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Emma, Emily & Rachel
Chapter 1: The Thrills of Life
For 5 years, they've lived without a father. Yet, for 16-year-olds Emily, Rachel and Emma, they still loved to live life to the fullest. But, even doing this, every year, in Spring, the girls can't help but feel sad. Most of this comes from the fact that, although they CAN ignore in, their dad DID die, and not only did it make them sad, but it really hurt their mother Annette.
The four of them were porcupines, all of which had grey fur and black-white quills.
Emily had gotten ready to get out of the log home, and as she was leaving, a male adult voice came behind her.
?: Where are you going, young lady?
Emily nervously turned around, and saw Annette's friend, Del, sitting on the wooden couch.
Del had been there for Annette's comfort for 3 years. At first, the girls were a little worried that their mother was about to replace their first father, but it became clearer and clearer that Del cared about them. He had training in parenting, via his 15 year old son Bronx.
Del's true colors for the girls showed one stormy night. The girls were trying to sleep. Del and Bronx decided to stay with Annette, due to his home being quite a while away. The middle child of Annette, Rachel, had a TERRIBLE fear of thunder. Even at the (at the time) age of 15, she was TERRIFIED of thunder.
Rachel thought maybe she could make it through this, but then:
KA-BOOM!
Thunder struck right next to the log, just barely hitting the home.
Rachel's scream could be heard throughout the house. Annette goes to check on her, but Del insists:
Del: I'll go see what the problem is…
Del runs upstairs to see Rachel cowering under her covers.
A/N: Imagine that this log home is kind of like a modern day suburbs home. That's why there's an upstairs and such.
Del: Hey, hey…You're not afraid of a little bit of thunder, are ya?
Rachel: Kind of…
Del sits on the edge of the bed. He tries to pull the cover, but Rachel had quite a grip on it.
Del: Ya know, I had a fear of Spiders, so you know what my father did?
Rachel: What?
Del: He gave me a book that talked about Spiders! I always hated him for that.
Rachel slowly comes from under the covers.
Del: Ya know, thunder is just the Gods letting out a little steam. Let them vent, and they will be all better.
Rachel had then calmed down, as Del did something…strange. He kissed Rachel's forehead. Why is this strange? Because he's not their father, yet he treats them like they're his kids. Ever since his wife died, he had been depressed. Finding Anette and her daughters was like God giving him a second chance at happiness.
Now back to what Del was talking to Emily about.
Del: Come here…
Emily grew nervous. Once she arrived closer to Del, Del pointed at the chair next to him.
Del: Sit…
Emily did so, nervously. What did she do?
Del: So where were ya heading?
Emily: …A friend's house…
Del: You were gonna go hang out with that Damien boy, weren't you?
Emily: Yeah…
Del: Emily…You know I don't like that kid. He seems like trouble.
Emily: It's fine, Del.
Del: Your' mother went to a baby shower. So I'm in charge, and I say you can go with this boy-
Emily: Thanks, Del.
Del: -If you take Emma with you.
Emily: Oh come on!
Del: I don't wanna hear it, young lady. Teenagers get really gross nowadays. Making out at the drive-in, in public…Emma's just a measure to make sure none of that happens while you're with Damien.
Emily sighed.
Emily: Ok…
Del: Good answer.
Emma had gotten up, gotten ready, and left the log home.
Emma: Where are we going?
Emily: To hang out with Damien.
Emma: Uh, isn't Damien the one who owns the wooden shiv? The sharp one?
Emily: He uses it to carve trees. You don't have to be worried about him.
Emma: I don't know…Del said-
Emily: Listen, are you going to keep listening to Del, or are you going to stop complaining?
Emma: S-Sorry, Emily.
Emily: *Sigh* You're fine…Come on, he always hangs out near Frank's house.
Emma stopped in her tracks.
Emma: Frank…The grouchy Frank?
Emily: …Yeah?
Emma: That's way too dangerous! That man kills whoever comes 15 feet of his property!
Emily: As I said, you're freaking out too much. You just need to chill.
Emma: What exactly are we doing with Damien?
Emily: I don't know yet. He didn't really specify anything.
They arrive where Damien was waiting for them.
Damien: (Smoothly) Hey Emily. (Looks over at Emma) Who's the chick?
Emily: Hey! That's my youngest sister, Emma!
Damien: Oh! Sorry about that…Hey…(Whispers to Emily) Can I talk to you real quick?
Emily: Yeah…(To Emma) Hey, we'll be right back, ok?
Emma: Uh, yeah…S-Sure…
Damien pulls Emily to where Emma can't see them.
Damien: Ok, what the heck? You said you were coming alone!
Emily: Del wouldn't let me go alone!
Damien: Del?
Emily: My mom's friend. She's very close to him, and trusted him to watch us.
As Damien and Emily were bickering, Emma sees someone approaching her.
Emma: Uh…Hi?
Porcupine: Alright kid, let's make this quick. Hand over everything you got right now, and I won't hurtcha.
Emma: I-I don't have…
Porcupine: Hey! Did I ask you to St-st-stutter?!
The porcupine looks at the bow Emma decided to wear in her quills today: It was light green, with a kind of darker green cross going through it.
Porcupine: Give me that bow.
Emma: B-But it's my mom's…She'd kill me if I lost it.
Porcupine: Stop the stuttering, and give me the stupid bow!
Emma: I'll…hit you if you don't stop!
Porcupine: I'd like to see you try, little girl! I'd. Like. To. See. You. Try.
With every word, he tapped Emma's nose.
Emma: I warned ya!
Emma goes for a punch across the face, but her arm is quickly grabbed, and tightly squeezed.
Porcupine: I'm gonna hurt you so bad…
The porcupine continues to squeeze Emma's arm, until a crack could be heard.
Porcupine: Oh crud…I didn't think it would break…
The porcupine runs off. Emily stops talking to Damien to hear her sister crying.
Emily: Emma?!
Emily sees Emma tightly holding her arm.
Emily: Emma, what happened?
Emma: I-I tried to defend myself from this guy who tried to take my bow…And he squeezed my arm until it cracked!
Emma continued to cry. Damien looked disgusted.
Damien: Pfft. What a baby. Now I see how she's your younger sister. C'mon, let's ditch her.
Emily looked offendedly at Damien. He knew him to say rude things, but that took it too far.
Emily: Ya know what Damien? You go. I don't think we should talk to each other anymore.
Damien: (Disgusted) Doesn't affect me…You're not my type anyways. Later, losers!
Damien makes an L with his fingers and walks away.
Emily took Emma to a doctor porcupine, Dr. Faith. She showed Emma an x-ray.
Emma: Will it heal?
Dr. Faith: It'll take a while…perhaps 3-4 months…But you'll be fine.
Emily sighs with relief.
Emily: Ya hear that, Emma? You'll be fine.
Dr. Faith: That being said, she needs to stay off of it. I'm going to put her arm in a cast. Bad idea to put any pressure on it.
Emily: Of course. Come, Emma…I bet Del is waiting to scold me…
Emma: It's not your fault, though…
Emily: I know, but I should've been there to protect you, and not bicker with my ex-friend.
Emily & Emma walked home. As soon as Emily opened the door, behold: A truly ticked off Annette, with crossed arms and a tapping foot.
Annette: Emma…Go to your room. Mom's gonna say some…words to Emily.
Emma: It wasn't her-
Annette: I said go to your room!
Emma backed down. She hadn't heard Annette yell often. She obeyed her mother. Annette stared straight into Emily's soul.
Annette: Ya know…I always hated that Damien boy…
Emily: We're not friends anymore.
Annette: You should've protected your sister from this attacker…Not flirting with Damien!
Emily: In my defense…we were arguing…
Annette: She is going to be in a cast for 3-4 months because you couldn't be there!
Emily: Mom…I-I.
Annette: You're grounded! Got it?!
Emily: (In shame) Yes ma'am…
Emily goes to her room. Rachel and Emma see the sad expression on her face.
Emma: Sorry, Emily…I should've spoke up for you.
Emily: Not your fault…
Emily got into bed, and fell asleep.
Hopefully you guys enjoyed the first chapter of Emma Emily & Rachel!