Darkness in Daylight
Chapter 4
AN: I need to make a little disclaimer here. The character Jannie isn't mine, she belongs to my very good friend and fellow psychopathic night-child, Dark Xen. Our stories might not quite match up, (if she ever posts hers) so don't freak out about that, we both know.
MEETING OF THE MONKEYS
Raven's father was in a slightly better mood the next day, which meant that Raven didn't have to slink around the house like a dog that knew he was going to be beaten. The boy had decided that the best course of action concerning his father was to lock himself in his room and make up Dune fanfiction that would never get posted on the internet because they were, as Raven put it, too goddamn stupid.
Unfortunately, Raven's father was also set on forcing his son to go to this Tyler Grey's house. So, at around 14:00, (Raven's father also insisted in using the 24 hour clock) Raven clambered into the old VW of his dad's, and they set out towards the Grey's house.
After a few minutes of silence in the car, Raven spoke up. "How many kids are there?"
His dad apparently decided not to yell at Raven for running off again, and replied, "Two. An older girl named Sara and her younger brother, Tyler. Apparently Sara has invited a friend over, so try not to annoy them."
Raven
permitted himself a small smile. If this guy's anything like me, those girls
will be completely miserable.
They pulled into the Grey's driveway, and walked up to the door. They had to ring the doorbell about three times, and an upstairs window flew open. "Who goes that?" Shouted a bond boy of Raven's age.
Raven's father was about to answer, when Raven shouted out, "THERE!!! We go when!"
"Understood! Hut, hike!" The boy ducked back inside and slammed the window.
Raven's father looked at his son with raised eyebrows. "Did you understand a word of that?"
"No, but there's a good chance that he didn't understand anything of what I said, either."
The door opened before his dad could respond, and a tall blond man stood in front of them. "Hello, Andrew." He said, his voice rich and deep. "This is your son, Thomas, right?"
"Actually," Said Raven in the voice that he always used when he was going to say something completely senseless, "I'm his second cousins third nephew. And my name is Samoth, not Thomas."
Someone thundered down the stairs, and pushed the tall man to the side. "What goes where?"
Raven blinked, and said the only thing that made sense in the situation. "Do you know the powers of the House of Monkeys?"
The boy, who must have been Tyler, lifted an eyebrow. "No, but I do know the ways of the dog kennel."
"Ach!" Raven threw his hands in the air. "You're powers surpass my own by far!"
"Tell you what." Tyler said, "You teach me the powers of the House of Monkeys, and I will show you the ways of the dog kennel." He held out a hand.
Raven made a show of thinking, before he gripped the other boy's hand. "Agreed."
Raven's father looked at Tyler's, "Well, Richard, it appears that our sons have the same mentality."
Richard rolled his eyes. "The same mental problems."
"That's what I meant."
Tyler kicked his dad's foot, and dodged a swift blow to his head by bare millimeters. "C'mon, Tom, let's go!" He raced up the stairs, followed closely by Raven, who was slightly irritated by being called something besides Raven.
When they reached the top of the stairs, Raven heard loud music from one of the rooms. He identified the band as 3-Doors-Down, and the song was Smack. He gestured towards the door "Sister's room?"
"Yup"
"Good tastes in music."
"Sure."
"Short phrases good."
"Yup."
They stood staring at one another for a brief moment before bursting into laughter. "C'mon, I'll show you my room." Tyler said, gesturing to the door across from the Loud Music Room.
Raven noticed then Tyler's shirt. "You like DBZ?" He asked, staring at the being on the back of the shirt that was outlined in fire: a Super Sayan. Since Raven didn't watch DBZ much, he hadn't the slightest idea of which one it was.
"Sure." Tyler replied. "It's cool. You like Anime?"
"I like anything with lots of action, I don't care about the acting or the plot line. I'll watch anything from Matrix to Gundam Wing. I've even been known to watch old Batman re-runs when they're the only thing on."
Tyler winced at the last sentence. "Now that's sad."
"Not sad, desperate. Deprived, maybe."
"How about deranged?"
"That's it."
When they entered the room, Raven shouted out, "Help me! I'm drowning!" Tyler laughed, and nodded.
"It is like being underwater, isn't it?"
Raven stared at the other boy. "You don't like blue or anything, do you?"
"Hate it." Tyler sat down on his bed, which was painted blue, with dark blue bedclothes. "I like orange." He said, as he picked up an orange sock and threw it in the blue wicker laundry basket across from the bed. "I don't understand how my dad manages to get his socks in here."
Raven didn't answer; he was too busy staring at the room. If it wasn't for the posters on the walls, most of them depicting DBZ or Simpson's characters, the room would be completely monochrome blue. There were some hints at purples or greens, but the place gave off a strange aura of complete...blue-ness.
Tyler looked at Raven, who was still examining his domain. "Your name is Thomas, right?"
"Yeah, but most people just call me Raven." The black-haired boy sat down on a swivel chair in front of a computer. (Both the chair and computer were deep blue) "Don't ask me why, I've just always been called that."
"Cool, well, most people call me Ty."
They sat in companionable silence for a while. Raven's gaze drifted across the hall and towards Sara's door, which was now playing the end of So I Need You. Then, slowly he looked at four Nerf guns (all blue) on Ty's dresser.
Ty followed Raven's gaze, and gave an evil grin. "You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"
Raven mirrored Ty's grin. "I think I'm thinkin' what your thinkin'. What're you thinkin'?"
"I'm thinkin' we should stop saying the word 'Thinkin'' and use those guns to torture my sister and Jannie."
"Then you're th- uh, yeah!"
They both
grabbed two guns, and stationed themselves just outside Sara's door. Ty had the
honor of knocking on the door. The music stopped, but no one came out. Raven
looked at Ty, and mouthed, "Open the door?"
"I'll do it." Came the reply. Ty eased the door open, and they both got the surprise of their life.
Sara and her friend were standing in front of them, both wearing black suits and sunglasses. They each held guns of their own. Then, in unison, they said, "Here come the Girls in Black." Then fired in rapid succession.
Raven fired his gun once, then heard Ty yell, "RETREAT!" They ducked back into Ty's room.
"'The Girls in Black?'" Raven said scornfully. "Couldn't they find something more original?"
"Like what?"
"I dunno. How about, Idiot Females from Planet Y?"
Ty laughed. "That fits. That fits well."
The door to Ty's room was still being hit over and over by the little foam balls that the two girls used to load their guns. Raven had pretty good aim, so he decided to pick a different weapon, one that would get the girl's attention and stop their attack.
He picket up a suction-dart gun, threw open the door and fired.
The barrage of foam balls stopped abruptly. The girl with darker hair was staring at the small suction-dart that was stuck to her forehead. "Well." She said, "This is certainly... different."
Sara's eyebrows were raised as far as they could go. "Whoa. Good aim. Where'd ya learn that?"
The other girl pulled the dart from her forehead. "Really. I've never been hit with one of these things in my life. Or past lives, for that matter."
Raven shrugged. "I've just got good aim. I prefer a crossbow to a gun, though."
Sara was looking into her brother's room with distaste. "You really need to get some new posters in there, Tyler."
Her friend nodded. "What do those DBZ guys do to their hair, anyway? Put plaster of Paris in it?"
"Yeah, and how do they do that instant bleach blond thing?"
Ty had obviously heard this all before, and decided to just clam up and glare at his sister and her little friend. But Raven liked to talk, and therefore, spoke. "Actually, they use the same Anti-Gravity hair gel that Trowa Barton uses in Gundam Wing. And the bleach blond was a prank that Krillin pulled, so that whenever they turned Super-Sayan, a bucket of bleach would fall on their heads. Get it now?"
Ty was laughing his head off at the obvious confusion on the girls' faces. Then Sara's friend, (her name was Jannie) said "Then how do you explain the Androids?"
"What about 'em? They're the only cool characters, you know. The rest are all retarded."
"Hey!" Said Ty with mock indignation. "There are other cool characters!"
"Name one."
"Well...Trunks is kind of cool."
Raven threw his head back and laughed. "Oh, sure! He has purple hair and is named after male swimwear!"
"Ty dyed his hair blue once." Sara put in. "He looked...scary..."
Jannie squinted at Ty. "I can't see him with blue hair. Green, yes. Blue, no."
Ty put his hands over his head protectively. "Yeah, I dyed my hair blue. I also dyed Sara's hair pink when she was asleep!!!"
"That was you!?"
From downstairs came Richard's voice. "Kids! Dinner!"
