A/N: Finally posted up the second chapter :D hurray! I had kept my promise like I told you! …Yup. I hope you like the last chapter, and soon this one. Uh, don't have anything else to really say… so… yeah.
Disclaimer: I think we already know…
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Unexpected Fate Is So Weird
Chapter Ten: Escaping Thoughts
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Minutes passed and the duo had finally made it to the Foster's residence. Brows were still furrowed; lips puckered and back slouched, clearly upset with Francine. 'Why does she hates me? I-I thought we were friends! Geeze, why did Mr. Mufflin have to pair me with her? I'm not too sure what's worse! Going out with Yo, who's keeping MY Chum Chum or Ms. Meany!' His thoughts fumed with anger and hurt, frowning deeper. Francine on the other hand, wants this loser out of her life after these two weeks!
It had been oddly silent, since usually the superhero fanboy would chatter about something, but considering both having conflictions with eachother wasn't all that enthusing. It had reached nighttime; early the Wintery weather had came and the diva cringed slightly, shuddering to herself when she ranged the doorbell, waiting quietly. Footsteps click and clack through the marble floor; loudly echoing outside the home-
The door slammed open, exposing a very upset butler. ''And where have you been? It's absolutely late!'' The tone firm, eyes stern and his height somehow went an extra foot longer as he towered over the children like a shadow. Inwardly, Francine gulped, for she knew Eric had a short temper with impatience, however, with her outer exterior the diva rolled her eyes in annoyance… ''relax Eric, we're here and that's all it matters.''
''Hmph, fortunately I have not called the cops from such a long time of your absence! Come now, dinner is ready to for serving.'' Francine sighed silently as she walks through the front door, but before hand glanced back at the sulking masked boy. Groaning, the diva gritted her teeth and growled under her tight lips, ''thanks for… trying.'' And sped inside the home.
Fanboy blinked instantly at her words; confused of her complement- rather… is it a complement? He wasn't so sure. ''Uh…'' He trailed off shortly as he tried to understand, only cut off by the strict butler, ''Excuse me, but it is incredibly becoming late, and I would highly suggest that you return home safely before dusk.''
''Uh, okay mister?''
''Thank you, and… '' He quickly turned his head back into the home and sighed, ''I give you my gratitude for being gentle and keeping Ms. Francine company.'' And closed the door on a very dumbfounded Fanboy.
Well… um, if things couldn't get any more awkward. The masked boy scratched his head when leaving the walkway, pondering the words running through his mind. Okay, he was sure Francine had hated him for unknown reasons, but he can't help except to shudder how nice Francine had acted, still, he's not sure if she's a friend like he thought she was- … maybe she is? Though, can pretending to be macho about it…?
Yeah! Of course she is! Duh!
Fanboy laughed heartedly as he held his notebook (A/N: I know, forgotten about the booklets, forgive me.) tightly in his grasp. ''Why haven't I thought of that? Francine is my friend, she's just too shy to admit that, haha!'' The streets silent and moon raising from its resting place, the boy whistled as he skipped towards Yo's house to retrieve his best friend. He wondered how Chum Chum been tonight- tortured in icky, cute outfits! But! Do not worry, for Fanboy is coming to the rescue!
Therefore, Fanboy broke out into a split run; legs carried him across the street with that same determination returning upon his face once more. ''Don't worry Chum Chum… I'm coming for ya!''
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''Chummy Chums…! Where are you? C'mon, we need you to wear the sailor outfit I have bought!'' The girl in ebony pigtails giggled to herself and taken the outfit into her clutches only tighter, eyes searched desperately for the little masked child hidden somewhere she have yet to find. ''Chum Chum! Oh Chum Chum…!'' Her voice edged off when she began to hear a whimper underneath her bed… grinning widely, Yo walked next to her bed and sighed dramatically, putting on a fake sadden face. ''Aw…! Guess I can't find him anywhere! Phooey! I thought I had him this time! …Maybe I'll go downstairs and see if he's hiding somewhere in the living room!'' Then, there remained quiet.
…Shuffling noises heard beneath her bed and slowly, but surely, the boy head had peaked out of its entrance; brown eyes trailing up at the shadow and a squeak escaped from his trembling lips. ''Found you, my Chum Chum!'' He tried to stay under, however, no luck stowed upon him when she snatched his wrist and with a flick, pulled him in her grasp. ''N-no! You won't make me wear it! Fanboy will save me! HELP!''
''Oh hush now! We're going to be doing this for the next two weeks-''
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Yo huffed, upset when she finally have her cutie in her arms! Oh well, she'll just carry him with her!
She held onto the squirming boy that's in her arms tightly, going outside her room and headed down the stairs. Who's knocking at the door so late at this hour? Highest guess is probably Fanboy, oddly, ever so late. In aspects, she already knew it must be Fanboy, though what surprises her most that he never went nuts- such as: constantly visiting them, or at least coming over two hours earlier than now… what time is it anyway?
As they made it to the living room her eyes aimed at the clock, orbs soon broaden. ''7:00?! Wow~ who knew Fanboy had so much fun without you~'' Yo cooed as she walked to the door. Chum Chum sniffled to himself quietly, tears burning his eyes when holding them from falling, ''Fanboy wouldn't do that to me! He cares too much to be having fun! Meany.'' He… couldn't… wouldn't… would he?
Yo opened the door, showing a very upset Fanboy, whom instantly brightened at the sight of his best friend. ''Chum Chum! I missed ya buddy!'' The masked boy exclaimed and snatched the overweight child from Yo, ''hey! I wasn't finish dressing him yet!'' Lips pouted angrily as she folded her arms by Fanboy's rudeness. Now she can see the eagerness in his eyes, tears spewing in happiness as the duo hugged eachother. ''Chum Chum! Oh I have missed ya buddy!''
Chum Chum didn't respond, only returning the hug even tighter. ''I-I missed you too! I… I thought you were enjoying yourself without me!'' Then, for reasons unknown, Fanboy body had tense immediately, and then slowly chuckled unevenly…''w-what? N-never will do that to you! I had a horrible time with Francine!'' Eyes obviously told something else, Yo can tell. Narrowing her eyes, she analyzed through the ever-crying Chum Chum to the strangely silent Fanboy.
Something is off.
''How was your night, Fanboy?'' Yo asked, trying to hide the growing suspicion edging in her tone and he shuffled uncomfortably, ''I've already told you… Yo! It was horrible!''
''You don't seem to act like it.'' She stated with eyes speculating in curiosity, now twinkled with interest as he frowned harder- emerald green growing irritated; boldly saying knock it off. But she didn't. ''You seem pretty calm-''
''Look at the time, it's getting late! Well, see ya later Yo!'' Fanboy turned around hot on his heels with his sidekick clamped on his shoulder, hastily moving away from Yo's house as far possible.
The Japanese girl arched an eyebrow shortly after, slightly bewildered yet… confused. What's with Fanboy all suddenly? After all these years, she knows he does not act like that! Now he's stiff, weird, and didn't appear to mind that he was away for four freaking hours. She closed the door inaudibly, musing over recent events that have taken place. Yo can tell the difference by his body movements and facial expression that he didn't entirely miss Chum Chum…- *gasp*
Hmm… does this mean Fanboy enjoy company of Francine? She covered her mouth in shock. That mean, rude, snobby girl? Plu-eease! She's totally unlikeable within the far margin! So how is that possible for Fanboy to- oh wait, he's kind of an idiot anyway, of course. Still, how can anyone like that horrible snob anyway? Pfft. As she thought about it, Yo smirked wickedly… 'If it IS possibly that Fanboy isn't missing Chum Chum because of the snob, then… maybe if I encourage him to like her then he'll leave my Chums vulnerable!' She giggled eerily with passion.
She'll make these two weeks last.
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Silent, chilly and stale. Francine stared down at the cold turkey laid before her on the table, untouched, unappetizing and her frown hardens. She already messed around with her ugly peas and tasted some of her macaroni that's tasteful but the rest… bleh. The diva laid her chin on her hand- continuing to play with her food. Nothing important to think about, except Andrew…
A dreamy sigh left her lips, eyes fluttered softly. What an interesting guy, maybe, sometime soon they'll met again… and can talk more- ''Ms. Francine! You have not eaten your food!'' The flow of thoughts had stopped and she glanced up at the butler with a frown, ''huh? Um, I'm not really hungry.''
''Have you already eaten?'' He questioned, foot tapping lightly on the floor when he gave her the look. ''Yeah, I'm fine… I ate some food.'' Francine replied with a mumble and finger pulled a strand of her hair, curling around her ear. ''…'' Eric didn't seem to believe it, narrowing his eyes slightly. ''Can I go to my room?''
''…Yes, you may.'' The girl pushed herself out of the chair silently, and boots clacks across the marble as she left the eating room. Everything of stress, embarrassment and… stress… seemed to be weighing down all sudden as Francine unconsciously let out a sadden groan. Up the stairs she went; taking a step slowly, mind going off into the deep end.
Eating food alone is a regular thing, including studying- mind the help from her servants, reading… talking… alone. Galaxy Hills isn't really a suitable choice for friendship, probably because so much stupidity existing in this pathetic town, she's not desperate or anything.
Whatever, she doesn't talk to anyone… much. Without realizing she had already made it up the stairs, Francine went to her room in a rush. A nap is what she needed; oddly, the fog setting in her mind became very weird. Reaching her room the girl changed into sleep attire; grey t-shirt and blue shorts- yes, her typical sleepwear.
Is it really worth it today? Heck, she doesn't know, maybe… maybe not- besides, it has been a long while since she really had mingle with anyone. Consider Eric as her substitute father while the real one is gone off to do something important… then have her maids like mother and aunt figures, no need to worry much.
It's pretty bad to do a crappy project and then to write a pointless essay about it. She should suck it up, get an F and to move on… it's not going to kill her.
Expectation, motivation, be better- impress.
The notation kept her so intact without her crumbling, what else can she do? Doing the best… she must be the best. Two weeks, two stinking weeks… can't she do anything else but the stick with the loser? Geekward.
But she's a… trying her best not to be one.
Francine grumbled to herself as she went towards her dresser and opened it. Hidden behind the clothes were her books, her books…
Yes, find it some secret fetish of some sort, and luckily she escaped by a thread with a fascination with these books. She hated it; she hated it with a passion. Hated she enjoy that stupid little pigtail girl, much more than the books. Looking at herself she wants to deny but it's too obvious ''what am I going to do with these books?'' She said quietly. The stupid purple nerd nearly caught her, liking something horrible as this? How can she hate when she's a…
A geek.
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A/N: Alright… I've finished the tenth chapter… thank God! Tell me how you think about it, okay?