Here's the chappy. Sorry it took so long to post it up (okay, not too long, but long for me ^_^). Hope you enjoy!! :)
DISCLAIMER: Even though I wish I did own these characters, I don't…I only own Jimmy, Mrs. Brezack (Jane), and Mr. Brezack
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Dinner had gone by slow and silently. No one had said anything, although, Mrs. Brezack apologized for the 2nd time. He accepted the apology, but kept quite for the rest of the night.
He had just gotten to his room when he started thinking of the guys again. God, he wished he could talk to them…Letters!
"Oh yeah!" He muttered to himself. Thankful of remembering, Squid ran over to his desk and looked through the draws for paper.
No, no, no…there! Ahah! Paper. He pulled a piece out, and grabbed the pencil lying carelessly on top of the wood surface. Just as he put pencil to paper, he had no clue of what to write.
"Umm…" He thought for several minutes before starting.
Dear X, Zig, Armpit, Caveman, Zero, and Magnet,
Thinking of the words he wrote, he scowled. That was way too formal. He erased the writing, and started again.
Hey guys,
Hmm…would that work? If not, he could just write it over, so he continued.
What's up? Life here is okay. I saw the color green today. Haha, it was pretty cool. I wish you guys were he to see it too. I miss you guys.
Anyway, my new family isn't as bad as I would have thought. Actually, they're pretty normal. I wish they would just lighten up a little, you know? They're acting kinda like they have to suck up to me.
They also call me Alan. Do you have any clue about how annoying that is??
I'll have to come see you soon. I'll ask tomorrow, I promise.
Well, guys, I have no clue what to talk about. My room is pretty bed. A bed feels wonderful! I couldn't have imagined something so nice in my life. No offence, but I'm glad I'm outta those cots.
Mail me back soon…there's not much to do here. I'll talk to you later.
~Squid
As Squid read his letter over again, he cringed. That sounded nothing like him. But, of course it wouldn't, right? It was his first letter-
"Alan?"
"Yeah, mom?" OH SHIT! What the hell did he just say?! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! Now they were gonna think that he actually thought he was their family!! How worse could this get?
A pause was at the door, and then the door opened, revealing Mrs. Brezack. She just stood there.
"God. Sorry about that-" but he was interrupted.
"No, no, no. Please don't be sorry. It's just been so long since Jimmy has called me that-"
"No. I meant that I didn't mean to call you that. I was just thinking about my mom." Well, that excuse would work, right?
"Oh, I'm sorry." Again, she just stood staring at him.
"Is there anything you need?" Squid asked impatiently. He wanted to finish this conversation and plop into his bed.
"Well…" She paused, then was about to continue when Squid cut in,
"Is it all right if I go to bed? I'm kinda tired." Whatever she was about to say sounded important, and he didn't that to build on his list right now.
"Yes, go ahead, sure." She looked uncertain at first, and then smiled, "I'll see you in the morning."
"Wait!" Squid stood up and walked hesitantly up to her. He looked to the floor, then back up to her.
"Sorry about tonight."
"Alan, hunny, it's all right."
"Hey, hey, Mrs. Brezack. No 'hunny' around here. Alan is okay, but no 'hunny'." Smiling, he reached in for a quick hug goodnight, and Mrs. Brezack returned it.
"And, mister, around here, people either go by Jane or mom." Squid sighed and jumped onto the bed, feet hanging off the edge.
"Fine…" Squid laughed. Jane walked out and closed the door just as Squid murmured,
"Goodnight mom."
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Hmm…that chapter was an interesting one to write. And right now, I have major writers block. Maybe some ideas here and there? Please review and tell me! Thanx!
P.S.-I really appreciate all your reviews! They're helping me a lot. Trust me; nothing will keep me from writing this story…well, except a really bad flame ;)
~B.