Chapter 5
*bows* I am soo sorry that it took so long to get this out... I've been reading fanfictions X3 Here you go, chapter 5
Mantheo and Letta joined the rest of the snobby rich people crowded around Lady Genald who looked all too happy to be the center of attention. "Hello, hello thank you all for coming to my soiree. As you all know of those poor people in need of assistance over in Indonesia after their mysterious bout with a 'Green Demoness' as they put it, we will send $10,000 to help them out- of course this is more than enough money for them and all..." she continued to squawk about her meaningless task while Letta only smiled about the Green Demoness.
"... And of course young Lyra," Lady genald continued catching her off guard, she walked over to Letta placing a meaty hand on her shoulder, "We're all very glad to have you here. May this experience in your life help you reach for the impossible," of course the snobbish applauded Lady Genald. She turned and continued speaking to the rest.
Mantheo shook his head, "Oh well, she tried," Letta just rolled her eyes. Out of nowhere Thea appeared beside her with her signature scowl, "Mind yourself here," she hissed, "Hakuna Matata, Miss Thea. I will be on my best behavior while here," Letta gritted through her teeth. "Just don't act as uncivilized as your upbringing. Also we will add another tutor on the proper use of body make up- there is no way you will show that garish 'blemish' around our socialites," she added.
Thea turned heel and left to talk to a bunch of high-class ladies who were dressed like they just came from playing tennis. "Excuse me for asking," Mantheo piped up, " But what does 'Hakuna Matata' mean?". Letta arched an eyebrow, "Really? You never seen the movie that was from? Wow, anyway it means 'no worries',". He laughed.
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"No no Sasha dear, daddy's hair is not kindling," Drakken lectured. He was holding his toddler daughter who was much more interested in playing with his ponytail. "Da, where Letlo?" Sasha inquired. "With Granny and Pappy Go," he sighed, "I do hope she's doing ok. I mean I know its only been a day, but I worry," the little green girl tilted her head, her bright eyes holding dear to her father's words, he grinned, "But I shouldn't worry too much- she's got too much of us in her,".
Sasha smiled, " Letlo is the bestest with the world!," she exclaimed. "You mean Letgo is the best in the world," he corrected, Sasha just giggled.
Elsewhere Draco was spending some precious mommy and me time with Shego. The little boy was blasting targets left and right with very deadly accuracy for a two-year old. "Alright now let's see if you can hit that one on the ceiling," Shego pointed upwards. Draco looked up and smiled, his hands glowing that familiar green glow and zapping the target cleanly without damaging the ceiling.
Shego whistled, "You're getting just as good as your big sister. Letta's gonna have some time keeping up with you,"
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Letta yawned. The party was in full lull. Everyone was talking either about how much they made this quarter, outsourcing their companies for cheaper labor, or their newest and most expensive purchases in the last twelve hours- boring.
"You know you can tour the house if you want. Lady Genald loves showing off her things," Mantheo mentioned. She looked over to him, "This woman lives off the juices of attention," she sighed. Lo and behold the woman was giving everyone a tour of her home. They joined the group as Genald prattled on about how much this item costs and where this piece of artwork was made and by who.
"... And this way are the bedrooms- did I mention my lovely home has 14 separate bedrooms? Oh yes and each one has its own personal theme," she babbled, " This one has a seaside theme complete with seashells, ocean view wallpaper and even smells like the beach after a rainfall. Oh and this one is modeled like a cake. This used to be my dear deceased daughter's favorite room, doesn't it look like pink frosting with pearl lacing? It just smells divine. Oh and this one...,"
Letta tuned out Lady Genald's annoying voice and found herself enjoying the tour and the personal themes of the rooms. She'd even stop and have the group walk in to fully admire the room. One of the bedrooms became Letta's personal favorite, "This is the phoenix room," Lady Genald explained, "The walls remind you of this majestic mythical bird doesn't it? The bed and the handles are of a golden color, the wood a dark oak, even a small chandelier in the center of the room," she moved on to the next room, however Letta stayed and admired the room.
"You really like this one huh?" a voice called making Letta jump. She snapped her head around to see Mantheo standing in the doorway. "I guess so, why?" she asked, he smiled, "The group passed on from here almost fifteen minutes ago,". Letta's eyes widened, "Really? I hate to admit it but I actually wanna see more of the house," she walked briskly to the door but Mantheo stood in her way and pushed her back into the room a bit, "Um, excuse me?" she said, but he didn't move.
He reached into his pocket and pulled a huge stack of bills out. "What is that?" Letta asked mentally slapping herself for such a stupid question. "Its $2000," he replied off handedly, setting the money on the dresser. "Okay so why are you-" her words were cut off by Mantheo forcefully kissing her. Letta's mind blanked out for a minute but pushed him away when her brain finally caught up.
"What the hell man!?" she screamed. "Thought you lower class girls liked guys with money," he sighed, " Look I'll pay you $2500 for a little excitement in this boring soiree,". Letta gaped her mouth, "Woah! Now I dunno what you think middle class is like but it is definitely not that! And FYI I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! A loving, smart, sometimes aggravating boyfriend that I'm crazy about. Find some other girl to flaunt your money at,". She tried to walk pass him but he caught her wrist, "But you are much more interesting, besides when will you ever make this much in a good ten minutes? I even let you pick the room," he asked.
"I can make twelve times that without being seen by another person let alone touched in less than three. I do like the room but not like that- this is someones house!," she rationed. Mantheo grabbed her other wrist and knocked her onto the bed. "What can you do to stop me anyway? You're just a hand me down kid adopted by a super villain, either way I'll get what I want," he sneered while straddling Letta. She lifted a brightly glowing green hand towards his face, "Maybe you should have asked a little more about that background- Dumbass, you barely scratched the surface of my story," she growled
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Ian was chatting with an old collogue of his when his wife walked up. "You haven't seen the girl have you?" Thea asked, he scoffed, "Please Thea, why would I keep record of that trah heap of a human being?,". "Because that trash heap came along with us; If she as so much as misstep out of line an inch, it will reflect badly on us just like our ignorant pathetic excuse for a daughter," she rationed.
As if on cue Letta emerged out of Lady Genald's house in a beyond pissed off mood. "There you are," Ian seethed, "What were you doing? No do not answer that, we are leaving immediately before you do something to embarrass us. Wipe that angered look off your face, just because you are of low birth does not mean you can curse the privileged,"
They headed out to the town car and left before anyone knew what had happened in the Phoenix room- which will now and forever live up to its name.
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Letta was in her room laying in the bed. She looked at the clock 7:02, 'Stupid curfew' she thought. The house was so quiet she could hear Ian and Thea speaking half a mile in the front of the mansion. Letta heard their phone ring and who answered.
"Good heavens!," she heard Ian shout. There was a low mumbling between him and Thea. A few minutes later someone was banging loudly on the door, "GET UP RIGHT NOW! EXPLAIN TO US WHY MANTHEO WILLIAMS-GREGORY WAS FOUND WITH HIS MANHOOD BURNED IN ONE OF LADY GENALD'S ROOMS!?"
Letta sat up and sighed, "Like the groanparents would ever believe me," she muttered.