A/N: Hey...love my teachers, they havent been giving me h/w much..and i
probably just cursed it, but owell. Anyways, im trying something new with
uploading, so if it's all bunchy up, wait a bit, cause ill change it if it
is.
When I woke, I knew Mom, Dad and Mary K would be gone. I was right. Stretching lazily, I felt a large warm lump laying on my stomach. Reaching down, I stroked Dagda. He purred softly, then sprung up and away. I closed my eyes again, suddenly getting the smell of toast, pop tarts and pancakes cross my mind. No, cross my sense of smell. Reaching out, I realized it wasn't only Dagda and I in the house.
"Good morning, great mother of mine," Moira waltzed into the living room, wearing one of Hunter's shirts, and a pair of my jeans. Over that, she was wearing an apron, covered in little flowers. I laughed. Her long brown hair was swept up into a neat ponytail and was swinging as she walked closer. I laughed harder, making my stomach vibrate. Her face was covered in flour.
"What?!" She asked, smiling. I reached out, noticing it didn't hurt to do so, and wiped some flour off her nose. I lifted my finger to show her. "Oh," she wiped her face with the sleeve of her shirt. "We decided to make you some breakfast from scratch. Well, Sky and Auntie did anyways. I just got in the way. Dad and Maille are the real cooks besides you, but they didn't come."
Shock crossed my face. "Why not? Where are they?"
"At Dad's place, feeling all guilty and junk. It was a sad sight really. Dad told us what happened this morning. Got caught by gramma and grandpa, on the bed at one in the morning. Nasty deal mom." Clearly, Moira took after Hunter in being a morning person. "So us three girls, decided to come make you some breakfast, then kidnap you. I really wanna see Robbie and Bree again. Their great. Maybe they can help us with the search." She popped up, and bounced off to the kitchen. I groaned and closed my eyes again.
"Morning Morgan. Breakfast?" Sky came into see me. I opened my eyes and sat up. "Did you get a taste of perky Miss Moira?" She came over to help me stand, as I put the crutches under my arms.
"Did I ever. She takes after her dad." We hobbled, well I did, Sky walked normally, to the kitchen. She helped me sit, then set my crutches aside.
"Hello Alwyn." I said tiredly. She was washing the pans they had used.
"Oh, good morning Morgan. Good to see you not in a hospital bed." She smiled brightly, reminding me greatly of Hunter.
"Thanks. It's good to not be in a hospital bed. Its good to be able to move again too." I smelt the air again. "Smells good, whatever you did cook." Moira came into the kitchen, from wherever she was and stood beside Alwyn. I smirked. Moira was at least 5'7, around the same height as me. Alwyn was barely 5'4. Moira wrapped her arm around her tiny Aunt Alwyn's shoulder. Sky came over to me and plopped a plate of food in front of me.
"Enjoy." I dug in. "You two are great cooks!" I said, before I put another mouthful of pancakes in my mouth.
Moira smiled and sat down beside me, a hand behind her back. "My contribution to breakfast," she plopped a diet coke on the table.
"That's my girl!" I laughed and took a good, long sip. "Now that hits the spot." Alwyn finished with the dishes, and join us at the table.
"So Hunter filled us in on the whole situation. You don't by chance have any books here? We could read while you eat." Alwyn said. For being only sixteen years old, she was very grown up.
"Yea, there in my room. On my desk I..." I stopped talking completely. Moira blinked, and the books scattered across the table. "On the table. Moira?!"
"Holy," Sky and Alwyn whispered at the same time. Moira grabbed the nearest book, and started flipping pages. After a few minutes, she realized we were all still staring at her.
"What? Okay, we know I'm powerful, and I was just trying to help out. Can we stop staring, and read. Please." After a few seconds of not moving, we all grabbed a book.
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Nothing," I said finally, closing my book. Alwyn sat her head in the palms, then looked around the table with happy eyes.
"I've read about it before. See, I'm kind of a book worm, and I read just because. Dragon Spirit. Scottish folktale! That's where I read it. It's a folktale."
I smiled, beaming at my soon to be sister-in-law. "Did you by chance bring the book with you?" We all looked at her hopefully. She scanned her mind then frowned. "No. But I know what it looks like, what it's called. Is there a library in this town?"
"Yes. It's open at 11am." Throwing a quick glance to the oven clock, it was 10:30. "I'll get dressed, then we can called Hunter and Maille and tell them to meet us there?" I suggested.
"Call Bree and Robbie too!" Moira added.
"Sounds like a plan." Sky nodded approvingly, as did Alwyn.
"I'll go grab you some clothes." Moira bounced off her chair, and bolted upstairs.
We all stared at her. "She's a...real perky girl." Alwyn said. I nodded and laughed. "That's my niece I tell ya. Hunter was the exact same before...Linden." Silene rested over the room, leaving it filled with tension. Luckily, Moira came prancing downstairs, clothes hanging off her arm.
"There ya go." She handed then too me, then took them back and helped me stand.
After getting dressed, which was very difficult, I went to grab my coat. "I hate crutches." I groaned. Alwyn laughed, and came to help.
"Sky and Moira are in the car." After shuffling one foot into a shoe, and making sure my other foot was wrapped in many warm socks, we went out to the car.
"I called Robbie," Moira started. "He thought I was you."
"I called Hunter and Maille. Their meeting us there." Sky said, shifting the car into gear.
"I phoned Bree too, but she wasn't home." Moira added. The rest of the way was riding in silence.
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When I woke, I knew Mom, Dad and Mary K would be gone. I was right. Stretching lazily, I felt a large warm lump laying on my stomach. Reaching down, I stroked Dagda. He purred softly, then sprung up and away. I closed my eyes again, suddenly getting the smell of toast, pop tarts and pancakes cross my mind. No, cross my sense of smell. Reaching out, I realized it wasn't only Dagda and I in the house.
"Good morning, great mother of mine," Moira waltzed into the living room, wearing one of Hunter's shirts, and a pair of my jeans. Over that, she was wearing an apron, covered in little flowers. I laughed. Her long brown hair was swept up into a neat ponytail and was swinging as she walked closer. I laughed harder, making my stomach vibrate. Her face was covered in flour.
"What?!" She asked, smiling. I reached out, noticing it didn't hurt to do so, and wiped some flour off her nose. I lifted my finger to show her. "Oh," she wiped her face with the sleeve of her shirt. "We decided to make you some breakfast from scratch. Well, Sky and Auntie did anyways. I just got in the way. Dad and Maille are the real cooks besides you, but they didn't come."
Shock crossed my face. "Why not? Where are they?"
"At Dad's place, feeling all guilty and junk. It was a sad sight really. Dad told us what happened this morning. Got caught by gramma and grandpa, on the bed at one in the morning. Nasty deal mom." Clearly, Moira took after Hunter in being a morning person. "So us three girls, decided to come make you some breakfast, then kidnap you. I really wanna see Robbie and Bree again. Their great. Maybe they can help us with the search." She popped up, and bounced off to the kitchen. I groaned and closed my eyes again.
"Morning Morgan. Breakfast?" Sky came into see me. I opened my eyes and sat up. "Did you get a taste of perky Miss Moira?" She came over to help me stand, as I put the crutches under my arms.
"Did I ever. She takes after her dad." We hobbled, well I did, Sky walked normally, to the kitchen. She helped me sit, then set my crutches aside.
"Hello Alwyn." I said tiredly. She was washing the pans they had used.
"Oh, good morning Morgan. Good to see you not in a hospital bed." She smiled brightly, reminding me greatly of Hunter.
"Thanks. It's good to not be in a hospital bed. Its good to be able to move again too." I smelt the air again. "Smells good, whatever you did cook." Moira came into the kitchen, from wherever she was and stood beside Alwyn. I smirked. Moira was at least 5'7, around the same height as me. Alwyn was barely 5'4. Moira wrapped her arm around her tiny Aunt Alwyn's shoulder. Sky came over to me and plopped a plate of food in front of me.
"Enjoy." I dug in. "You two are great cooks!" I said, before I put another mouthful of pancakes in my mouth.
Moira smiled and sat down beside me, a hand behind her back. "My contribution to breakfast," she plopped a diet coke on the table.
"That's my girl!" I laughed and took a good, long sip. "Now that hits the spot." Alwyn finished with the dishes, and join us at the table.
"So Hunter filled us in on the whole situation. You don't by chance have any books here? We could read while you eat." Alwyn said. For being only sixteen years old, she was very grown up.
"Yea, there in my room. On my desk I..." I stopped talking completely. Moira blinked, and the books scattered across the table. "On the table. Moira?!"
"Holy," Sky and Alwyn whispered at the same time. Moira grabbed the nearest book, and started flipping pages. After a few minutes, she realized we were all still staring at her.
"What? Okay, we know I'm powerful, and I was just trying to help out. Can we stop staring, and read. Please." After a few seconds of not moving, we all grabbed a book.
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Nothing," I said finally, closing my book. Alwyn sat her head in the palms, then looked around the table with happy eyes.
"I've read about it before. See, I'm kind of a book worm, and I read just because. Dragon Spirit. Scottish folktale! That's where I read it. It's a folktale."
I smiled, beaming at my soon to be sister-in-law. "Did you by chance bring the book with you?" We all looked at her hopefully. She scanned her mind then frowned. "No. But I know what it looks like, what it's called. Is there a library in this town?"
"Yes. It's open at 11am." Throwing a quick glance to the oven clock, it was 10:30. "I'll get dressed, then we can called Hunter and Maille and tell them to meet us there?" I suggested.
"Call Bree and Robbie too!" Moira added.
"Sounds like a plan." Sky nodded approvingly, as did Alwyn.
"I'll go grab you some clothes." Moira bounced off her chair, and bolted upstairs.
We all stared at her. "She's a...real perky girl." Alwyn said. I nodded and laughed. "That's my niece I tell ya. Hunter was the exact same before...Linden." Silene rested over the room, leaving it filled with tension. Luckily, Moira came prancing downstairs, clothes hanging off her arm.
"There ya go." She handed then too me, then took them back and helped me stand.
After getting dressed, which was very difficult, I went to grab my coat. "I hate crutches." I groaned. Alwyn laughed, and came to help.
"Sky and Moira are in the car." After shuffling one foot into a shoe, and making sure my other foot was wrapped in many warm socks, we went out to the car.
"I called Robbie," Moira started. "He thought I was you."
"I called Hunter and Maille. Their meeting us there." Sky said, shifting the car into gear.
"I phoned Bree too, but she wasn't home." Moira added. The rest of the way was riding in silence.
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