New Century
Chapter IV: Food for All! ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
YES!! I got outta my rut!!! Three cheers for me! That didn't take long.
Tell me if you think I should introduce the characters one by one or all together. Well, there will be the appearance of one other character in this chappie, so enjoy!! Oh, and I changed Chibodee's name spelling, just to let you know. I'm not going to change it in the others, just from hereon out.
Disclaimer: I'm lazy, see last chapter. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
If you haven't quite figured it out yet, the way to Rosary Inns takes us through a whole host of areas. You've seen the mall, bar, and park, now time to take a trip into the market. George was up ahead. I kept thinking, as people watched us pass, that George definitely needed new clothes. As we neared the market, I noticed an unusual crowd around a booth with heavenly scents drifting over to us. I identified it as Chinese, specifically fried rice. Chibodee, being the gluttonous freak he was, just pushed his way through the crowd, earning his share of hostile stares.
"'Ey, China! Whatcha making?" he called over the heads of the crowd (he was at least half a foot taller).
"Food!" called a very familiar voice. "Free food!"
George and I waded closer, and a look at the chef confirmed my suspicions. There, standing in the booth, was Sai Sici of Neo-China. He flicked the pan he was holding up over his head, not faltering when the shades that were balancing atop his head fell across his eyes. He smiled broader as he saw Chibodee and George, but his happiness dimmed somewhat when he saw me. He put his sunglasses atop his head again and peered at me more closely. He talked to Chibodee for a moment then looked back at me once more.
"Want some food Sis?" he called. I figured he was talking to me.
"Nah, not really," I said. Then, with stars in my eyes, I walked up to him. "But are you really Sai Sici from Neo-China?!"
"Uh.yah," he answered hesitantly.
"Good, then you're comin' with me!" I said, and hauled him out of the booth.
"HEY!!" shouted the whole crowd.
"Closing time," I answered. Mumbling, the crowd dispersed.
"But I was havin' fun." the short Chinese boy said dejectedly. I glanced back at him.
"You're sixteen, right? In this day and age, for people your age to be running a food booth alone isn't very usual," I said in explanation. I looked him up and down. If you've ever seen the eppie where Sai meets Cecil, you can imagine what he's wearing. If you haven't, here's the low- down: he's wearin' a pink shirt with a yellow and green short-sleeved jacket--more like over shirt--, blue shorts, little white slipper-like thingies and sunglasses.
"Yeah, but--" Sai Sici started, but I cut him off.
"I'm older than you, so you listen to me. 'Sides, the faster we get to your friends, the faster your friends can meet mine," I said.
"Who's your friend?" Chibodee asked. I winked at him.
"That's a secret, Queenie," I said.
"Hey! I told you not to call me that!" he shouted.
"Let's go!" I said, ignoring his outburst. George nodded, and, with Chibodee dragging China-boy, we left. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
Grrrr.short chapter, I know. But we're gettin' to the good part! I just hope I don't get stuck in another rut.
~*DD*~
Chapter IV: Food for All! ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
YES!! I got outta my rut!!! Three cheers for me! That didn't take long.
Tell me if you think I should introduce the characters one by one or all together. Well, there will be the appearance of one other character in this chappie, so enjoy!! Oh, and I changed Chibodee's name spelling, just to let you know. I'm not going to change it in the others, just from hereon out.
Disclaimer: I'm lazy, see last chapter. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
If you haven't quite figured it out yet, the way to Rosary Inns takes us through a whole host of areas. You've seen the mall, bar, and park, now time to take a trip into the market. George was up ahead. I kept thinking, as people watched us pass, that George definitely needed new clothes. As we neared the market, I noticed an unusual crowd around a booth with heavenly scents drifting over to us. I identified it as Chinese, specifically fried rice. Chibodee, being the gluttonous freak he was, just pushed his way through the crowd, earning his share of hostile stares.
"'Ey, China! Whatcha making?" he called over the heads of the crowd (he was at least half a foot taller).
"Food!" called a very familiar voice. "Free food!"
George and I waded closer, and a look at the chef confirmed my suspicions. There, standing in the booth, was Sai Sici of Neo-China. He flicked the pan he was holding up over his head, not faltering when the shades that were balancing atop his head fell across his eyes. He smiled broader as he saw Chibodee and George, but his happiness dimmed somewhat when he saw me. He put his sunglasses atop his head again and peered at me more closely. He talked to Chibodee for a moment then looked back at me once more.
"Want some food Sis?" he called. I figured he was talking to me.
"Nah, not really," I said. Then, with stars in my eyes, I walked up to him. "But are you really Sai Sici from Neo-China?!"
"Uh.yah," he answered hesitantly.
"Good, then you're comin' with me!" I said, and hauled him out of the booth.
"HEY!!" shouted the whole crowd.
"Closing time," I answered. Mumbling, the crowd dispersed.
"But I was havin' fun." the short Chinese boy said dejectedly. I glanced back at him.
"You're sixteen, right? In this day and age, for people your age to be running a food booth alone isn't very usual," I said in explanation. I looked him up and down. If you've ever seen the eppie where Sai meets Cecil, you can imagine what he's wearing. If you haven't, here's the low- down: he's wearin' a pink shirt with a yellow and green short-sleeved jacket--more like over shirt--, blue shorts, little white slipper-like thingies and sunglasses.
"Yeah, but--" Sai Sici started, but I cut him off.
"I'm older than you, so you listen to me. 'Sides, the faster we get to your friends, the faster your friends can meet mine," I said.
"Who's your friend?" Chibodee asked. I winked at him.
"That's a secret, Queenie," I said.
"Hey! I told you not to call me that!" he shouted.
"Let's go!" I said, ignoring his outburst. George nodded, and, with Chibodee dragging China-boy, we left. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
Grrrr.short chapter, I know. But we're gettin' to the good part! I just hope I don't get stuck in another rut.
~*DD*~