Author's Note:
Now some of you may be wondering what certain Hawaiian words mean. Now I'm going to keep some words in the dark, but for those of you who want to know what so and so is shouting at someone else, here is a site that will help: www. insultmonger. com/ swearing/ hawaiian.htm. I put spaces up so that FF dot Net won't block it. WARNING: NOT for the squeamish.
Also, two other things. Words and sentences with "-" shown around either side are thoughts. Just a heads up. Also, this next arc is going to deal with some developments that might make some people go "WH-WHAAA?!". Just relax and try not to freak out. And by all means, read and review! It really cheers me up to get reviews.
One more thing before I let you enjoy the story. HUGE shoutout to Wormtail96. He's one hell of a writer and he's given me some great ideas for this story. If you haven't already, READ AND REVIEW HIS NEWEST STORY!
Now on with the show!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The moon was floating in the sky, beaming down gently, filtering through the window upon the face of the albino hamster.
A shimmering form slowly came into focus. A white, red-cape-wearing alien hamster slowly walked through the air, over to his brother. He sighed and sat down in a nearby chair, looking at his brother with obvious longing…yet also a terrible mix of desire and sorrow.
As Rupert dreamed of riding carrots into a large open mouth of another him, he let out "weeeee's"…but then it stopped…and everything went black. And he was suddenly back…back in high school. He walked down the hallway, past the various students and saw his brother.
"So, perhaps we should…maybe get together for a get-together?" Jacques was asking a nice-looking female alien. She stuck all three tongues out at walked off, laughing.
"What a loser!" They laughed.
Jacques sighed and turned to his right, looking over at Jumba, who was coming down the hallway, brushing his hair up. He was talking to his lab buddies and a younger Rupert. Rupert of the present watched Jacques try to wave to Jumba…but they didn't seem to hear him call out. He slowly lowered his hand and blinked a few times. He hung his head and turned back to his locker.
You don't know my name…
you don't know anything about me…
I try to play nice,
I want to be in your game…
Now the scene shifted. Jacques was in Chemistry class, goggles over his eyes. He was about to lower a solution into a test tube filled with chemicals when he heard words. Very horrible words muttered behind his back by cat-like aliens…Rupert recognized Rei among them. Jacques's concentration was messed up and he dropped the beaker. It blew up in his face and everyone laughed. He hung his head again.
The things that you say…
You may think I never hear about them…
But word travels fast,
I'm telling you to your face…
I'm standing here behind your back!
Now Jacques was alone in his room, writing out formulas onto a sheet of paper for homework. The darkness of space drifted outside his room…matched only by the darkness of the room itself. Only a single light was on, and it was by the desk. Jacques sighed and looked over at the poster board on the room. It read "Sorry Rupert, out with Jumba, will be back late. Rupert."
You don't know how it feels…
To be outside the crowd!
You don't know what it's like…
To be left out!
And you don't know how it feels,
To be your own best friend…on the outside looking in…
Now the scene shifted again, and Rupert, Jumba and Jacques were in E.G.O's grand hall. They were all sitting together. A bunch of stuffy-looking aliens gave nasty looks at Jacques and Rupert and laughed when Jacques stood up to try and defend his brother. They just ignored his shouts and walked off, laughing. Jacques lost his bluster and found his fist slowly lowering from the air. He groaned and hopped off the table, walking out the table.
If you could read my mind…
You might see…more of me than meets the eye!
And you've been all wrong,
Not who you think I am…
You've never given me a chance!
Now he was walking slowly through the hallways, head hung slightly.
You don't know how it feels…
To be outside the crowd!
You don't know what it's like…
To be left out!
And you don't know how it feels,
To be your own best friend…on the outside looking in…
Jacques soon arrived at his room and walked inside, locking the door. He jumped onto his bed and stretched on his back, looking up at the ceiling, sighing. Just across from the bed was a poster board that had the memo "Bigger, faster, stronger, go higher!" It was very old.
Well, I'm tired of staying at home,
I'm bored and all alone,
I'm sick of wasting all my time!
He slowly got off the bed and walked over to his desk, pulling out a simple photo. It was of him, Rupert and Jumba all on their 8th grade graduation. They were all overjoyed and holding their diplomas. He fingered it for a few moments, then put it aside, looking into some books and pouring over formulas of death machines.
You don't know how it feels…
To be outside the crowd!
You don't know what it's like…
To be left out!
And you don't know how it feels,
To be your own best friend…on the outside looking in…
Finally he groaned and shoved the book away. He laid back in the chair and looked up at the ceiling. "My head…ooh, my head…" He moaned, rubbing his head. "Years of staying up at night and I still can't wrap my head around these…these THINGS…" He muttered. "More practice…I need more practice…"
You don't know how it feels…
To be outside the crowd!
You don't know what it's like…
To be left out!
And you don't know how it feels,
To be your own best friend…on the outside looking in…
Rupert woke up…
But nobody was there in the room with him. He blinked a few times, then went back to sleep.
He never saw the faint glistening tear drops that had fallen from a chair to land on the floor below.
…
…
…
…he tapped on the keyboard, eager to examine the files. The moon was lowering in the night sky.
"Let's see…let's see…ah, here we go."
He pressed the button marked "enter" just as his ever-so-helpful co-conspirator and his annoyingly perfect assistant entered.
"How's it coming along?" His co-conspirator asked.
"I'm examining all of their files. I want to see their strengths, their weaknesses…anything we can exploit."
"Who are you on now?" The assistant asked in his eager-to-please voice.
"I'm on…"
RUPERT JACQUES VON HAMSTERVIEL
Born on October 2nd, 1965. Current age: 39 years old. Possessing doctorate in "Mad Science" as well as several doctorates in Psychology, Chemistry, Neurology and Internal Medicine. Graduated Magna Cum Laude from Evil Genius University along with Jumba Jookiba and his brother, Jacques Rupert von Hamsterviel. Fluent in Basic, Galactic, French and German. After the death of his brother, Rupert had been suffering from a form of delusional psychosis. He truly believed he WAS his brother, copying his personality and habits. Around 2005, he was jettisoned out into space in an escape pod from the jail he was trapped on and frozen in suspended animation. He survived and landed in Kokaua Town. While his body is almost 40 years old, his mindset is still that of one who has yet to reach his 30th birthday, due to his brother's sudden and traumatic death. His strength and speed are considerably higher than normal Murideans, apparently due to training he undertook while in prison. He has a genius level IQ centering around creative talents and hands-on science.
"So what do we say his threat level is?"
"…high. Maybe not before, but with what he did to Senkoukura, who's STILL sick in his bed…"
"Yep. High."
"High, without a doubt."
"Okay then, high it is. Next up…"
DAVEIGH PELEKAI
Born on July 10th, 2083. Current age: 11 years old. She has above average intelligence, possibly genius level when it comes to art and manipulation of technology. She has extensive knowledge of experimental designs and weak points. Kind, friendly and a lover of wasp mummies, zombie flicks and time travel, Daveigh is the granddaughter of Lilo Pelekai and was given the name by her grandfather-
"…it stops there. Someone has been messing with the files."
"Based on what we know…threat level, what do you think?"
"…moderate. She's not to be ignored."
"No, no. Not at all."
"Who's next?"
SANDER PELEKAI
Born on March 12, 2062. Current age: 33 years old. High intelligence. He has inherited his father's strength and mother's agility. He has also inherited-to an extent-his mother's ability to turn bad experiments good and good experiments bad by way of musical output, although the subject must be weakened physically in order for it to work. Conceived on Kokaua Town Beach by his mother, experiment 624 and his father, experiment 626. He is "their special little Sandy" and is almost never seen without his sunglasses. Carries around a tiki necklace in his pocket constantly and is very superstitious. Has a deep connection with Daveigh Pelekai and although he tries to hide it beneath a mask of distrust, there is a connection between him and Rupert Jacques von Hamsterviel. He has also inherited an inability to swim-
"Once again it cuts off."
"Threat level high?"
"High, without a doubt…"
"I wonder what the little hamster's doing right now?"
As it were, our furry little hamster hero was now in the dance hall, the very same dance hall that Lilo and her fellow children would do the hula in. He was not the only one in there though.
"Okay, now listen up. You don't take marijuana, which is smart on your part, but I'm better than you in a fight because not only can I bench press you with one pinky, but I barely feel a thing when I'm high. You, you're not high. You're gonna feel every pain." Chopsuey told Rupert, punching him lightly in the shoulder.
"OW."
"Like that! Just try and work through the pain."
Grey nodded. "
"Now listen. THIS…" Grey said, holding the mood ring he had given Rupert before up. "This, as you might have guessed, is a special little thing. It's not ordinary at all. It's an aura enhancement ring that Jumba designed on request for me, a birthday present. It ain't no "One Ring", but it works well once it bonds with the user the moment it's put on their finger…or claw…or digit. United States of WHATEVAH! Point is: The power you used was your aura, the shine, the glowing light that your heart emanates. Now remember: the strength of your aura and how it manifests all depends on your emotions and the strength of them. Since you were so furious at Senkoukura for all he'd done, your strength was quite considerable, enough to knock him down in his transformed state. Now remember, you're able to manifest your aura into physical power because you've got the gift like I do, and like Heartwing does to an extent."
"I can control light and manifest it how I please. That aura comes from the light energy that fills my heart, a light that never goes out. Grey has the power to charge his heart up through song, but his aura is centered primarily around mastery of the elements. From what you told us, your power seems to be similar to his. Emotion surged through you, you heard music and it stoked your aura to react, but it comes out not in elemental power, but emotional power. So if you can channel the proper emotions…" Heartwing smiled. "There will be nothing you can't do."
"Now focus on a really happy memory. Think joyous and happy thoughts." Jude said.
"Here…you might need this." Grey said, handing Rupert the mood ring. Rupert put it on, then focused.
"This should be good." Jay laughed, holding up his video camera.
-Think…think back…-
-That first creation of an experiment…-
…
…
…
"Is it almost ready yet?"
"No."
"Oh for-"
"It IS ready! Ha-ha-ha!"
"That was not that funny, what did you do that for, that was mean! We are trying to create LIFE, we have to be CAREFUL…"
"You just said the same word four times in the same sentence."
"I did? Ooh, my tongue is all tingly…"
Jumba, Rupert and Jacqes were now in the large, rounded room of Jumba's central lab. In front of them on a large computer console stand was a huge capsule with a formless being floating around inside. The design had been chosen, soon it would be activated.
"Charge it." Jacques said as he fiddled nervously with his white lab coat. "It's time to bring it to life!"
Jumba grinned and brushed his long black hair back. Rupert bit his lip in anxiousness as Jumba lowered his hand and grabbed a large switch, pulling it down. A huge cable sprung out from the wall and attached itself to the capsule, latching on tight. Electricity flowed through the capsule as the being inside was properly charged. 50 percent…60 percent…70…80…90…
BING! The cable slunk back into the wall and smoke filled the capsule, leaking out throughout the lab. They all covered their eyes and shielded themselves slightly as the smoke died down. Finally they saw their creation in the capsule. It was small and light purple, with three smooth, rounded "legs" that made it look sort of like a miniature, living camera stand. It had a big mouth, small beady eyes and two rounded antennae.
"It's…it's alive…it's ALIVE!" Jacques shouted. "It worked! My machines worked!"
"My formulas were correct after all!" Jumba laughed.
"And look how my design turned out…" Rupert said, jumping on top of the capsule and pressing the button to lift it up. He smiled as he reached out. "Hey there little guy." He said, rubbing its head.
It squeaked slightly, closing its eyes and letting Rupert pat his head. Then Rupert lifted him up and held the experiment in his arms. "Aww, it's so warm and soft…" He said in awe. "Here…feel."
He handed it to Jumba, who rocked it back and forth. "It is so cute!" He stated. "Look at those little eyes."
Jacques bounded up and down. "Let me feel it, let me feel it!"
"Don't drop it!" Jumba warned him, handing the experiment to Jacques, who held it up to the light.
"Oh, you're a BEAUTY!" He stated. "Gentlemen…we have created Experiment 001. Can you believe it?"
"We have to give it a name." Rupert said immediately.
Jumba rubbed his chin. "Alright…what shall we call him?"
"Well brother, you designed him to change people's sizes…but let's keep them in the dark about his other ability by naming him "Shrink"!" Jacques said, looking at the experiment with pride.
"Shrink", huh…alright! Sounds good!" Rupert stated.
"Shrink it is." Jumba laughed.
A beautiful feeling of sheer joy filled him, brought back to shore by waves of nostalgia and for a moment he thought he heard beautiful instrumental music filling him, making his soul soar. He felt himself tearing up slightly and a pretty white aura shone around him.
He rose up, his eyes becoming pure white…and then he let loose a flash of light from his body.
He was now hovering in the air, with two sets of wings flapping, one from his shoulders, one from his sides. His fur was pearly white and shone beautifully and was soft as satin. He wore beautiful white robes with blue trimmings, and his eyes shone bright green. His nose had turned a light pink and when he spoke…
"I feel…quite good…oh!" He had no more faint European accent anymore. It was pure and ringing.
Grey held up a mirror. Rupert looked at himself and gasped. "I'm…I'm beautiful!" He gasped.
"You look like a kelupa, a Cherubim." Jude told him.
"A what?" Chopsuey asked.
"A Cherubim is an angel with four wings that has a general animalistic appearance." Jude explained.
Then a moment later, the aura bathed over Rupert again, and he was turned back to normal as he plopped down on his butt.
"Woah. I suppose it doesn't last long." Jay admitted.
"Like most of your dad's relationships! BURN!" Chopsuey laughed.
"Pa'a ka moe waha, druggie." Jay snarled.
"Oh, calm down you two!" Jude told them. "If Rueben was here, he'd want you two to get along."
"Oh, experiment…625? How…how is he?" Rupert asked, wheezing slightly.
"Gantu passed away 30 years ago. Rueben's now head of the Galactic Armada, promoted for brave valor and conduct in the line of duty. He still makes the greatest sandwiches there ever was too. I think he's coming to visit for Daveigh's baptism."
Rupert panted. "I…I feel really winded…" He told them.
"I suppose it puts a great strain on your body to manifest your aura like that." Grey said, rubbing his chin.
"Wait until I show Daveigh, she'll FLIP!" Rupert said proudly. Then he turned to Ashton, who was snoozing on the floor some distance away.
"Come on, Ashton. Are you awake?" He asked, going over to him and gently rocking him back and forth.
Ashton slowly opened his eyes and yawned. "All…all riiiiight." He yawned. "Let's go."
Ashton walked out of the dance hall. The experiments turned serious.
"How…how's he doin'?" Jay asked softly.
"He's…he's doing alright…" Rupert told them.
Ashton's parents had…they had had their lives tragically cut short during the attack a few days ago. Ashton was now a ward of the state half the time, except when Rupert was acting as a guardian pro tempore. He would remain so until the government of Hawaii could find more of Ashton's real family. Rupert had been a little nervous about looking after Ashton, but the two were close, like little and big brothers. He was determined to look after him as a proper guardian, but he had to fill out some forms before he could be accepted as a doctor at the local hospital of West Kauai Clinic.
"I hope that we can find Ashton's uncles and aunts. But they never seem to be in one place." Grey stated.
"Finder and his kids are working overtime, but they said they're closing in on them." Chopsuey told them all.
"I'll bet they're all messed up." Jay remarked. "They're probably drugged-up hippies."
"Would you lay off the drugged-up insults, kanapapiki?" Chopsuey growled.
"Make me, old man!" Jay shouted.
"Oh, I think I will, JENKINS."
"I told you never to call me that!"
The two growled and bared their fangs. Jude promptly whacked them over the head.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! Now you remember the good word: "Love thy neighbor as thyself or so help me, I'll SMACK you one"! Got it?!"
They mumbled out agreements. "Now come on, Rupert has to go with Ashton. We'll come back here tomorrow for another test, alright?" Jude told the hamster.
"Of course." Rupert said, nodding. He walked out of the dance hall to join Ashton. The two walked back to their house, with Ashton heading straight up the stairs.
"Need some time alone." He said.
"Here…" Rupert said, handing him a book. Ashton took it in his hands and looked it over. "I Am Not A Short Adult" was the title.
"Grey gave it to me. Said you should read it, that it helped him out a lot and it would help you too."
Ashton allowed a brief smile to pass over his face. "Thanks." He said to Rupert. "Tell Grey I said mahalo too." With that, he went to his room.
Rupert sighed. He hoped the book would do something, Ashton spent too much time in his room. Now then, it was still early in the morning, that meant it was time for a little baseball fun at the park!
LATER…
"Wow, you really turned into a cherubim? That's frickin' AWESOME!" Daveigh exclaimed.
The basebal game hadn't turned out so well, so Rupert had decided to leave early to chat with Daveigh after it had abruptly ended. The two of them were at the beach, walking along the sands. Rupert smiled nervously as Daveigh congratulated him. "Mahalo, Daveigh. Say, that's a nice name…why did your parents give you that name?"
"My parents named me after a famous actor." Daveigh said. "Unlike poor Jay, his dad thought it was "funny" giving him the name he did."
"Does Jay get along with his father at all?"
"Better than we thought he would."
"Do you think Leroy will ever feel bad for the things he's done? All the evil he committed?"
"Aia a ola hou o Kupanea. When Kupanea comes to life again."
"Pardon?"
"It means never-ever-ever."
"Ohhhh. Alright. Say, school will be starting in two days, won't it?"
"Yeah." Daveigh mumbled, picking up a dandelion and sniffing it. She wasn't really paying attention, she'd zoned out when he'd said "school".
"Your grades are good, right?"
"Sure, sure." Sniff-sniff.
Rupert remembered something he'd read in the paper in the "Just for Kids" part of the "Life" section of the school paper. "Don't you have to take the SATs when you get back?"
Daveigh suddenly held her stomach. "Ooh, I'm hungry!"
"Right. Let's go get some lunch!" Rupert agreed.
"Hot dogs?" Daveigh asked.
"Okay, I guess it wouldn't hurt to give them a try…what are they made of?"
"Pork."
"…uh…do they make veggie dogs?"
"Yes."
"Oh, well I'll try one of those…"
The two traveled across the beach to a nearby hot dog stand, each ordering their lunch. Rupert paid, of course. After scarfing them down, Daveigh came up with an idea…
"How about we build sandcastles?" She asked.
"Okay…but I've never built any in my life…" Rupert admitted.
That wasn't a problem though. "Here, this way." Daveigh said, taking Rupert by the hand and leading him over to a nice spot. "Just take a rest for a second while I go rent some sandcastle toys…"
FIVE MINUTES LATER…
Rupert had been taking a little nap…but when he woke up he was encased in sand from chin to toe. "What the?"
"Now watch." Daveigh said, taking a large castle-shaped little boy and scooping up some wet sand. She then placed it on his stomach, and it formed a box. "Now you add some more…and some more…"
A few moments and some fine-touching later…
"Ta-da."
"Wow. Nice." Rupert admitted.
"I'll call it Camelot."
"I call it an itch on my stomach OOOH! OOOH!" He was now squirming around. "It stiiiings!"
Daveigh helped Rupert out of the sand and smiled. "How about I teach you how to surf?"
Rupert blinked. "Really? I kinda always wanted to surf…"
Surfing, however, was not as easy as it looked. Rupert kept squirming around on the board and was shaking slightly. Daveigh, in her teal swimsuit laughed as she stood right behind him on the board as they sailed down a wave. "Just relax, okay?"
"R-right…I'm relaxed…I'm relaxed…" Rupert told himself. "I'm…"
SPLOOOOSH!
"I can't swim, I can't swim! HEEELLPPP!!"
Daveigh managed to pull him out of the water. He panted heavily as he lay on the sand, arms sprayed out.
"You know, I…I think I'm just gonna…just gonna lie here and look at the clouds…"
"That…that sounds like a good idea…" Daveigh said.
The two of them lay there on the beach for a long time, looking and pointing at the puffy white clouds that passed by. They laughed and chatted it up at the different shapes they saw, and Rupert found himself warming up quickly, the chill from falling off the board vanishing.
Soon it became a little bit darker out. Rupert turned to Daveigh.
"How about I take you out to dinner?" He asked.
"Well there is this nice place called "Ariel's Aerie", it-oh wait, I can't go yet…I'm not 15."
"Why can't you get in until 15?"
"I have to be 15 years old and with an adult to enter a bar. Those are the rules."
"Well, there IS this great little Italian restaurant…they make wonderful salads…"
Dinner was indeed great. They acquired a nice table just across from a stage where singers performed for the throngs in the restaurant. Rupert lifted a clump of seasoned lettuce with a tomato to his mouth and began chewing, while Daveigh slurped up a strand of spaghetti.
"You're really quite a gentleman!" Daviegh laughed. "I feel like a princess."
Rupert turned slightly red. "Oh, it's…it's nothing, really…"
"No, it…it means a lot to me. I don't…I don't really have that many close friends who would be willing to do this for me, so…mahalo." Daveigh said, a nervous tone entering her voice.
"Well, uh…I don't usually get to eat out much either…I mean, Ashton's always wanting to eat in silence at the house and…and well, I don't have too many other friends…" Rupert admitted, looking away slightly.
Then somebody on the stage who was playing a piano took a request. Rupert and Daveigh sat calmly, listening to the music as the man sang out beautifully, the words filling the restaurant.
You must remember this…a kiss is still a kiss…a sigh…is just a sigh…
The fundamental things…apply…as time goes byyyy…
Moonlight and love songs…never out of date…
Hearts filled with passion…jealousy and hate…
Woman needs man and man must have his mate…
That no one can deny…
It's still the same old story…a fight for love and glory…
A caaaase of do or die…
The world will always welcome lovers…as time goes by…
The wooorld will always welcome lovers…
As time…goes…byyyyyyyyy…
"Movie?" Daviegh asked after it was done and Rupert had signed the check.
"Sure thing!" Rupert said happily.
The movie choice Daveigh picked out was a movie starring an Alien and a Predator and-
"By the love of Sude…" Rupert groaned. "I'm surprised the Catholic Church didn't ban this movie."
"Well, I think they DID."
"Really?" Rupert asked.
After the movie, they both walked outside of the theater, and noticed Jude was about to enter the theater as well. "Hey Jude! What's happening?" Daveigh asked.
"I'm going to see "The Passion of St. Tiberius" as an official delegate of the Catholic Church. This way we can get a proper opinion of the movie. I AM a representative of the Mother Church, I have to take this seriously."
"The Catholic Church comments about movies?" Rupert asked.
"When the movie is centered around Religion, like that awful Alien vs Predator vs Jesus movie that they've got playing…you didn't see it, did you?"
Daveigh shut her mouth. Rupert opened his.
"Oh absolutely NOT! Why, the mere travesty of it all…I know that Hollywood is filled with copycats, but there's just no excuse for them to play the religion card like they tried to do with that movie."
"I'm glad we agree on that! Take care!" Jude said, waving goodbye as he entered the theater.
"You saved my skin!" Daveigh said. "He would have been so angry with me if he found out I saw that movie, and he's supposed to baptize a month from now…" She promptly flung her arms around Rupert and hugged him tightly. "Thanks, Rupert! You're so sweet!"
Rupert felt a wave of warmth wash over him, and a fuzzy feeling rose up. He hugged her right back. "It's nothing…really…" He said softly.
"Well, well, look who's all red in the face…"
Rupert recognized that voice. Dimly, but the recognition was still there. He and Daveigh turned their heads. Daveigh looked a bit worried, but politely replied "Hello Esmeralda."
"Hey there, Davey-girl." Esmeralda said. It was that literally devilish-looking female experiment that Rupert had seen before, who'd harassed Ashton, the one that Grey had spooked with his flying. She really was quite hot this close, but he didn't like her kind of girl. "What a HANDSOME man you are for a 40-year-old gerbil."
"HAMSTER!" Rupert snapped.
"His name is RUPERT." Daveigh said, stomping her foot.
"What's in a name?" Esmeralda said, shrugging. She grinned and showed off her perfectly sculpted teeth. "What's interesting is that nobody's eaten you yet. I suppose they think you're trustworthy enough after you went and saved Kauai. But I've still got my eye on you…"
She promptly walked over and shoved Daveigh aside, bending down and licking Rupert's cheek as she got on all fours, slinking over to him. "Until I eat you, you'll be the only one I'll think about, doctor…" She whispered, suddenly nicking him with a small bite to his cheek and tasting the blood. Laughing in an almost musical fashion, she got up and walked away, head held high.
"She's so creepy." Daveigh said. "You alright?" She asked Rupert, who held his cheek with one paw.
"I'd best be heading back…" He mumbled. "And I'm gonna have to start locking the windows…and wearing fire-retardant pants…"
The two of them walked back to Rupert's house. Ashton was on the couch, engrossed by a new book, "Problem Child from Hell". Rupert made the call for Daveigh's mother and father to pick her up, and a few minutes later the "honk-honk" of the car alerted them both that they were there.
"Well, mahalo plenty for the great time I had today Rupert." Daveigh said.
Rupert got on one knee and kissed her hand. "It was my pleasure, milady!" He said chivalrously.
Daveigh giggled. "Oh, you're such a ham, Hammy! But that's cute, too!" She blushed slightly, then walked towards the car, turning around. "Aloha! Hope to see you again soon!"
Rupert waved goodbye to Daveigh as her family drove her away, a big grin still left upon his face as he opened the door to the Edmond's home and walked inside.
There, out of all people, was none other than Sandy Pelekai.
BGM: All in All, by Lifehouse
Sandy was vivid. He was shaking slightly, and had thrown his sunglasses to the ground. He crunched them under his heel as he growled and the fur on his body bristled.
"What…do you think…you're doing…" He hissed at Rupert.
"What do you mean?" Rupert asked.
"I was watching EVERYTHING. I saw EVERYTHING you did today! Taking her out to lunch at the beach and playing in the sand, seeing you go surfboarding with her…"
Rupert noticed that Sandy was slowly advancing towards him. But for some reason he wasn't afraid so much as confused…and angry.
"Taking her out to dinner…going to see that movie with her…that hug you shared…the kiss you gave her hand…the way you walked and talked, the…the AURA around you…what the F—K do you think you're doing!?" Sandy snarled.
So you lost yourself…so you lost your way…
Rupert finally couldn't take Sandy's attitude. "Fine! You want to know? I'll tell you! Daviegh is special and wonderful and amazing! You want to know why I did those things? I love her, Sandy, I admit it! I LOVE her!"
All in all it's just another day now…forming down what you gonna do!
"NO, NO!" Sandy snarled. He gripped his forehead, claws digging in slightly in horror and fury. "You can't love her, you CAN'T!"
"Why NOT!?" Rupert shouted back. "Why can't I love her?!"
Stand tall, it's going on, it's going on…
"Because I love her!" Sandy howled.
And then…absolute, stunned silence for one crystallizing moment.
It's gonna be just fiiine…you're holding on, holding on today…
"We're in trouble…aren't we?" Rupert asked softly.
"Yeah." Sandy whispered.
Time's holdin' on…holdin' on today…
"So…where we gonna go from here?" Rupert asked, crossing his arms.
It's going on…going on today…
Sneak preview time! Yippee!
Immediately it felt like he was soaring up, up a red and white space helmet on his body as he crashed through the roof of a church, passing by the neon cross. He swirled up into the heavenly bodies above, and tumbled around as a plethora of colors assaulted his vision. Finally he found himself in the familiar cockpit of his old ship, the one he'd so happily driven to many missions in. He strapped himself in and put his familiar old brown jumpsuit back on. "Let's rock." He roared, firing up the turbines. ...
"Great job, great job!" Chopsuey laughed as he raised his glass. "Keep it going!"
"I dislike this with great intensity right now." Grey shouted back. "Almost as much as that stupid hospital!"
"I said, KEEP IT GOING." Chopsuey hollered, focusing his mind. Grey's head was assaulted again by Chopsuey and although he could resist it, he partially didn't want to (he HAD hit a baseball clear through a 500 dollar window) and he wasn't in the mood to go at it with Scratchy boy.
...
"So how are the kids?" Bonnie asked as they walked towards the town. The plan was first to get some ice cream, then visit the bookstore so that Jude could pick up a notepad to write down comments on the movie.
"Oh, Frank reminds me so much of myself. He and Victoria have their whole lives ahead of them and I can't believe how much work I had to do in changing their diapers, caring for Frank when Carmen was breast-feeding Victoria…I tell you, Victoria would sometimes spend 24 hours a day nursing…"
"Where did she put it all, da goil is practically a stick!"
"I know, I know. They grow up so darn fast." Chopsuey laughed.