Enchanted Rain
Disclaimer: My friends and I do not own Ella Enchanted or the characters of G Gundam.
A/N: First of all I would like to thank my two friends who help me write this story. Both of them have authors accounts here on fanfiction and fictionpress. My editor's author's name is Lambchomps on fanfiction if you are interested in reading any of her stories. She was the one who wrote the first chapter of Enchanted Rain from my outline. Now she just edits my stories. My outliner's author's name is Mooser88 on fictionpress if you like reading dramas/original stories.
Thank you i won't tell and sqeekers for reviewing. I'm sorry but I can't update very often until the summer thanks to school and sports. Overall I'm flattered that you both enjoy my story so far so I'll continue it until the end. It has been a long time since I last updated! I just went and seen Ella Enchanted today. The movie was okay, but I thought the book was a lot better. They left out a lot of stuff and put extra stuff in the movie. I do not want to ruin the movie for any one of you who has not seen it yet.
Enjoy the chapter and please don't forget to read and review.
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"I looked down at my bed ashamed for my sudden outburst and apologized to him. He got up and patted me awkwardly on the back and left my room. I was glad to be alone again. As soon as I heard the door shut, I got up and started getting ready for bed. As soon as I had my night gown on, I went to bed thinking that tomorrow would be better than it was today. I tried to sleep the night away only to have my thoughts linger back to my mother's death."
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Chapter 3: Good Bye
The next day I was rudely awakened by someone knocking on my door. Life is not fair, because just a few moments before I had fallen into a restless sleep about my mother's funeral and the royal Kasshu family attending. The knocking stopped for a few moments, just long enough for me to fall back into my dream. But then the racket persisted. KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK... For the second time in one day the knocking had jolted me from my reverie. Agitated, I yelled, "Who is it?" The person answered, "It's me.. Schwartz Bruder. Rain, may I please come in?"
Vexed from being woken up, I sarcastically answered, "Fine. Come in." Schwartz opened the door and solemnly walked in. I sat up in my bed, because I did not feel the need to get out of bed since I was so tired. He came over to my bed and sat down on the end. He was silent for a few minutes and then said, "I'm glad that you are awake-" I cut him off and said, "Yeah, only because you woke me up with your knocking." "Sorry, but you had to get up. The funeral is less than three hours away and you have to get dressed," Schwartz answered now annoyed. Upon hearing the word funeral I began breaking up. I fell back on my bed and buried my face into the pillow only to begin my pathetic sobbing. Schwartz seemed to relax for he began patting me on the back to comfort me. Eventually I stopped my crying. Schwartz gently got up and signaled to a maid to come in. Before he went he said to me, "Rain, I'll leave you now to get ready. I'll see you at the gathering."
As he left, the maid bustled around my room gathering a black formal dress for the sad occasion. I laid there very quietly until I drifted back off to sleep. All of a sudden I was hit by a cold draft of air. I woke up instantly to see that my maid had pulled off my bed's covers. I yelled at her, "Cecil, what do you think you are doing!?" Cecil hotly answered, "Schwartz ordered me to get you ready for the funeral. Unless you prefer to go in your nightgown." I quickly cooled down for I did not want to look like a fool or be late to my mother's own funeral. I calmly apologized to Cecil and let her get on with her work. Promptly Cecil laid my stiff back, black gown on my bed without another word and left. When she shut the door, I doggedly climbed out of my bed to get ready.
It was another hour before I trudged from my room to go downstairs. As I stalked down the stairs, only one thought kept crossing my mind: I hope I don't run into father. I did not want to have to talk to him right then and there, because I knew I would not be able to handle it. As soon as I reached the first floor without running into my father, I preceded to walk to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Just as I was about to open the kitchen door, my luck ran out. My father came around the corner and greeted, "Good morning, Rain." I quickly responded, "Good morning, sir." Then I scrambled into the kitchen.
I guess my luck was still with me, because my father did not follow me. I was ecstatic, because now I could eat my breakfast by myself without other miserable thoughts about my mother's funeral. I did not have an appetite since my mother died, so I just grabbed a banana from the kitchen counter for breakfast. I sat down at the abandoned kitchen table staring out the window. It was a gloomy day- the sun was hidden by ominous, dark clouds. A perfect day for a funeral but hopefully without any rain.
I continued staring out of the window and began to fall asleep. All of a sudden I heard my father's voice shouting at me. His voice seemed all hazy, so I yelled, "What?" He answered, "Rain, I said, that we needed to get going!" He seemed all mad. I sadly answered, "Oh, right." Although I do not think he heard me, so I quickly got up and ran to the front door. My father said, "It's about time! We're going to be late!" He hurried me out of the door to the awaiting carriage.
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I know I was supposed to be upset but I was bored out of my mind at my mother's funeral. Thanks to Chancellor Ulube. Instead of giving just a speech about my mother's life and how she influenced everyone at court, he went into this whole detail of matters that were taking place outside the country. By the time he was finished, about two hours later, I had almost fallen asleep and forgotten the reason why we were all there in the first place. As he exited the stage, I was practically jumping out of my chair until we all paid our last respects to my mother which brought me back to reality.
When it was my turn to pay my respects to my mother, I was on the brink of a mental break down. I almost started crying but luckily I was able to contain myself. To think that was not enough emotional trauma for one day, my dad elected me to close the coffin lid. I guess it was right because I was their only child. As I was closing the lid I began losing my control over myself. I made it all the way back to my father and stood at his side as the grave diggers lowered the coffin into the Earth. All of a sudden I just began weeping uncontrollably. My father tried to stifle my cries by hugging me to his chest which did not help that much. Finally he whispered, "Go far away until you can control yourself." Without trying to disobey, I took off running. I did not stop until I got to the cherry tree circle.
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A/N: Here's some trivia about G Gundam: If you translate Schwartz Bruder literally from German to English than you get Black Brother (Schwartz= black, Bruder= brother). Did any of you know that? I noticed that when I first watched G Gundam. I thought Schwartz Bruder had to somehow be connected with Domon through evil intentions, b/c Schwartz means black and black is normally associated with evil. That was so neat how they had symbolism in the t.v. series. Also, sorry about the cliffhanger, but I thought you guys deserved an update: whether it was a cliffhanger or not.
Disclaimer: My friends and I do not own Ella Enchanted or the characters of G Gundam.
A/N: First of all I would like to thank my two friends who help me write this story. Both of them have authors accounts here on fanfiction and fictionpress. My editor's author's name is Lambchomps on fanfiction if you are interested in reading any of her stories. She was the one who wrote the first chapter of Enchanted Rain from my outline. Now she just edits my stories. My outliner's author's name is Mooser88 on fictionpress if you like reading dramas/original stories.
Thank you i won't tell and sqeekers for reviewing. I'm sorry but I can't update very often until the summer thanks to school and sports. Overall I'm flattered that you both enjoy my story so far so I'll continue it until the end. It has been a long time since I last updated! I just went and seen Ella Enchanted today. The movie was okay, but I thought the book was a lot better. They left out a lot of stuff and put extra stuff in the movie. I do not want to ruin the movie for any one of you who has not seen it yet.
Enjoy the chapter and please don't forget to read and review.
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"I looked down at my bed ashamed for my sudden outburst and apologized to him. He got up and patted me awkwardly on the back and left my room. I was glad to be alone again. As soon as I heard the door shut, I got up and started getting ready for bed. As soon as I had my night gown on, I went to bed thinking that tomorrow would be better than it was today. I tried to sleep the night away only to have my thoughts linger back to my mother's death."
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Chapter 3: Good Bye
The next day I was rudely awakened by someone knocking on my door. Life is not fair, because just a few moments before I had fallen into a restless sleep about my mother's funeral and the royal Kasshu family attending. The knocking stopped for a few moments, just long enough for me to fall back into my dream. But then the racket persisted. KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK... For the second time in one day the knocking had jolted me from my reverie. Agitated, I yelled, "Who is it?" The person answered, "It's me.. Schwartz Bruder. Rain, may I please come in?"
Vexed from being woken up, I sarcastically answered, "Fine. Come in." Schwartz opened the door and solemnly walked in. I sat up in my bed, because I did not feel the need to get out of bed since I was so tired. He came over to my bed and sat down on the end. He was silent for a few minutes and then said, "I'm glad that you are awake-" I cut him off and said, "Yeah, only because you woke me up with your knocking." "Sorry, but you had to get up. The funeral is less than three hours away and you have to get dressed," Schwartz answered now annoyed. Upon hearing the word funeral I began breaking up. I fell back on my bed and buried my face into the pillow only to begin my pathetic sobbing. Schwartz seemed to relax for he began patting me on the back to comfort me. Eventually I stopped my crying. Schwartz gently got up and signaled to a maid to come in. Before he went he said to me, "Rain, I'll leave you now to get ready. I'll see you at the gathering."
As he left, the maid bustled around my room gathering a black formal dress for the sad occasion. I laid there very quietly until I drifted back off to sleep. All of a sudden I was hit by a cold draft of air. I woke up instantly to see that my maid had pulled off my bed's covers. I yelled at her, "Cecil, what do you think you are doing!?" Cecil hotly answered, "Schwartz ordered me to get you ready for the funeral. Unless you prefer to go in your nightgown." I quickly cooled down for I did not want to look like a fool or be late to my mother's own funeral. I calmly apologized to Cecil and let her get on with her work. Promptly Cecil laid my stiff back, black gown on my bed without another word and left. When she shut the door, I doggedly climbed out of my bed to get ready.
It was another hour before I trudged from my room to go downstairs. As I stalked down the stairs, only one thought kept crossing my mind: I hope I don't run into father. I did not want to have to talk to him right then and there, because I knew I would not be able to handle it. As soon as I reached the first floor without running into my father, I preceded to walk to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Just as I was about to open the kitchen door, my luck ran out. My father came around the corner and greeted, "Good morning, Rain." I quickly responded, "Good morning, sir." Then I scrambled into the kitchen.
I guess my luck was still with me, because my father did not follow me. I was ecstatic, because now I could eat my breakfast by myself without other miserable thoughts about my mother's funeral. I did not have an appetite since my mother died, so I just grabbed a banana from the kitchen counter for breakfast. I sat down at the abandoned kitchen table staring out the window. It was a gloomy day- the sun was hidden by ominous, dark clouds. A perfect day for a funeral but hopefully without any rain.
I continued staring out of the window and began to fall asleep. All of a sudden I heard my father's voice shouting at me. His voice seemed all hazy, so I yelled, "What?" He answered, "Rain, I said, that we needed to get going!" He seemed all mad. I sadly answered, "Oh, right." Although I do not think he heard me, so I quickly got up and ran to the front door. My father said, "It's about time! We're going to be late!" He hurried me out of the door to the awaiting carriage.
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I know I was supposed to be upset but I was bored out of my mind at my mother's funeral. Thanks to Chancellor Ulube. Instead of giving just a speech about my mother's life and how she influenced everyone at court, he went into this whole detail of matters that were taking place outside the country. By the time he was finished, about two hours later, I had almost fallen asleep and forgotten the reason why we were all there in the first place. As he exited the stage, I was practically jumping out of my chair until we all paid our last respects to my mother which brought me back to reality.
When it was my turn to pay my respects to my mother, I was on the brink of a mental break down. I almost started crying but luckily I was able to contain myself. To think that was not enough emotional trauma for one day, my dad elected me to close the coffin lid. I guess it was right because I was their only child. As I was closing the lid I began losing my control over myself. I made it all the way back to my father and stood at his side as the grave diggers lowered the coffin into the Earth. All of a sudden I just began weeping uncontrollably. My father tried to stifle my cries by hugging me to his chest which did not help that much. Finally he whispered, "Go far away until you can control yourself." Without trying to disobey, I took off running. I did not stop until I got to the cherry tree circle.
~*~End Chapter~*~
A/N: Here's some trivia about G Gundam: If you translate Schwartz Bruder literally from German to English than you get Black Brother (Schwartz= black, Bruder= brother). Did any of you know that? I noticed that when I first watched G Gundam. I thought Schwartz Bruder had to somehow be connected with Domon through evil intentions, b/c Schwartz means black and black is normally associated with evil. That was so neat how they had symbolism in the t.v. series. Also, sorry about the cliffhanger, but I thought you guys deserved an update: whether it was a cliffhanger or not.