Forgive for a non-update for a couple of days. I took kinda ill recently
and certainly didn't feel like writing. Hopefully this chapter doesn't'
suck too much! I'll try to get another up soon! Enjoy!
"Averman we are only going to be gone a few days can you not hurry up?" Charlie yelled up at the balcony from the parking lot below. Averman appeared on the balcony and responded back.
"Keep your shorts on I'm coming! What's the rush anyway? We won't miss the flight!" He shrugged and started inside. Luis then appeared on the balcony next door and instantly everyone went into panic.
"Oh no he's gonna do it!" Goldberg yelled loudly and ran unto the mini bus waiting to take them to the airport. Luis looked down puzzled and asked.
"What's his problem?"
The entire team stared up in shock that he spoke like a normal human. They looked at one another scared to talk for a moment.
"He's just really ready to go! That's all!" Connie smiled up at him. Luis nodded then started inside, they all took a deep breath but before they could exhale they heard what they feared most.
"Oh Duckies, Duckies.. where for art thou Duckies?" Luis proclaimed down at them all.
"I'm going to hurt him. Oh yes I am." Fulton grumbled.
Averman yelled up at Louis pointing. "Pain! Lots of Pain!!!!"
Luis got a lost look on his face and Connie laughed loudly then explained.
"It's from the movie A Knight's Tale." She kept laughing and patted Averman on the head as she walked by. "Very good Averman."
"Thanks Connie." He smiled and got on the bus behind her and Guy.
Portman sat there fiddling with his CD player looking out the window impatiently waiting for everyone to get on the bus. Finally the entire time loaded up and set off to the airport. They arrived at the airport, got their bags checked then boarded the flight an hour later and were on their way to Maine.
At the same time the team was airborne, Julie was recovering from her first of many sleepless nights back at home. She had given up around 6am and got up to take a long shower, hoping that would relax her some. It didn't work, so she gave up and got dressed for the day. She looked at herself in the mirror. "This is as dressy as she's gonna get me." She muttered softly to herself. She smoothed her skirt out at the bottom, just above her knees and looked over at her two pairs of shoes she'd laid put before. She thought a moment then smiled. "Now why would I look completely like she wants?" She walked over and grabbed her knee high black boots and pulled them on, then tossed the little loafer like shoes back in a bag.
She pulled on the sleeves of her sweater till they were down past her wrist. It was a bad habit she had in doing that but when she was nervous it happened. She walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen. She was halfway there when the sweet smells hit her. She picked up her pace and walked into the kitchen with a smile.
"Humm apple cinnamon pancakes. " She smiled at Betsy the cook.
"Your favorite miss Julie." She smiled.
"Sure is." Julie went over and grabbed a glass of milk and sat herself down at the small breakfast table. Her grandfather later joined her and they ate a very nice and quiet breakfast. Nice and quiet was not however an accurate description of how the Ducks were at that moment.
"That's it." Portman said and got up from his seat and walked two rows up. "If you don't shut your trap and chill out you will be wishing you had a fate as nice as those Shakespearean people, you understand?"
Luis looked up cautiously and nodded slowly. Portman walked back to his seat to the sounds of giggles and applause amongst not only the Ducks but also other people seated by them. Luis leaned over and spoke quietly to Ken.
"You know, people just don't understand that I must immerse myself in the script to better understand the feeling." He spoke frustrated.
"I have a feeling you will definitely feel the script and then some soon if you don't watch yourself. Especially around Portman he's on edge lately, dude." Ken spoke quietly.
Luis nodded and grabbed his headphones and tried to not speak with his newfound favorite accent the rest of the flight. Connie was having a blast beating Guy, Averman and Dwayne at Poker; Charlie was arguing yet again with Goldberg over the NHL; and Russ was trying his best to ignore both Charlie and Goldberg. Fulton glanced over at Portman who stared out the window. He elbowed him and asked "You ok?"
"Yeah, just ready to get on the ground. Ironic isn't it? I'm a duck and I'm not fond of flying." He smiled a bit. "What's that game you're playing?"
"Taipei." Fulton said tearing his eyes off the computer screen once more. "You can play a round if you want." He added.
"No thanks man, I'll just grab a nap." He nodded and dug out his CD player again and cranked the music and closed his eyes.
"Julie Kristina Gaffney get in here now!" Her mother's shrill voice rang out shattering the lovely silence that had previously been enjoyed by Julie and well everyone else at the Gaffney estate. Julie groaned and jumped up and followed her mother's voice till she found her. She walked in the formal dining room finding her mother and brother having their breakfast.
"And just what is your excuse for missing breakfast?" Her mother asked sharply.
"I ate breakfast in the nook with grandfather." Julie answered annoyed.
"You would think you'd had learned some sort of conduct in schooling. You should have been sent to England to school like I'd wanted. But you always have gotten your way. Stop eating with the servants Julie it's not proper." He mother snorted.
"And this isn't the dark ages mother, I will eat with whom I want. Oh and grandfather hardly could be confused as a servant." Julie quipped quickly. She turned and started out when her mother's voice rang out again.
"And your outfit could be better, what trash wears those kind of boots anyway."
"Apparently girls who refuse to be ladies." Her brother remarked and they laughed as Julie fumed and stomped back towards the stairs. She reached her bedroom and slammed the door. She crossed the room and flopped down on her bed.
What seemed like only a matter of minutes later she was aroused by the sounds of the doorbell; She rose up and looked over at the clock seeing she'd been asleep for close to five hours now. She crawled off the bed and headed back down the stairs. She heard the sounds of many muffled voices as she rounded the last landing and headed down the final staircase. She suddenly was met with a few whistles and glanced up surprised, slowly a smile crossed her face and so did a hint of red.
"Wow. Truly a fair lady." A Latin accented voice spoke up to her.
She hit the last stair and started to speak when her brother entered the hall with her mother. She smiled even bigger at the shocked looks on their faces.
"Mother, Brother.." She paused a moment and moved to the side and waved her hand at the people now beside her.
"Meet the Ducks."
"Averman we are only going to be gone a few days can you not hurry up?" Charlie yelled up at the balcony from the parking lot below. Averman appeared on the balcony and responded back.
"Keep your shorts on I'm coming! What's the rush anyway? We won't miss the flight!" He shrugged and started inside. Luis then appeared on the balcony next door and instantly everyone went into panic.
"Oh no he's gonna do it!" Goldberg yelled loudly and ran unto the mini bus waiting to take them to the airport. Luis looked down puzzled and asked.
"What's his problem?"
The entire team stared up in shock that he spoke like a normal human. They looked at one another scared to talk for a moment.
"He's just really ready to go! That's all!" Connie smiled up at him. Luis nodded then started inside, they all took a deep breath but before they could exhale they heard what they feared most.
"Oh Duckies, Duckies.. where for art thou Duckies?" Luis proclaimed down at them all.
"I'm going to hurt him. Oh yes I am." Fulton grumbled.
Averman yelled up at Louis pointing. "Pain! Lots of Pain!!!!"
Luis got a lost look on his face and Connie laughed loudly then explained.
"It's from the movie A Knight's Tale." She kept laughing and patted Averman on the head as she walked by. "Very good Averman."
"Thanks Connie." He smiled and got on the bus behind her and Guy.
Portman sat there fiddling with his CD player looking out the window impatiently waiting for everyone to get on the bus. Finally the entire time loaded up and set off to the airport. They arrived at the airport, got their bags checked then boarded the flight an hour later and were on their way to Maine.
At the same time the team was airborne, Julie was recovering from her first of many sleepless nights back at home. She had given up around 6am and got up to take a long shower, hoping that would relax her some. It didn't work, so she gave up and got dressed for the day. She looked at herself in the mirror. "This is as dressy as she's gonna get me." She muttered softly to herself. She smoothed her skirt out at the bottom, just above her knees and looked over at her two pairs of shoes she'd laid put before. She thought a moment then smiled. "Now why would I look completely like she wants?" She walked over and grabbed her knee high black boots and pulled them on, then tossed the little loafer like shoes back in a bag.
She pulled on the sleeves of her sweater till they were down past her wrist. It was a bad habit she had in doing that but when she was nervous it happened. She walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen. She was halfway there when the sweet smells hit her. She picked up her pace and walked into the kitchen with a smile.
"Humm apple cinnamon pancakes. " She smiled at Betsy the cook.
"Your favorite miss Julie." She smiled.
"Sure is." Julie went over and grabbed a glass of milk and sat herself down at the small breakfast table. Her grandfather later joined her and they ate a very nice and quiet breakfast. Nice and quiet was not however an accurate description of how the Ducks were at that moment.
"That's it." Portman said and got up from his seat and walked two rows up. "If you don't shut your trap and chill out you will be wishing you had a fate as nice as those Shakespearean people, you understand?"
Luis looked up cautiously and nodded slowly. Portman walked back to his seat to the sounds of giggles and applause amongst not only the Ducks but also other people seated by them. Luis leaned over and spoke quietly to Ken.
"You know, people just don't understand that I must immerse myself in the script to better understand the feeling." He spoke frustrated.
"I have a feeling you will definitely feel the script and then some soon if you don't watch yourself. Especially around Portman he's on edge lately, dude." Ken spoke quietly.
Luis nodded and grabbed his headphones and tried to not speak with his newfound favorite accent the rest of the flight. Connie was having a blast beating Guy, Averman and Dwayne at Poker; Charlie was arguing yet again with Goldberg over the NHL; and Russ was trying his best to ignore both Charlie and Goldberg. Fulton glanced over at Portman who stared out the window. He elbowed him and asked "You ok?"
"Yeah, just ready to get on the ground. Ironic isn't it? I'm a duck and I'm not fond of flying." He smiled a bit. "What's that game you're playing?"
"Taipei." Fulton said tearing his eyes off the computer screen once more. "You can play a round if you want." He added.
"No thanks man, I'll just grab a nap." He nodded and dug out his CD player again and cranked the music and closed his eyes.
"Julie Kristina Gaffney get in here now!" Her mother's shrill voice rang out shattering the lovely silence that had previously been enjoyed by Julie and well everyone else at the Gaffney estate. Julie groaned and jumped up and followed her mother's voice till she found her. She walked in the formal dining room finding her mother and brother having their breakfast.
"And just what is your excuse for missing breakfast?" Her mother asked sharply.
"I ate breakfast in the nook with grandfather." Julie answered annoyed.
"You would think you'd had learned some sort of conduct in schooling. You should have been sent to England to school like I'd wanted. But you always have gotten your way. Stop eating with the servants Julie it's not proper." He mother snorted.
"And this isn't the dark ages mother, I will eat with whom I want. Oh and grandfather hardly could be confused as a servant." Julie quipped quickly. She turned and started out when her mother's voice rang out again.
"And your outfit could be better, what trash wears those kind of boots anyway."
"Apparently girls who refuse to be ladies." Her brother remarked and they laughed as Julie fumed and stomped back towards the stairs. She reached her bedroom and slammed the door. She crossed the room and flopped down on her bed.
What seemed like only a matter of minutes later she was aroused by the sounds of the doorbell; She rose up and looked over at the clock seeing she'd been asleep for close to five hours now. She crawled off the bed and headed back down the stairs. She heard the sounds of many muffled voices as she rounded the last landing and headed down the final staircase. She suddenly was met with a few whistles and glanced up surprised, slowly a smile crossed her face and so did a hint of red.
"Wow. Truly a fair lady." A Latin accented voice spoke up to her.
She hit the last stair and started to speak when her brother entered the hall with her mother. She smiled even bigger at the shocked looks on their faces.
"Mother, Brother.." She paused a moment and moved to the side and waved her hand at the people now beside her.
"Meet the Ducks."
