on put your stuff in the back and climb in.", He popped the trunk.
THey placed thier bags in the back and put Tucker's rather small
carrier between them as they drove off.
"Name's Brent.", Brent told them. "So you two are here for the
skating thing?"
""Hai""
"Not much of talkers are yuh?", he looked at them trough the
rearveiw mirror.
"No.", Ocean said bluntly.
"He's not...I'm just tired.", Mckayla smiled.
"Hey I know where your coming from.", Brent nodded.
The trip didn't take as long as expected. Within 10 minutes they
where at the hotel and dropping thier bags in thier seperate rooms.
Mckayla Really tired and not getting much sleep opened the balcony
doors, and let Tucker out for a while.
She kicked off her tennis shoes and snuggled into a pillow falling to
sleep in mear minutes, with the breeze buthing her hair lightly.
Tucker joined her curling up against her stomach, but stayed awake,
looking at his new surroundings.
