c h r o n o c r a s h
By Yoru-chan
(hikaru67@aol.com)
Chapter 4: Kids
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Cross, or anything related to it. Square owns it not me, so don't even think of getting me in trouble.
* = Author's note
*Don't worry TW, there will be more characters coming, when things start to heat up, which wont be for a couple weeks. Glenn will be appearing in the sixth chapter for sure for all you fans out there ^__^! Oh yeah, in a few weeks, when my site is up (don't try clicking the link on my profile yet) I'm gonna be putting up my fanart, and maybe I'll get some contributors, nyeheheheh ... so I hope you'll enjoy it! Any ways, this chapter is rather short, so there's gonna be second part of it. *
Kid and Serge stepped up to the door of the house and looked at each other. Kid put a finger to her mouth, and motioned that Serge should wait out here. He nodded in reply.
Kid stepped in and found her mother sitting in the same spot as she had that morning, reading a thick book. Schala looked up, and a soft surprise crossed her face.
"Kid ... what are you doing home from school?" asked Schala closing her book and setting it on the table.
"Mom! I think I may have found him! I'm pretty sure it's him, but I wanna make sure, so I went out of school with him and-" Kid stopped as Schala put her finger on Kid's lips.
"Wait a second, now WHY are you out of school...?"
"Uh ... it's a long story I'll tell ya later, but I want you to meet him!" said Kid, breathlessly.
"All right then. Let him in." said Schala folding her hands and leaning back in her chair.
Kid ran to the door, and motioned her hand for him to come in. Serge nodded, and stepped up into the house.
Kid turned to Serge, who stopped suddenly. Serge blinked questionably at Kid a couple of times, and cocked his head. Kid closed her eyes and said:
"I know you might not believe what my Mom has to say, but you have to try to understand."
Serge blinks again, and shrugs. "Well, ... we'll see what happens..."
As the two entered the kitchen, Schala's eyes widened for a moment. She rose quickly and ran towards Serge.
"My, my... I think you may be right Kid..." said Schala putting her hands on Serge's shoulders and examining him.
"Uh ... about what?" said Serge sweat dropping.
"Uh... Serge this is my Mom ... she has something's to ask you...." said Kid also sweat dropping.
Schala let Serge's shoulders loose and sat down.
"Please sit down Serge, I have to have a word with you." Said Schala smiling.
Serge nervously pulled a chair up and sat down. He smiled awkwardly at Schala.
"You must have heard things about me ... but you mustn't believe them. I am not crazy, I just understand things people don't know how to or want to understand," said Schala, putting her arms onto the table.
"Now, Serge, I need to ask you a few things, is that OK with you?"
"Sure, um ... no problem." Serge gulped nervously.
"Now, do you have a red bandana with golden designs on it?"
"Yeah... I do..." said Serge, loosening a little.
"Show it to me." Said Schala looking inquisitively at Serge.
Serge looked at Kid desperately, and Kid nodded for him to do it.
Serge pulled the bandana out of his pocket, and set it on the table.
"Good. Now, as I can see, you have the description of what the point is, blue hair and eyes that belong to the sea...... who do you live with?"
"Just my Mom..." said Serge.
"And what happened to your father?" asked Schala.
"Uh ... he's in an insane asylum..." said Serge, looking at the floor.
"You must be very strong to have been able to admit that..." said Schala smiling remorsefully. "Now, last question ... when you were three years old, did something happen to you? Some kind of accident or something in that area?"
"Um ... something did happen to me when I was three, but I don't remember it that well.... I was attacked by a large dog that had gotten loose in the neighborhood, I was playing outside and...." Serge held his head in vain trying to remember what happened next. "The dog chased after me and it bounded on me ... my dad drove me to the hospital ... and ... that's all I remember...."
"I think you may have found him, Kid," said Schala smiling at her daughter.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" asked Serge, lifting his head.
"Have you ever heard the saying: "History repeats itself"?... well, what I am about to explain to you has to do with that saying..." said Schala closing her eyes.
Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the front door. They all turned their heads around to somehow see what was causing the noise. Schala stood up and said:
"Shall we see who it is?"
The group walked down to the door, they cautioned for a bit and open the wood door.
There stood a ten year old blonde girl smiling up at them. Serge and Kid blinked
"Oh, it's just little Marcy..." said Kid whacking her hand against the side of her face and burying it in her hand.
"HI! Can Kid come out and play?" asked little Marcy, her eyes closing tightly.
"Hmmmm... I think Serge can wait for the explanation. You don't mind me keeping you in suspense, do you Serge?" Schala smiled sweetly towards him.
Serge blinked. "I-it's OK..."
"OK, Marcy. I'll come out and play, Serge will you come along with me?" said Kid glancing over at Serge.
"Sure, I think it'll be fun." Serge said crouching next to Marcy and smiling.
"You hairs funny mister, it's blue!" said Marcy, pulling on a strand of Serge's bangs nearly yanking Serge to the floor.
"YOW! LEGGO! I had a bad bump there today, and this isn't helping much!" Serge yelped getting his abused hair from Marcy's clutches.
Marcy grabs Kid's hand tightly and drags her outside. Marcy turns around and says rudely:
"Oh, I guess you can come, too..."
Serge walked across the lawn with his hands in his pockets. "Kids....." he mutters looking angrily at the sky.
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End Chapter 4
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By Yoru-chan
(hikaru67@aol.com)
Chapter 4: Kids
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Cross, or anything related to it. Square owns it not me, so don't even think of getting me in trouble.
* = Author's note
*Don't worry TW, there will be more characters coming, when things start to heat up, which wont be for a couple weeks. Glenn will be appearing in the sixth chapter for sure for all you fans out there ^__^! Oh yeah, in a few weeks, when my site is up (don't try clicking the link on my profile yet) I'm gonna be putting up my fanart, and maybe I'll get some contributors, nyeheheheh ... so I hope you'll enjoy it! Any ways, this chapter is rather short, so there's gonna be second part of it. *
Kid and Serge stepped up to the door of the house and looked at each other. Kid put a finger to her mouth, and motioned that Serge should wait out here. He nodded in reply.
Kid stepped in and found her mother sitting in the same spot as she had that morning, reading a thick book. Schala looked up, and a soft surprise crossed her face.
"Kid ... what are you doing home from school?" asked Schala closing her book and setting it on the table.
"Mom! I think I may have found him! I'm pretty sure it's him, but I wanna make sure, so I went out of school with him and-" Kid stopped as Schala put her finger on Kid's lips.
"Wait a second, now WHY are you out of school...?"
"Uh ... it's a long story I'll tell ya later, but I want you to meet him!" said Kid, breathlessly.
"All right then. Let him in." said Schala folding her hands and leaning back in her chair.
Kid ran to the door, and motioned her hand for him to come in. Serge nodded, and stepped up into the house.
Kid turned to Serge, who stopped suddenly. Serge blinked questionably at Kid a couple of times, and cocked his head. Kid closed her eyes and said:
"I know you might not believe what my Mom has to say, but you have to try to understand."
Serge blinks again, and shrugs. "Well, ... we'll see what happens..."
As the two entered the kitchen, Schala's eyes widened for a moment. She rose quickly and ran towards Serge.
"My, my... I think you may be right Kid..." said Schala putting her hands on Serge's shoulders and examining him.
"Uh ... about what?" said Serge sweat dropping.
"Uh... Serge this is my Mom ... she has something's to ask you...." said Kid also sweat dropping.
Schala let Serge's shoulders loose and sat down.
"Please sit down Serge, I have to have a word with you." Said Schala smiling.
Serge nervously pulled a chair up and sat down. He smiled awkwardly at Schala.
"You must have heard things about me ... but you mustn't believe them. I am not crazy, I just understand things people don't know how to or want to understand," said Schala, putting her arms onto the table.
"Now, Serge, I need to ask you a few things, is that OK with you?"
"Sure, um ... no problem." Serge gulped nervously.
"Now, do you have a red bandana with golden designs on it?"
"Yeah... I do..." said Serge, loosening a little.
"Show it to me." Said Schala looking inquisitively at Serge.
Serge looked at Kid desperately, and Kid nodded for him to do it.
Serge pulled the bandana out of his pocket, and set it on the table.
"Good. Now, as I can see, you have the description of what the point is, blue hair and eyes that belong to the sea...... who do you live with?"
"Just my Mom..." said Serge.
"And what happened to your father?" asked Schala.
"Uh ... he's in an insane asylum..." said Serge, looking at the floor.
"You must be very strong to have been able to admit that..." said Schala smiling remorsefully. "Now, last question ... when you were three years old, did something happen to you? Some kind of accident or something in that area?"
"Um ... something did happen to me when I was three, but I don't remember it that well.... I was attacked by a large dog that had gotten loose in the neighborhood, I was playing outside and...." Serge held his head in vain trying to remember what happened next. "The dog chased after me and it bounded on me ... my dad drove me to the hospital ... and ... that's all I remember...."
"I think you may have found him, Kid," said Schala smiling at her daughter.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" asked Serge, lifting his head.
"Have you ever heard the saying: "History repeats itself"?... well, what I am about to explain to you has to do with that saying..." said Schala closing her eyes.
Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the front door. They all turned their heads around to somehow see what was causing the noise. Schala stood up and said:
"Shall we see who it is?"
The group walked down to the door, they cautioned for a bit and open the wood door.
There stood a ten year old blonde girl smiling up at them. Serge and Kid blinked
"Oh, it's just little Marcy..." said Kid whacking her hand against the side of her face and burying it in her hand.
"HI! Can Kid come out and play?" asked little Marcy, her eyes closing tightly.
"Hmmmm... I think Serge can wait for the explanation. You don't mind me keeping you in suspense, do you Serge?" Schala smiled sweetly towards him.
Serge blinked. "I-it's OK..."
"OK, Marcy. I'll come out and play, Serge will you come along with me?" said Kid glancing over at Serge.
"Sure, I think it'll be fun." Serge said crouching next to Marcy and smiling.
"You hairs funny mister, it's blue!" said Marcy, pulling on a strand of Serge's bangs nearly yanking Serge to the floor.
"YOW! LEGGO! I had a bad bump there today, and this isn't helping much!" Serge yelped getting his abused hair from Marcy's clutches.
Marcy grabs Kid's hand tightly and drags her outside. Marcy turns around and says rudely:
"Oh, I guess you can come, too..."
Serge walked across the lawn with his hands in his pockets. "Kids....." he mutters looking angrily at the sky.
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End Chapter 4
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