Hey. This is an interlude. Yeah, sorry this isn't a real chapter. But, I'd just thought I'd put this in there, kk?
Jewels: See, if I did that, that would totally mess up the stuff I already planned out… but it was a good suggestion, thanks!
Videl: lol, sorry if I offended you. But I use 'dude' as an exclamation. Like people sometimes use "Dude, that sucks!" when they are actually talking to a girl. So, its just the way I talk. Don't be alarmed.
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Chapter Six
Interlude
*Flashback*
The girl's blue eyes kept looking over the Christmas tree. She nodded her head in approval. 'Probably the best one' the eight-year-old thought, 'I mean, I picked it out myself.'
Videl twisted a piece of her long black hair. Where were they?
/Fare thee well/
/My own true love/
/Farewell for a while/
/I'm going away/
She was so tempted to decorate the pine tree herself. She practically held herself down. 'I have to wait for Mom and Luke.' She thought as she looked outside to see her father gardening.
After all, it was a tradition.
The Satan tradition to decorate the tree with everyone, exactly one week before Christmas.
Videl got more anxious each time the clock ticked.
The phone rang.
/I'm going away/
/But I'll be back/
/Though I go 10,000 miles/
/10,000 miles/
Videl raced to the phone and waved to her father outside, signaling she could handle it.
"Hello?" she asked breathlessly.
"Vivy?" A woman's voice said over the phone.
"Mommy!" Videl cried, but her tone turned hateful "Where are you? You're supposed to be here with me and Daddy decorating the tree!"
"I know, sweetie, but I seem to be stuck in traffic."
Videl heard a faint snort.
"Well, you better hurry up" Videl snapped, "Or else I'm going to decorate the tree myself!"
Lilia laughed. "I swear", she said, "You twins share a mind!"
Videl grinned into the phone, "Speaking of my twin, let me talk to Luke."
Videl heard some ruffling. Then, her brother's voice spoke, "Hey Videl!"
/My own true love/
/10,000 miles or more/
/The rocks may melt/
/And the seas may burn/
"Luke! Tell Mom to hurry up!"
"I've been trying to, Vi!" Luke said, "You won't believe it! We just got onto the highway!"
Videl heard some mumbling from her mother.
Forgetting Luke couldn't see her, Videl put on a pout.
"Well, I can't wait for Christmas Carols!" Luke cried, changing the subject.
"Me too!" Videl agreed.
"Hey, sing me that one where… um… I think it's called 'Amazing Grace'."
"Ok!"
But before Videl could sing anything, she heard her mother mumble "What the heck is that guy doing?"
Luke laughed nervously into the phone, "Uh, you better start decorating without us, Vi."
/If I should not return/
/Oh don't you see/
/That lonesome dove/
/Sitting on an ivy tree/
"No, way Luke!" Videl cried, "Not without you!"
But the only response Videl got was two blood-curdling screams and metal crunching.
Videl couldn't stand the sound.
No, not the metal crunching.
Or the sirens.
Or the honking.
But the silence she heard from either her mother or her brother.
Videl couldn't cry. There was no reason to cry, right?
/She's weeping for/
/Her own true love/
/As I shall weep for mine/
/Oh come ye back/
She put the receiver back to its holder and looked out to her father who had no idea what had just happened.
But, did Videl know what just happened too?
/My own true love/
/And stay a while with me/
/If I had a friend/
/All on this earth/
Videl quietly walked to her parent's room. She walked to her mother's dresser where make-up and glorious perfumes were lined up neatly.
She looked at a picture frame with her family. Her whole family.
Her father, with the big afro and funny looking goatee. Lilia could never persuade him to get a real hair-do.
She looked at Luke. His dark hair was neatly combed and his gray eyes shone brightly.
She looked at her mother. Her dearest mother. She was like all mothers- a perfect smile to go with a perfect face. Her long black hair was in a neat braid and her ocean eyes shone the brightest out of any of them.
Then, Videl looked at herself. Her mother talked her into a dress for the picture. But, Videl had to admit, she liked the white dress with blood-red roses. Videl found the little girl in the picture smile. A proud smile. A happy smile. A true smile.
Would she ever smile like that again?
She walked out of the bedroom and glanced at the tree in the other room.
The perfect tree she picked out.
No use in decorating it now.
What's the use?
The tradition is broken.
Lilia and Luke are gone- forever.
/You've been a friend to me/
/10,000 Miles/
*End Flashback*
TBC!
*Sniff* That was kinda sad!!! Well, anyway, thanks for the reviews!
Bye-Z!
