by MD...who else???
Here it is. You guys asked me to make a sequel to "My Auntie Was Kidnapped By a Cannibal!" So I did. Enjoy!"
*Disclaimer:You know I don't own them. Only Lori, her parents and that's all. So if you do sue me, all you getting is the 50 cents in my piggybank and the lint in my pocket. That's all I have. This computer? NO I'LL NEVER LET YOU HAVE MY COMPUTER!!! (Hugs her computer desperetly)Heheh. Just read already^_^*
One year later after My Auntie Was Kidnapped By a Cannibal...
"Aaaaauuuugggghhhh!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. (Strange beggining to a story, ain't it?)
"What's going on?" my mom yelled from the hall. I could hear her running torwards my room. I had thought that I had seen a rat next to my bed, but it was just a rolled-up dirty sock.
"Never miiinnnd!!!" I yelled. It was summer and all I've been doing is fool around on my computer and download songs on Napster. I really needed to get out. I was still in my pajamas and it was well past noon. I was becoming a slob. Then, as if my mom could read my mind, she came in and yelled at me to get dressed.
"You spending too much time doing nothing! All you do all day is play on the computer! Go play with your friends!" my irritated mom yelled at me.
"But Mo-om! All of my friends are on vacation so I'm stuck here! It's sooo boring!" I cried, being my hystarical and immature self.(I'm not like this all the time.)
"Well, I told you, if I get that vacation from the boss at work, then I was thinking that we should go somewhere in Europe. Won't that be fun?" my mom said. Europe. I remembered. About a year ago, I had a run-in with my aunt and her... slightly strange... uhh.. boyfriend. They had said that they were moving to Florence and I was really anxious to see them. (We'll at least my aunt... her.. boyfriend kinda freaked me out.. you find out why later. I became serious. I had to really try to get my mom to agree with going to Florence. So I told her that I would get dressed immidiatly and I would also clean the room totally. (Which would take hours, but it was worth it.)
"Wow, that easy huh?" my mom said. "You must really want something," she said. Then she left me alone to do my work.
I finally got everything done and then I went into the living room to discuss the trip with my parents. I was gonna act really good to soften them up so I could talk them into going to Florence. When I entered the living room, I saw both of them in there, talking. Perfect.
"Uh hi Mom and Dad. I finished cleaning my room," I said.
"Wow Lori, that was fast," my mom said.
"Um, about the vacation. I have an idea of where we should go..." I said carefully. I didn't want to mess up my one chance.
"Really? Well, where do you think we should go?" my mom asked.
"Well, I kinda really wanted to go to Florence," I answered.
"Florence huh?" my dad said. "Hey that sounds like a good idea!"
"Yes, it sounds great! I heard that they have really beautiful architecture there. That IS a good idea," said my mom. I couldn't belive it. It was so easy to convince them to go to Florence. Well, I guess I already knew they'd probrably agree with me. As long as I didn't tell them about the cannibal thing. (If you haven't read the first story to this, then you're probably really confused by now.)
"That is only if you mother gets the vacation from her boss," said my dad. "There's a good chance that she will," he said.
"All right!" I exclamed. I couldn't wait till my mom found out if she got the vacation or not.
I should probably tell you the deal with my aunt and her...boyfriend, whatever. Here it is. A short summery, so I won't waste time:
My aunt was working on a case. A criminal named "Hannibal the Cannibal" (Dr. Hannibal Lecter), had escaped from his cell in the asylum. My aunt found him and... we-ell lets just say she developed a crush... kay. There it is. So, if you want to know how I found out about this then I REALLY reccomend that you read the first fanfic to this, My Auntie Was Kidnapped By a Cannibal. Now back to the main story.
My mom got the vacation. Two weeks. We were going to go to Florence, Italy for two weeks. I couldn't believe it. This is how I expressed my joy when I heard about the vacation:
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!" I practically screamed. Hey, I'm not a teenager yet. I still have the right to scream really loud and act immature in public. That is if I want to. The neighbors were looking at me over the fence, whispering about me quietly. They were probably going to complain later. I didn't care. I was psyched. I couldn't believe I was going! Finally I would have something better to do than hang out on the internet. Cool
Next chapter- The Journey
To be continued...
