A/N: Hey dudes! I have been away from this story for too long, I know but – HOLY CRAP ALMOST 50 REVIEWS! I LOVE YOU PEOPLES! XD
Ok, aside from that, yeah, I have been writing a Death Note story, and reading Death Note FanFictions, and watching Death Note and reading Death Note the manga... And obsessing over the 3 anime characters from Death Note I now proclaim myself married to (L, Mello and Matt for anyone wondering. Matsuda is my big brother! :3). So yes. I am a REAL OTAKU NOW! I even have the figurines! :3
Ok, WARNING! This chapter has come out of my brain. Almost anything that comes out of my brain doesn't end well, but I can guess you already know that yes? (:3
Well, enjoy, mah buddays!
Lost In Reality
Chapter 11: Sick
"Hello. Hello? Oi! Sarina, get up already!" No, go away annoying person!
"Hey Sarina! Come on, you asked us to wake you up!" Ahh whatever, might as well. Couldn't hurt. Much. Maybe.
I open my eyes to see Will and Alyss inches away from my face. "Argh!" I screamed, as they jumped backward from shock, Will tripping over Alyss's sleeping bag and falling on his bum. He looked up and grinned sheepishly. I was too tired to care, so I just sat up, rubbing my head. Probably the first thing I noticed was the horrible burn in the back of my throat. Then the headache, then Will on the floor, then my blocked nose, then Alyss struggling not to laugh, then the headache again, and then that it was... 5 IN THE MORNING?
Ok so I wasn't expecting them to wake me up this early, but 5? Seriously people? Anyway, I was already up and feeling too crappy to go back to sleep so I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled over to my bedside table. I brushed my hair so it no longer looked like a freaky cross between Einstein's hair and a Mohawk and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Will left to go practise his epic Ranger skills, and Alyss left to have a shower, so I got dressed. My favourite dragon T-shirt and dark grey cargo pants (what else?). Yawning, Ow, my throat! I headed downstairs for some food. Though I didn't think I could swallow anything solid... Or liquid... I did say I had a sore throat, ok?
So, as a solution to my problem, I did what any other sick person my age or younger would do; I grabbed a GINORMOUS bowl of chocolate ice cream. It was yummy and soothing, sliding down my throat and numbing it with its creamy delicious-ness. Don't ask me how delicious-ness helps numb my throat, just accept it. I had to blow my nose quite a bit though. A few minutes later and everyone was around the table, save for my parents and Ellie. But she didn't live here, so she didn't count. And Santa only comes here at Christmas. And the Easter Bunny had been made into rabbit stew by my Dad last year when we went rabbit hunting. And Voldemort was fictional so he wasn't here. Then again, the Ranger's Apprentice characters were supposed to be fictional but look how that turned out? Wait a second... Does that mean that Voldemort is here too? WE'RE ALL GONNA DIEEEEE!
Getting back to the point already, everyone was gathered around the table where I was seated. I looked at them, confused to say the least. They looked right back. Finally, I asked them, my voice slightly hoarse, "Why are guys standing around me and staring at me like a piece of meat?"
"You look sick," Halt stated bluntly. Put it to Halt to be blunt. Underneath all the blunt-ness of his words, I could sense some worry. Not much, but for Halt, even a fraction is enough. Inwardly, I smiled. He isn't a total party-pooper! Just a little over half, though... Oh well, can't teach an old dog new tricks! I thought. As much as I was touched that they were worried, my inner devil devised a plan and presented it to my brain in such a way I could not ignore it. I decided to play a few mind games on the poor unsuspecting antelopes surrounding the table. And I was the lion. But I was called Sarina, not Leo. Too cliché.
I made a face of realisation, then horror (to the best of my ability, were it not for the fact that I looked sick, they would have seen me struggling not to smirk). Looking up at Halt with fearful eyes, I said "Halt, do you know one of the major differences between our two worlds?" He didn't respond, so I took it as a cue to go on, "The people in our world... Our bodies are different. We cannot handle sickness. Roughly 85% of the time we die from even the smallest cold." They looked at me with horror and disbelief. I stared at the tabletop, and the half melted ice cream sitting in the bottom of the bowl. I watched as the condensation dripped down the side, which for some reason almost made me yawn. But the Rangers and co were too busy exchanging worried looks with each other to notice when I did yawn, and because of it, a small tear welled up in my eye, spilling over and down my cheek. Inside, I was laughing and crying from how well my evil plan was going. But I was happy, the tear only helped make my performance more realistic.
Gilan perked up as he saw the tear roll down my face. Fire was burning in his eyes, and he clenched his fists at his sides. "We'll get you better! You'll live, just wait and see! Who's with me?" He said heroically. Halt stuck his hand up in the air.
"Aye," he said. The others all put their hands up too. I could have cried for real were my life actually in danger. Chances are it would be in danger when they found out I was just pulling their legs, but how was I supposed to think of that? My inner devil doesn't care for my survival, after all. Alyss sniffled and started to cry. I sneezed, half ruining the moment, half not. The sneeze racked my throat making more tears of pain well up in my eyes. I rubbed them as if I didn't want them to see me crying, and smiled reassuringly.
"Thank you so, so much everybody," I said with a sniffle. Though I figured I should probably end the joke before they actually kill me. By process of ripping out my organs. And possibly eating them. Depends on how hungry they are. "But I made all of that up. I'll be perfectly fine!" I grinned, glad that I had managed to trick them so well, considering normally I was a terrible actor. I did it so well that they thought I was going to die, even! My face fell when I saw their faces though. I started sweating, suddenly feeling more hot than usual, as they took a step closer to me. They looked... What's the word? Oh yeah, pissed. Perhaps I shouldn't have tricked them in the first place. Then I wouldn't be so dead. Yep, I was about to get seriously disembowelled. And I hadn't even finished my ice-cream yet!
Oh dear...
My throat was not hurting before. Compared to this, anyway. Now even ice cream felt like sandpaper mixed with pointy gravel and lit candles. Lit candles with spikes set into the wax. And no wax.
I would rather get rid of my neck by any means necessary (use your imaginations, people!) and leave my head to balance awkwardly on my shoulders then deal with this! So, as I predicted they didn't tear out my organs and eat them, they just decided to force-feed me half a bottle of chilli sauce. Ok, so maybe I won't listen to my inner devil next time (no promises) if it's going to get me killed. I highly doubt my throat will ever feel the same again. And aside from my throat, my tongue feels like it has had all the taste buds pulled off. And then like I had licked a rusty pole. And stapled it a few times. Then set it on fire. My mouth was big hurt. Biiiiig, big hurt.
I pretty much spent the rest of the day drinking ice water – not that it did much – and watching TV. I was buggered from the 'chilli' incident, and I now spent my time shuffling away from the Rangers and co whenever they were around. Which wasn't very often, thankfully. They were all outside, running, playing, practising freaky Ranger skills or just relaxing. I was stuck inside huddled up in a blanket, constantly petting the cat, and demolishing the box of tissues next to me. I was annoyed at them for not keeping me company, but, to be fair, I deserved it. Gilan walked in, and with a cocky grin and sarcastic tone, said "Whoooooo boy! That was so fun! Ohhh, hey Sarina, you feeling any better? We're having a ball out here! Real shame you can't join us and all." I scowled at him, since I couldn't talk. But it was interrupted by a violent sneeze that had me in tears again. I blinked them away and sent an evil glare at Gilan. I stood up, and walked over to him. He looked down at me, a smug grin on his face. It soon turned into surprise when I wrapped my arms around his torso in a hug. I rubbed my face against his chest and let go soon after. His face was hilarious! He looked so stupid!
"Wha-what was that for?" He asked, stuttering slightly. I glanced around for a piece of paper, smiling when I spotted one, then found a pen for some reason lying conveniently next to it. I wrote down on the paper in messy handwriting: I'm trying to get you sick! Muahahahaha! And left a menacing looking evil smiley face next to it. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "How do you know I can even get sick, seeing as I'm from another world?" I pondered this for half a second before writing my reply. We'll find out then, won't we? Kyahahaha! Gilan gave me a bored look before getting himself a glass of water and going back outside. I really did hope that he would get sick. After all, he was the one who put the most sauce down my throat. I sighed, getting back to doing sweet, sweet nothing. I stayed that way for the rest of the day, except for when Alyss came in with a peace bowl of yogurt. I questioned if there was any chilli using my super-piece-of-paper-and-pen-of-doom! When I deemed it safe, I ate it. That's generally what you do with yogurt. She left after a while, and eventually I hit an early night in bed with a wet, cool rag over my forehead. I had a slight temperature, and I was feeling crappier then a bucket made of crap that's full of crap. I made sure that nobody would wake me up, and settled in to sleep.
TWO DAYS LATER!
I was on the couch watching a movie with Will, Gilan, Alyss and Horace. They had forgiven me the day after the 'chilli' incident as I have now named it, and so have begun to hang around me more. Ellie had called me a couple of times and asked if she could come over, but she gave up once I said I was sick. Eventually I became well enough to eat solid food, but now I had a nasty cough, and as soon as the sun went down, I would get these terrible coughing fits that had me breathless and feeling like I needed to throw up. Not pleasant. I also had a runny nose and a headache, but I was still feeling way better than before. In a few days, I would be ready to run around like a moron as I always do. It's kind of my trademark thing, you know? Halt was in his cabin, last I checked making a new bow.
Mum and Dad had taken me out to the doctor earlier today, leaving the Ranger gang at home. All the doctor said was that I had a virus, and all I could do was wait for it to pass. I was half worried about everyone else, too. I didn't know if they would get sick or not. I just had to wait and see.
THREE DAYS LATER!
I jumped down from the tree and grinned. Yep, I was all better! No more cold! I walked inside to get a glass of water, looking over at the 5 blobs of blankets and 5 piles of used tissues on the couch. I went to them and smirked smugly.
"HELLO PEOPLE! ISN'T IT JUST A LOOOVELY DAY TODAY? SO NICE AND SUNNY!" I said in my most obnoxious voice possible, making sure to be extra loud, just for their headaches. One of the blankets moved, revealing a hand that I presume belonged to Will. Said hand was giving me the finger. Wonderful.
"Oh come on guys! ... And Alyss! Just because I'm all better and you're all sick with my cold doesn't mean you have to be so grumpy!" 4 heads popped up out of their respective piles of blankets to scowl at me. One head popped up to blow his reddened nose.
"Halt? Halty-poo?" I sighed and almost turned to walk off when a thought struck me. "Hey Will. Where did you even learn that?" I asked him, referring to the gesture he so kindly gave me. He pointed to the television. I face palmed. "I knew I shouldn't have shown you that..." And then I went to read, seeing as the blobs had disappeared again.
... But at least Gilan got sick first.
A/N: Ehh, a short-ish chapter for you. I would write more, but that would take effort. AND EFFORT AND I DON'T GET ALONG! Ok, so maybe this chapter wasn't as crazy as I would have liked, but to be fair, all they did was sit around. And torture Sarina... OH WELL!
I shall now reply to reviews! It's a new thing I got going here! :P
Smoshgirl28: Yeah, I know I'm lazy! And I DO wear hobo gloves... THERE IS NO CONNECTION THERE! Ok, lol. It was your review that made me go "You know what? I'll write the next chapter." That is my amazing story. Oh yeah. :)
Arabella carrick: Thank you for reading and all! I'm very glad you like it! I am not giving this story up ever! I AM STUBBORN! 8D
Ranger Sage: Hey buddy! I do that too, sometimes, I spend my time reading one super long fanfiction that is already 50 chapters in, and then I realise another story that I have been keeping up with has been updated and I have ignored it for a while and I'm all like "NOOOO! I HAVE NEGLECTED THIS STORY! D:" Anyway, thank you for the review and kind comments! Hope you enjoyed this chappie!
Luvergirlof books: Yup! You guessed right! I hoped my subtle hints were enough for people to realise what was going to happen next! ;) Thank you very much for the kind words! THEY ARE SO KIND! I love tuna! They cook it before putting it in the can, don't worry. I think it's salmon that you're thinking of there. Also thank you very much! That is just my writing style. I can't write drama or romance very well, just what a hyperactive me would do in the circumstances I deem entertaining. Of course in real life I sit on the computer all day eating junk food and 2 Minute Noodles. But that's just me. Besides, seeing as Sarina is only 13, I'd have to make another OC for her to like (which I won't do) seeing as any of the Rangers would be paedophilia. I'm not even going to mention Alyss *shudder*.
Dodo.123: Hey buddy! Glad you liked it! My cat is like that in real life. He follows me for the rest of the day if he even hears a tuna can opening. And Gilan is so fun to torture! It's the best! XP Yay! You worked it out! I put a few hints in there, so yah. Also, when you said don't take too long next time, I didn't expect myself to take even LONGER, so sorry about that! Hehe... Haz you read/watched Death Note yet? IS IT AMAZING LIKE I SAID IT WOULD BEEEEE?
Wolfiwill: Hey dude, glad you liked it! Even though you told me at school the day after I posted it, I SHALL STILL REPLY TO YOOOOU! Ok, so. Yes, I know, you kinda have this laughing fit and then you fall over and then Wendy and Heidi sit on you and the you laugh harder cos your dogs just sat on you and then you usually need me to help you stand up when you have finally finished laughing. :P You know it's true. I read and read and read and read anyway. You know me. Well, glad you enjoyed the chapter, until next time!
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