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Muse
I didn't mention this in the last chapter, but time moves differently in Chloe's world, it goes much faster. So something that takes a day for us, takes her only about an hour.
Disclaimer
Chapter 3
Brady sighed as he walked into his loft, things really weren't looking up and now he was exhausted. He threw his coat on the couch and noticed a paper falling out of the pocket. He bent down and picked it up, it wasn't until he opened it that he realized what it was. The song.
He threw himself on the couch and re-read it, it was a love song. He'd known that. It would've been perfect for the finale, but now he couldn't even look at it. He crumpled the paper up and threw it in the trashcan, it landed and he was satisfied he'd never have to look at it again.
As he made his way up to his room; he noticed how much of the loft Nicole had taken over. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep with all these memories surrounding him.
*Two hours later. . .*
"Is this the last box sir?"
Brady nodded at the mover, "Yeah, thanks."
The mover nodded and made his way to the elevator. Brady went back inside, relieved to have gotten it over and done with so quickly. Nicole would probably be furious that all her clothes was thrown in boxes, Brady chuckled as he imagined her reaction.
Just then, the phone rang. (That was the worst sentence I've ever written, ever. So feel free to ignore it and make up your own sentence to fit in here.)
"Hello?"
"Brady? Where've you been? I tried calling you last night and no one answered."
"Belle, I do have a life outside of you, you know." Brady smiled at hearing his sister's voice.
"Well I know that, but I was worried. Where were you anyway?" Belle asked.
"Out, sorry."
She waited for him to elaborate and then sensing he didn't want to talk about what was bothering him, she moved on, "Ok, well I just wanted to make sure that you knew I wanted you and Nicole here at six o'clock rather than seven."
"Oh, um," He sighed, this wasn't turning out at all the way he hoped it would, "Nicole's not coming."
"What do you mean she's not coming? Is she working again, honestly Brady that girl must never sleep!"
"I actually don't know if she's working or not. We, um, well we broke up." Silence greeted him, "Tink?"
"I'm here, I was just--you broke up?"
"Things weren't going to work out. I don't really want to talk about it. I'll be there tonight at six though. I've got to go."
Before Belle could interject Brady had hung up and she was stuck wondering what exactly had happened with her brother and his fiancé.
~*~
Brady sighed as he tied his tie, he ran his hand through his hair once more and glanced in the mirror, still not totally happy with his appearance. He made his way downstairs and was about to head out when he heard a slight knock. Cursing inwardly he opened the door, and was greeted by the last person in the world he wanted to see.
"Brady, I know that you were angry yesterday, but I'm sure you've had some time to think it over and you realize that you really do love me. Now, we have a party to get to, so change your tie, because it doesn't go with my dress." Nicole walked past a very surprised Brady.
"What do you think you're doing? Do you have short-term memory loss or something? I told you I never wanted to see you again after I caught you *cheating* So get the hell out of my loft, now."
Nicole laughed, "You don't mean that Brady. You can't dump me, I made your whole career, you have no reason to write now! Without me you're an emotionless rock, so forget about dumping me, because honey, I'm your muse."
Brady took a deep breath and mentally counted to three, he didn't need this stress right now, how could he have never noticed how haughty she was? And so demanding of him, ordering him to change his tie because it didn't match her dress color, "I don't have time for this now Nicole. I want you out. Whatever I thought I felt for you or whatever you wanted me to feel for you is gone."
Nicole turned and looked him straight in the face, "You love me." She said simply.
Brady looked at her with disdain, "I feel *nothing* for you now. Not hate, not love, maybe pity, but that's the extent of my emotions for you. So get out and don't bother me again."
Tears welled up in Nicole's eyes as she looked at the one man she's ever thought she could truly love, where did she go wrong? With one last glance at him, she fled.
***
Chloe gasped as the Great Goddess' explained their plan.
"You would actually allow me to do this?" Chloe said in awe.
"We want you to do this. We of course cannot be sure it will work, but we feel it is worth a try. Because we know that Brady will refuse to work on his music, it's in his nature. And if you do this then he will be beyond inspired and he will have to create, which will enable us to help others create." Isabella explained.
Chloe nodded in understanding, then sat silent for a moment, the Goddess' looked at her for agreement, until she finally spoke, "If I do this, I-- there's no turning back, is there? I mean I can't go back to the way things were before, and Brady won't be able to either?"
Nancy nodded, "Chloe, I know that this is a big step for you, but it's something that we know you can do. The great Gods themselves agree with us. We know that you're the one who we can put to this task. You will help Brady because only you can."
A single tear ran down Chloe's face, "I understand. And I will do this. But, what of my other charges?"
Lexie laughed, a little tinkling noise that sounded like a bell, "They will be well cared for. I assure you that there's nothing to worry about."
"Will you do it?" Hope asked.
Chloe nodded, "If this is what you desire me to do, I shall. If the Great Four and their Gods suggest it, then it will be done."
"Lovely." Nancy said beaming, "Chloe as you are my creation, you will come with me." She said, offering her hand.
Chloe grasped it, light flowed through her, and she was at peace with herself.
They arrived in a long corridor, pale golden marble walls and floors, gleamed, and silk in every color possible gave it a more soothing feeling.
Chloe gazed around, trying to hide her excitement, this was a truly beautiful place that most had never even thought about journeying to.
They reached a door and stopped, Nancy smiled at her, "Chloe, after this I will probably never see you again physically. All of us will appear in your dreams and you will probably feel our presence at most times, but we will never be together like we are now. As the Goddess of Song you and I have a special bond because you are my child. We connect on a different level then with the other Goddess'. So, this is my time to say goodbye to you. Is there anything you wish to ask me before we part?"
A million thoughts ran through Chloe's mind, but only one question came out, "May I meet them?"
The words came out rushed, but Nancy knew to whom she was referring and why she was so scared, so she simply smiled and nodded her head, the door opened and the most beautiful place imaginable showed itself to her.
~*~
Leaving it off there for two reasons: 1) not really sure where it's going to go from there, I have two ideas and I don't know which I'm going to use yet and 2) I'm trying to type in the dark, which is not so fun (I'm so lazy today that I just can't be bothered to get up and turn on a light. Hope somebody comes in here soon. . .) Plus I feel shitty. So, lemme know what you think.
Muse
I didn't mention this in the last chapter, but time moves differently in Chloe's world, it goes much faster. So something that takes a day for us, takes her only about an hour.
Disclaimer
Chapter 3
Brady sighed as he walked into his loft, things really weren't looking up and now he was exhausted. He threw his coat on the couch and noticed a paper falling out of the pocket. He bent down and picked it up, it wasn't until he opened it that he realized what it was. The song.
He threw himself on the couch and re-read it, it was a love song. He'd known that. It would've been perfect for the finale, but now he couldn't even look at it. He crumpled the paper up and threw it in the trashcan, it landed and he was satisfied he'd never have to look at it again.
As he made his way up to his room; he noticed how much of the loft Nicole had taken over. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep with all these memories surrounding him.
*Two hours later. . .*
"Is this the last box sir?"
Brady nodded at the mover, "Yeah, thanks."
The mover nodded and made his way to the elevator. Brady went back inside, relieved to have gotten it over and done with so quickly. Nicole would probably be furious that all her clothes was thrown in boxes, Brady chuckled as he imagined her reaction.
Just then, the phone rang. (That was the worst sentence I've ever written, ever. So feel free to ignore it and make up your own sentence to fit in here.)
"Hello?"
"Brady? Where've you been? I tried calling you last night and no one answered."
"Belle, I do have a life outside of you, you know." Brady smiled at hearing his sister's voice.
"Well I know that, but I was worried. Where were you anyway?" Belle asked.
"Out, sorry."
She waited for him to elaborate and then sensing he didn't want to talk about what was bothering him, she moved on, "Ok, well I just wanted to make sure that you knew I wanted you and Nicole here at six o'clock rather than seven."
"Oh, um," He sighed, this wasn't turning out at all the way he hoped it would, "Nicole's not coming."
"What do you mean she's not coming? Is she working again, honestly Brady that girl must never sleep!"
"I actually don't know if she's working or not. We, um, well we broke up." Silence greeted him, "Tink?"
"I'm here, I was just--you broke up?"
"Things weren't going to work out. I don't really want to talk about it. I'll be there tonight at six though. I've got to go."
Before Belle could interject Brady had hung up and she was stuck wondering what exactly had happened with her brother and his fiancé.
~*~
Brady sighed as he tied his tie, he ran his hand through his hair once more and glanced in the mirror, still not totally happy with his appearance. He made his way downstairs and was about to head out when he heard a slight knock. Cursing inwardly he opened the door, and was greeted by the last person in the world he wanted to see.
"Brady, I know that you were angry yesterday, but I'm sure you've had some time to think it over and you realize that you really do love me. Now, we have a party to get to, so change your tie, because it doesn't go with my dress." Nicole walked past a very surprised Brady.
"What do you think you're doing? Do you have short-term memory loss or something? I told you I never wanted to see you again after I caught you *cheating* So get the hell out of my loft, now."
Nicole laughed, "You don't mean that Brady. You can't dump me, I made your whole career, you have no reason to write now! Without me you're an emotionless rock, so forget about dumping me, because honey, I'm your muse."
Brady took a deep breath and mentally counted to three, he didn't need this stress right now, how could he have never noticed how haughty she was? And so demanding of him, ordering him to change his tie because it didn't match her dress color, "I don't have time for this now Nicole. I want you out. Whatever I thought I felt for you or whatever you wanted me to feel for you is gone."
Nicole turned and looked him straight in the face, "You love me." She said simply.
Brady looked at her with disdain, "I feel *nothing* for you now. Not hate, not love, maybe pity, but that's the extent of my emotions for you. So get out and don't bother me again."
Tears welled up in Nicole's eyes as she looked at the one man she's ever thought she could truly love, where did she go wrong? With one last glance at him, she fled.
***
Chloe gasped as the Great Goddess' explained their plan.
"You would actually allow me to do this?" Chloe said in awe.
"We want you to do this. We of course cannot be sure it will work, but we feel it is worth a try. Because we know that Brady will refuse to work on his music, it's in his nature. And if you do this then he will be beyond inspired and he will have to create, which will enable us to help others create." Isabella explained.
Chloe nodded in understanding, then sat silent for a moment, the Goddess' looked at her for agreement, until she finally spoke, "If I do this, I-- there's no turning back, is there? I mean I can't go back to the way things were before, and Brady won't be able to either?"
Nancy nodded, "Chloe, I know that this is a big step for you, but it's something that we know you can do. The great Gods themselves agree with us. We know that you're the one who we can put to this task. You will help Brady because only you can."
A single tear ran down Chloe's face, "I understand. And I will do this. But, what of my other charges?"
Lexie laughed, a little tinkling noise that sounded like a bell, "They will be well cared for. I assure you that there's nothing to worry about."
"Will you do it?" Hope asked.
Chloe nodded, "If this is what you desire me to do, I shall. If the Great Four and their Gods suggest it, then it will be done."
"Lovely." Nancy said beaming, "Chloe as you are my creation, you will come with me." She said, offering her hand.
Chloe grasped it, light flowed through her, and she was at peace with herself.
They arrived in a long corridor, pale golden marble walls and floors, gleamed, and silk in every color possible gave it a more soothing feeling.
Chloe gazed around, trying to hide her excitement, this was a truly beautiful place that most had never even thought about journeying to.
They reached a door and stopped, Nancy smiled at her, "Chloe, after this I will probably never see you again physically. All of us will appear in your dreams and you will probably feel our presence at most times, but we will never be together like we are now. As the Goddess of Song you and I have a special bond because you are my child. We connect on a different level then with the other Goddess'. So, this is my time to say goodbye to you. Is there anything you wish to ask me before we part?"
A million thoughts ran through Chloe's mind, but only one question came out, "May I meet them?"
The words came out rushed, but Nancy knew to whom she was referring and why she was so scared, so she simply smiled and nodded her head, the door opened and the most beautiful place imaginable showed itself to her.
~*~
Leaving it off there for two reasons: 1) not really sure where it's going to go from there, I have two ideas and I don't know which I'm going to use yet and 2) I'm trying to type in the dark, which is not so fun (I'm so lazy today that I just can't be bothered to get up and turn on a light. Hope somebody comes in here soon. . .) Plus I feel shitty. So, lemme know what you think.