Okay, because you're all being so nice, and because I got an AWESOME review from Anelya, I'll give you another Fletcher vision. Enjoy!
After having lunch, Team Austin and the ANTs all headed back to the Sonic Boom. Fletcher started browsing around, looking for the perfect instrument he could get for Chyna. But what could he get? Chyna already has every instrument there is!
"What'cha looking for?" Ally asked, appearing behind him.
"I want to get Chyna something. But she already has everything!" Fletcher explained.
"Wait, you're an ANT aren't you? You and the others are competing in the Miami Talent Internationals?" Ally asked, staring at Fletcher for a moment. Fletcher nodded.
"What's your talent?" Ally asked.
"Art. Why?" It was Fletcher's turn to ask.
"Why don't you use Art to decorate an instrument?" Ally suggested.
"Of course! Great idea!" Fletcher cried. He picked out a purple acoustic guitar. "I'll decorate this. How much?" He asked.
"It's on the house." Ally smiled.
"For real?" Fletcher jumped.
"Yeah. Don't make a scene!" Ally laughed, walking back to the others. Fletcher silently walked out of the store and ran back to the hotel.
"Okay, how should I do this?" Fletcher asked himself, setting down the guitar and taking out his favourite paintbrush. Something started glowing in his bag. "Not now, I have to get working on this." Fletcher told himself. Chyna's song started coming out of the bag, wrapping around Fletcher's head. "Leave me alone please. This is important!" He said. Chyna's song seemed to be pulling him towards the bag. Fletcher, getting angry now, took the painting out of the bag and glared at it. The painting glowed even brighter and sucked Fletcher in.
"We've run out fuel! Looks like we're crash landing!" The man with black hair shouted.
"Say what now?!" Olive cried.
"I said, the plane is out of fuel! We are going to crash!" The man shouted back, slowly. The red plane was now hurtling downwards.
"Dude, watch out for those trees!" Angus shouted, pointing at some trees down.
"Fletcher, Violet! We're gonna crash!" Olive shouted.
"Yeah, we heard.." Violet shouted back.
The scene swirled away and another swirled in.
Fletcher, Olive, and Angus were running down the hall. Violet joined them. "I can't hold them off anymore." She said.
"Where do we go now?" Angus asked.
"We can't get to Chyna now. She's performing!" Olive said.
"Then we'll wait! We need to hide, wait for Chyna to finish." Fletcher told them. The others nodded in agreement.
"Hey! You ANTs!" A booming voice shouted from behind.
"Run!" Violet commanded.
This next vision was very interesting to Fletcher. Violet, Olive, and Angus were in the red plane. They were flying over a stadium. The spot lights were all on the red plane. Chyna was on the stage, with Austin. Fletcher was standing on the left wing of the plane.
"Chyna, I have to tell you something!"Fletcher shouted.
"What is it?" Chyna shouted.
"I-i-i-" Fletcher stuttered. He couldn't say it. According to Olive, there were approximately 23,100 people in the stadium. (She'd actually counted)
"You what?" Chyna asked.
Fletcher took a deep breath. " I love y-ahhh!" He was cut off when he slipped off of the wing and started falling.
Fletcher landed on his bed. The painting slipped out of his hands. "Woah." He said.
Ooh. So what did you think? Don't be expecting another vision next chapter. Haha, please review!