OKey Dokey. So, this chapter is a bit off topic, but I was reading my ideas for fanfictions, and I found one which was just so very extremely awesome. So, it got me thinking. The chapters were getting a little dark and gloomy and 'Real life challenges', whilst I have put this story as 'Humor'. So, I had a day of this fanfiction to spare (Until Sunday) and I decided I may as well. So yeah... Thanks. Hopefully this will be humorous.
Oh, and a shout out to Tazzy, whom I have converted to BFLism (Before Ferryport Landing). I'm actually, in fact, building an army with every review I get. You know,everyone who has ever reviewed me has un-knowingly committed their life to me with a legally binding contract that is hidden in each chapter. I'm building an army to eradicate all the bunnies in the world, whom are planning to take over the world. WE HAVE TO STOP THEM BEFORE THEY OVER-POPULATE THE HUMAN RACE AND USE THEIR CLEVER BUNNY MINDS TO INFILTRATE MODERN DAY SOCIETY! PM me if you want to hear my theory on bunnies.
Now... go eat your story... Sorry, I felt like saying 'go eat your pizza', but then I'm like "Hey... I want people to read this. That way I can build up my army." So yeah... And yes, Tazzy I did mention a sequel, of which I have put all my ideas into. Now eat up.
I do not own the sisters Grimm, Michael Buckley does. This is a work of fanfiction, and I do not gain any money profit.
Before Ferryport Landing
Chapter 11-
Sabrina POV
It was a good day today. The sun was shining, unlike the past few weeks which had been cloudy, rainy, cold and miserable all at once. Winter wasn't exactly the best when there was no snow. So I was happy. There was FINALLY a good day. Nothing was going to go wrong. I wasn't going to let that happen. Boy was I wrong.
Daphne sat at the table for lunch, waiting on her sandwiches to arrive. Mum delivered them, and Daphne attacked the food, basically swallowing it all in one gulp. She made a grab for mine, but I quickly moved my plate from under her sticky fingers before she could even touch my sandwiches.
Mum was singing Penny Lane by the Beatles, while maneuvering around the kitchen. She wasn't bad. Quite good actually. I had a 'Perfect family moment'. Across the table, my sister sat eating a sandwich (more steadily than before), My father next to her, smiling as he read the table, and my mum singing beautifully and cooking. Birds chirped outside, and the sun shone through the curtains between two skyscrapers. It was so... serene. Well, putting aside the car horns, and screeches outside.
Perfect life. Perfect family. Perfect day. Until I left the table, and walked to my room. I turned on the TV to watch cartoons, flicking through the channels. I didn't notice Mum walk in until she'd sat down beside me on my bed.
"Hey, Brina." She said.
"Hi mum." We sat there in silence. "What?"
She opened her mouth to speak, looking to the corner of the room, "Have I told you how babies are made yet, Sabrina?"
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Kill.
Me.
Now.
"...And yeah. Thats how it happened."
I sat there, mouth hanging open with my eyes wide, one twitching. I was absolutely, completely, utterly, extremely, terribly horrified. There were just some things you never wanted your mum to tell you. I HAD ALREADY KNOWN! WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GIVE SUCH EXTENSIVE DESCRIPTION? "Uh..."
Mum looked at the TV, watching the news. She smiled and pointed to Jennifer Lopez. "She did it."
WHAT THE HELL? GAH! My expression thickened to pure horror. Was she trying to murder me?
She smiled at me, and tossed me what looked like a box. I knew too well of what it contained, and ducked out of the way with a scream. It soared out the window.
"Ew! A packet of tampons just hit my head!" They heard someone yell from below.
"Whoops." Mum bit her lip, and laughed.
I felt sick. Like I was going to puke. And then I did. It was amazing, really. My head jerked forward, and a chunky brownish substance rocketed from my mouth. While I'd been (for some distant reason) marveling at my crazy awesome projection, I hadn't noticed what- or whom- my sick had ended up on
She stopped laughing, looked down at her shirt, and stood up to leave. "I need to take Daphne to Haley's house. Something about a pop band. I think 15 minutes is enough time to clean myself up. But if you ever need any advice, I'm here." She was trying not to scream and run. I could tell. And I was feeling slightly better. Mainly because I wasn't being told about the birds and the bees anymore
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Daphne POV
"This. Is. So. Cool," Daphne marveled, awing over the newly bought instruments that'd been funded by Haley's parents. There were two guitars, a pink drum set, pink microphones, and a huge black grand piano. 'No Boy's Aloud' was becoming easier to see over what would become a mountain of events leading to their fame and success.
"At first daddy said no to getting us the instruments, but he changed his mind. I made sure of that," Haley said, with a sinister glint in her eyes.
Daphne sat on top of the drum kit stool, and picked up a pair of pink drumsticks. They were shiny and smooth. Ready to catch any 6 year olds attention, and it already was.
Daphne raised the drum sticks above her head, and everyone rushed to their instruments, turned on their microphones and looked to Daphne. She smirked, and brang the sticks crashing together, "HIT IT." Daphne hit each drum with lightening speed, with wonderful beat.
Cherry broke into a guitar, setting the song tune. She hammered the notes perfectly, every note was hit.
Haley and Sidney brought their lips to the microphone, and Sidney began to sing harmoniously. Haley sung the back-up notes.
'He was a boy, she was a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk,she did ballet
What more can I say?
He wanted her, she'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well.
But all of her friends stuck up there nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes.
He was a skater boy, she said 'See ya later boy'
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face, but her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth.
Five years from now, she sits at home
Feeding the baby
She's all alone
She turns on tv
Guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin' up MTV.
She calls up her friends,they already know
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along and stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down.
He was a skater boy, she said see ya later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slammin' on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?'
Cherry broke into the guitar rift, slamming down on each note. Sidney nodded her head like they did on the TV concerts, her black hair flying around her face.
Sorry girl but you missed out
Well tough luck that boys mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see
See that man that boy could be
There is more that meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside
He's just a boy, and i'm just a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
We are in love, haven't you heard
How we rock each others world
I'm with the skater boy, I said see ya later boy
I'll be back stage after the show
I'll be at a studio
Singing the song we wrote
About a girl you used to know'
Daphne broke into another drum solo, and coupled with Cherry ripping her fingers across her guitar, they closed the song up like no pop ban ever would.
Well... thats what they looked like in their heads. In reality they probably looked a little like this.
Cherry jumped up and down hitting the face of her guitar, not quite getting what the strings were for. Daphne hammered randomly across the drums, until they fell over and scattered across the floor. Haley and Sidney... well, the only word that could describe them was tine deaf. More so Sidney. Daphne put aside in her mind that it was probably best that Haley sings lead from now on. The only person who knew what they were doing was Melanie.
Daphne's mouth gaped open in shock. She was grudgingly coming to see that they needed a few lessons. And at the same time involuntarily doubting that their band would ever make it to the big time. I mean, come on! They weren't going to get very far when the only one who knew their instrument at all was being constantly drowned out by the clashing of drums and the screeching of two little girls who would give someone a heart attack if they sung any worse.
Cherry stopped strumming at her guitar, and caught Daphne's gaze. "Okay. We suck," Cherry stated bluntly.
Haley put her hands on her hips. "Not me! If anything Sidney's the worst."
Sidney frowned. "Haley!"
"Nobody sucks the worst. We just need a few lessons!" Daphne said, taking charge of the situation, "Haley and Sidney, I don't mean to offend, but you guys might not be the right people for singing.
"Well then who's going to sing?" Haley asked, frowning.
Melanie sat at the back quietly. She cleared her throat, and broke the wondering silence, "I can sing." Her voice was shaky.
Cherry's face brightened, "Well, sing for us, Monkey!"
"I can't. I'm too scared."
Sidney quickly forgot that she'd been given the boot at singer, "Yeah, come on Monkey! Sing!"
Melanie hunched over and cleared her throat again, "But you can't laugh."
"We promise."
And then Melanie sung. She was absolutely right. She sung like an angel! Daphne's mouth gaped open, as Melanie hit all the right notes. She finished and looked up at the girls sheepishly."I think we've found our singer." And those words pretty much said it all.
That was fun. If anyone read it... well, thankyou to my reviewers. I love you all! Lara D, EstrangeloEdessa, Tazzy, name, voldimort wanna-be and Wonder Woman has a big butt... Wow. My reviewers have creative names... specially you name.
Oh and to all those people who ask why I say 'Oh My Goat'. Well, I'm a Christian, so I don't say Oh My God. And Goats are my favorite animal, so because Goat starts with G, it kinda works. But I also love stags equally to goats. :)
-Elligoat
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