(Notes: Unexpectedly a few days ago, a student at my high school, Lauren
Crossan died from falling off a balcony at a hotel in Hawaii. I'd like to
take this little space to say, R.I.P to Lauren Crossan. You will be missed.
)
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Scarlet roamed mutely into the kitchen. It was her sanctuary. Since neither Drakken nor Shego enjoyed food preparation, Scarlet-Rose was assigned the responsibility. It actually was another hobby she had revealed, almost as entertaining as song writing. She didn't mind arousing in the early dawn to slice vegetables. It was sort of like creating a life. No meal was exactly the identical. Each unique, diverse flavors, spices, ingredients and came from different cultures. Then she heard a slight simmer from her sauce pan and focused her eyes on the direction of the startling noise.
"Shego?" She whispered a little concerned; Shego stopped chopping and twirled around, "Oh! Good morning Scarlet," Her tone was suspiciously agreeable, "I'm apologetic, I forgot to tell you, I'm cooking breakfast this morning." Scarlet responded a little disappointed, "Oh." That was unfortunate. Scarlet plopped herself down in a chair and sighed, "Great." She pretended to be thrilled to have a break. She wasn't. Shego had her hair tied back into a little stub of a ponytail, the over-sized salmon colored apron hung over her boney body. "So what's the occasion?" Shego said she didn't know Scarlet was talking about.
"It must be something --- a surprise meal to lift Drakken's spirits." Scarlet suggested right away and Shego almost chocked, "Nope that man sleeps like a rock. You snooze you lose." Scarlet knew something was up. "You slumber later than Drakken. You regularly sleep till midday." Shego grumbled but kept her encouraging expression, "I couldn't sleep last night." Shego lied. She really just sought to cheer up Scarlet because she knew something was wrong. "Really?" "Yes, really." "Oh." Scarlet tiptoed over to the top cabinet and gingerly pulled out a china plate. It was so lovely. She could almost see her reflection in the hand painted dish. Shego let her spatula fall into the pan and she took the plate from Scarlet. "I insist you relax for one day." "Please." Scarlet pleaded almost howling, this was her time of day. Now she understood how Drakken and Shego felt when they didn't get their time alone. "Chill." Shego told her tasting her creation trying not to make a face of disgust. Scarlet very innocently asked if she needed assistance but Shego very sweetly denied her offer. Scarlet sank back into her seat.
"So remind me why you wake-up at four AM to do this?" Scarlet twiddled her thumbs and responded drearily, "I need to perfect my work so it still tastes fresh when you and Drakken go to hot it up. If it takes me four hours to do faultless work, it's an honor." Scarlet-Rose said proudly while looking longingly out the windowpane. She tried to carry on the conversation, "Anyway what's on the menu?" "The refrigerator." Shego reported with a little laugh. "Leftovers have to be used for something." Scarlet tilted her head skimmed the room, the oven was on, and four different pots were steaming. "Creating the illusion that I'm actually cooking." Shego explained with a little slur to her words. Shego was relieved to see Scarlet-Rose give a visible smile to that last comment.
A little light started to peak through the shades. Scarlet hurried over to the window and pulled open the blindfolds. "Shego, this is the most rewarding part about waking up early."
There really was no better place to watch a sunrise than on a hovering lair. It was more than just beautiful. It was another unexplainable miracle Drakken had taught her about. It was explainable of course, but its remarkable beauty would always be mysterious to her. The clouds were translucent, and were almost shaded like the colors of cotton candy. Almost like you could reach into the sky and taste it. And the red orange colors would taste like cinnamon. The purple and blue, like blue berry. Pink was her favorite, strawberries. Shego thought so at least. Shego loathed the fact that Dementor might have actually seen something this extraordinary, he didn't deserve it. Just then Scarlet-Rose led Shego to the heart of the room.
Just then the sunrise peeked into the area. The light bounced off the china, pots and pans, and kitchen utensils. It reflected off the pearl white tiles into tiny little rainbows, being projected all over the kitchen walls. It was indescribable. Shego was able to stutter, "So that's why." Scarlet nodded and replied with tears behind her eyes, "Affirmative."
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About half an hour later after the sunrise, Shego and Scarlet-Rose sat down. The food wasn't restaurant quality; to be honest Shego wasn't even sure if it was fast-food quality. Now she had planned to do some long waited GIRL-ONLY talk with her. However to Shego's dismay, she wasn't getting much of the talking part. Scarlet just sort of shut out the world behind that curtain of blonde hair; whenever Shego asked something, Scarlet chewed.
But in due course every dish has to run out of food. (Even Drakken's refrigerator.) Scarlet decided that she couldn't put off talking any more so she asked a blunt question, "What do you think about Greek Mythology?" Scarlet had taken Shego by surprise, she could tell that. Shego didn't know how to answer this, it seemed like such a random question, but at least it was something to talk about. "I think it's a bunch of fairy tales the Greek's made-up to pass time, and to put some purpose in their pathetic lives." Shego told her opinion clearly and honestly. "Oh." Scarlet wiped her face with the napkin and began to clear her place, "Sometimes, It seems it could be real." She lingered a little longer than usual in the room, then exited.
"So much for that." Shego muttered under her breath.
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(More notes: Sorry for the lack of updates! As you all read above an unexpected death occurred, it was devastating for the whole town. Speaking of our town we've broken the record for lowest temperature in the town! Snow days two days in a row! Also I've been studying for my midterms. So updates may be a little slow during the next week. I apologize immensely. Hope you all liked the chapter! Don't forget I love reviews! Going to bed now because my fingers feel frozen solid. Ciao!)
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 4:30 AM the next morning. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Scarlet roamed mutely into the kitchen. It was her sanctuary. Since neither Drakken nor Shego enjoyed food preparation, Scarlet-Rose was assigned the responsibility. It actually was another hobby she had revealed, almost as entertaining as song writing. She didn't mind arousing in the early dawn to slice vegetables. It was sort of like creating a life. No meal was exactly the identical. Each unique, diverse flavors, spices, ingredients and came from different cultures. Then she heard a slight simmer from her sauce pan and focused her eyes on the direction of the startling noise.
"Shego?" She whispered a little concerned; Shego stopped chopping and twirled around, "Oh! Good morning Scarlet," Her tone was suspiciously agreeable, "I'm apologetic, I forgot to tell you, I'm cooking breakfast this morning." Scarlet responded a little disappointed, "Oh." That was unfortunate. Scarlet plopped herself down in a chair and sighed, "Great." She pretended to be thrilled to have a break. She wasn't. Shego had her hair tied back into a little stub of a ponytail, the over-sized salmon colored apron hung over her boney body. "So what's the occasion?" Shego said she didn't know Scarlet was talking about.
"It must be something --- a surprise meal to lift Drakken's spirits." Scarlet suggested right away and Shego almost chocked, "Nope that man sleeps like a rock. You snooze you lose." Scarlet knew something was up. "You slumber later than Drakken. You regularly sleep till midday." Shego grumbled but kept her encouraging expression, "I couldn't sleep last night." Shego lied. She really just sought to cheer up Scarlet because she knew something was wrong. "Really?" "Yes, really." "Oh." Scarlet tiptoed over to the top cabinet and gingerly pulled out a china plate. It was so lovely. She could almost see her reflection in the hand painted dish. Shego let her spatula fall into the pan and she took the plate from Scarlet. "I insist you relax for one day." "Please." Scarlet pleaded almost howling, this was her time of day. Now she understood how Drakken and Shego felt when they didn't get their time alone. "Chill." Shego told her tasting her creation trying not to make a face of disgust. Scarlet very innocently asked if she needed assistance but Shego very sweetly denied her offer. Scarlet sank back into her seat.
"So remind me why you wake-up at four AM to do this?" Scarlet twiddled her thumbs and responded drearily, "I need to perfect my work so it still tastes fresh when you and Drakken go to hot it up. If it takes me four hours to do faultless work, it's an honor." Scarlet-Rose said proudly while looking longingly out the windowpane. She tried to carry on the conversation, "Anyway what's on the menu?" "The refrigerator." Shego reported with a little laugh. "Leftovers have to be used for something." Scarlet tilted her head skimmed the room, the oven was on, and four different pots were steaming. "Creating the illusion that I'm actually cooking." Shego explained with a little slur to her words. Shego was relieved to see Scarlet-Rose give a visible smile to that last comment.
A little light started to peak through the shades. Scarlet hurried over to the window and pulled open the blindfolds. "Shego, this is the most rewarding part about waking up early."
There really was no better place to watch a sunrise than on a hovering lair. It was more than just beautiful. It was another unexplainable miracle Drakken had taught her about. It was explainable of course, but its remarkable beauty would always be mysterious to her. The clouds were translucent, and were almost shaded like the colors of cotton candy. Almost like you could reach into the sky and taste it. And the red orange colors would taste like cinnamon. The purple and blue, like blue berry. Pink was her favorite, strawberries. Shego thought so at least. Shego loathed the fact that Dementor might have actually seen something this extraordinary, he didn't deserve it. Just then Scarlet-Rose led Shego to the heart of the room.
Just then the sunrise peeked into the area. The light bounced off the china, pots and pans, and kitchen utensils. It reflected off the pearl white tiles into tiny little rainbows, being projected all over the kitchen walls. It was indescribable. Shego was able to stutter, "So that's why." Scarlet nodded and replied with tears behind her eyes, "Affirmative."
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About half an hour later after the sunrise, Shego and Scarlet-Rose sat down. The food wasn't restaurant quality; to be honest Shego wasn't even sure if it was fast-food quality. Now she had planned to do some long waited GIRL-ONLY talk with her. However to Shego's dismay, she wasn't getting much of the talking part. Scarlet just sort of shut out the world behind that curtain of blonde hair; whenever Shego asked something, Scarlet chewed.
But in due course every dish has to run out of food. (Even Drakken's refrigerator.) Scarlet decided that she couldn't put off talking any more so she asked a blunt question, "What do you think about Greek Mythology?" Scarlet had taken Shego by surprise, she could tell that. Shego didn't know how to answer this, it seemed like such a random question, but at least it was something to talk about. "I think it's a bunch of fairy tales the Greek's made-up to pass time, and to put some purpose in their pathetic lives." Shego told her opinion clearly and honestly. "Oh." Scarlet wiped her face with the napkin and began to clear her place, "Sometimes, It seems it could be real." She lingered a little longer than usual in the room, then exited.
"So much for that." Shego muttered under her breath.
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(More notes: Sorry for the lack of updates! As you all read above an unexpected death occurred, it was devastating for the whole town. Speaking of our town we've broken the record for lowest temperature in the town! Snow days two days in a row! Also I've been studying for my midterms. So updates may be a little slow during the next week. I apologize immensely. Hope you all liked the chapter! Don't forget I love reviews! Going to bed now because my fingers feel frozen solid. Ciao!)