Diamond in the Rough
Disclaimer- Sadly, I own nothing. Well, practically nothing, a few random characters who, as of yet have no real importance.
"Kowabunga!!"11-year old Lillian Evans screamed as she dove headlong into her parents bed. Michal Evans grunted as his youngest daughter landed full-force on his broad back. He rolled over, grinning sleepily at his wife as Lily began bouncing happily on their mattress.
"Well somebody's in a good mood this morning," he muttered good naturedly as he gently tugged his daughters vibrant red curls. Lily stuck out her tongue, and squinted her brilliant emerald eyes at him.
"You wanna know why??" she asked mischeiviously. Michal and Rose Evans groaned affectionately, then chorused along with her as she detailed her plans for that week.
"First Amy and I are flying to Paris, by ourselves! And then we're meeting her Aunt Beatrice and visiting all the famous museums and operas and places and all sorts of stuff. On Saturday we're going to the beach and I'm gonna learn to surf and everything! And Sunday I come home and you'll all be sitting at the airport waiting and missing me sooooo much! Right??"
"Of course honey," Rose said. "We'll be counting the days."
"Good!" Lily grinned and bolted for the door. "I need to go call Amy, we're leaving in .. like 4 hours!!"
"Are you sure Beatrice Michaels knows what she's getting in to?" Michal asked as he fell back into his pillows.
"Trust me," Rose grinned. "I've known Bea since we were kids, she'll be ready for any mischief those two can dish up."
***
Lily skipped into the kitchen at breakneck speed, her long curls streaming out behind her. "I'm going to Paaaaarrrrris!!" she sang to her sour faced older sister as she poured herself a heaping bowl of cereal.
Petunia Evans attempted to flick her limp blond hair over her shoulders with spunk, but it fell back lifelessly to her bony shoulders. "Well I'm just glad it gets you out of my face for a week," she grumped. "I bet it'll rain the whole time and you'll be absolutely miserable." With an unpleasant smile Petunia heaved herself out of her chair and stalked out of the kitchen.
Lily stuck out her tongue at Petunia's retreating back and had just stuffed an enormous spoonful of cereal into her mouth when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" she screamed, spewing bits of half-chewed breakfast all over the counter. "Oops" she muttered and guiltily swept it onto the floor where her dog Bruno was begging for scraps.
She ran into the hall, elbowed her sister out of the way and flung open the door.
"Lily!" Amy Sanders screeched, her multitude of blond pigtails sticking out of her head at an array of unexpected angles. She jumped on her best friend, knocking her to the floor. The two girls hugged and screamed unintelligible nonsense at each other.
"Can you believe it?" Amy asked. "We're going to Paris! By ourselves!"
"I know!" Lily grinned. "This is soooo cool! I can't wait to go already!"
Mrs. Sanders stepped delicately over the girls and grinned weakly up at Rose Evans as she sleepily descended for the second story.
"She's been like this all morning," Mrs. Sanders explained ruefully. "I just didn't know what to do with her."
"Tell me about it," Michal muttered as he watched the girls rolling around the foyer.
"Oh well," Rose sighed. "Would you like some coffee, Janice? We might as well wait it out together."
The three adults walked into the kitchen leaving their offspring plotting ways to make their flight a little more interesting.
Unfortunately for the girls, they were not the only ones planning disruptions. Less than 20 miles away another pair of troublemakers was finalizing their plans for the day. Theirs however, went far beyond harmless childhood pranks.
Disclaimer- Sadly, I own nothing. Well, practically nothing, a few random characters who, as of yet have no real importance.
"Kowabunga!!"11-year old Lillian Evans screamed as she dove headlong into her parents bed. Michal Evans grunted as his youngest daughter landed full-force on his broad back. He rolled over, grinning sleepily at his wife as Lily began bouncing happily on their mattress.
"Well somebody's in a good mood this morning," he muttered good naturedly as he gently tugged his daughters vibrant red curls. Lily stuck out her tongue, and squinted her brilliant emerald eyes at him.
"You wanna know why??" she asked mischeiviously. Michal and Rose Evans groaned affectionately, then chorused along with her as she detailed her plans for that week.
"First Amy and I are flying to Paris, by ourselves! And then we're meeting her Aunt Beatrice and visiting all the famous museums and operas and places and all sorts of stuff. On Saturday we're going to the beach and I'm gonna learn to surf and everything! And Sunday I come home and you'll all be sitting at the airport waiting and missing me sooooo much! Right??"
"Of course honey," Rose said. "We'll be counting the days."
"Good!" Lily grinned and bolted for the door. "I need to go call Amy, we're leaving in .. like 4 hours!!"
"Are you sure Beatrice Michaels knows what she's getting in to?" Michal asked as he fell back into his pillows.
"Trust me," Rose grinned. "I've known Bea since we were kids, she'll be ready for any mischief those two can dish up."
***
Lily skipped into the kitchen at breakneck speed, her long curls streaming out behind her. "I'm going to Paaaaarrrrris!!" she sang to her sour faced older sister as she poured herself a heaping bowl of cereal.
Petunia Evans attempted to flick her limp blond hair over her shoulders with spunk, but it fell back lifelessly to her bony shoulders. "Well I'm just glad it gets you out of my face for a week," she grumped. "I bet it'll rain the whole time and you'll be absolutely miserable." With an unpleasant smile Petunia heaved herself out of her chair and stalked out of the kitchen.
Lily stuck out her tongue at Petunia's retreating back and had just stuffed an enormous spoonful of cereal into her mouth when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" she screamed, spewing bits of half-chewed breakfast all over the counter. "Oops" she muttered and guiltily swept it onto the floor where her dog Bruno was begging for scraps.
She ran into the hall, elbowed her sister out of the way and flung open the door.
"Lily!" Amy Sanders screeched, her multitude of blond pigtails sticking out of her head at an array of unexpected angles. She jumped on her best friend, knocking her to the floor. The two girls hugged and screamed unintelligible nonsense at each other.
"Can you believe it?" Amy asked. "We're going to Paris! By ourselves!"
"I know!" Lily grinned. "This is soooo cool! I can't wait to go already!"
Mrs. Sanders stepped delicately over the girls and grinned weakly up at Rose Evans as she sleepily descended for the second story.
"She's been like this all morning," Mrs. Sanders explained ruefully. "I just didn't know what to do with her."
"Tell me about it," Michal muttered as he watched the girls rolling around the foyer.
"Oh well," Rose sighed. "Would you like some coffee, Janice? We might as well wait it out together."
The three adults walked into the kitchen leaving their offspring plotting ways to make their flight a little more interesting.
Unfortunately for the girls, they were not the only ones planning disruptions. Less than 20 miles away another pair of troublemakers was finalizing their plans for the day. Theirs however, went far beyond harmless childhood pranks.
