Eli: I live!!!!!!! Sorry it took so long to update. Have so many things
going on presently. (Mostly baby sitting, which can count as inspiration.)
Thanks for the all the reviews! X, heh heh heh, by the time Sara enters the
picture; you will have more story right? Here's the next chapter, Enjoy!
Ian put the still wet happy face shirt into his room. Then he returned to Eli to collect the paints. She pouted as he took them away. She followed him down the hall as he put them away.
"Can I play with them again?" She asked.
"We will see." He told her. After he had finished putting the paints and easel away, he turned to her. "What would you like to do?"
She thought for a moment. "I wanna watch one of my movies. It's in my room." He nodded and took her back to her room. She dug through her endless bags and grabbed a DVD. She hid it behind her back. She took Ian's hand with her free one. "Let's go."
He took her into the Living room. She let go of his hand and she went over to the DVD player. He looked at her and shook his head. 'The child can not bathe by herself, can not remember to eat with her mouth shut, and can not stay silent, but she can run all the electronics in the household better than Irons or myself.'
Eli put her DVD in and then jumped onto the couch. She started it up with the remote. Ian sat down next to her as it started. It started out like a fairy tale. It was unlike her other movies, so he thought he might enjoy it.
Then the main character tore a page out of the fairy tale book and proceeded to use it as toilet paper. Eli giggled as the character flushed the toilet. She looked at his face and laughed.
"It's Shrek!" She told him. He nodded. Then he had to hide a groan when it started playing that song that Eli had sang on their way to the toy store.
The movie proved to be quite funny, if not a bit grotesque. It involved an ogre, a princess, a very short lord, and a very loud mouth donkey that Eli dubbed during the whole thing. After the whole thing was over and the princess and ogre drove away in an onion, she picked up the remote and started playing the games on it.
She must have spent more time playing with the DVD than watching it. She was in the middle of dressing up the gingerbread man when Ian noticed that the sun had set. Then he remembered that Eli had had no lunch. He touched her shoulder.
"Turn it off now. It is time for dinner." She pouted.
"Can't I play a little more?" She beeged. He looked away so that he would not be caught by her puppy dog eyes. He shook his head. Eli made what sounded like a whimper. "Please?"
Ian sighed. "Maybe after dinner." She smiled. She took his hand and he took her to the kitchen. "What would you like for dinner?"
"Happy meal!" She announced happily. Ian looked at her confused.
"What would you like?" He asked again.
"Happy meal!" She said again.
"Happy meal?"
"Yeah!"
"What is a happy meal?" He asked her. She looked at him like he was insane.
"You know, a happy meal. You so silly, Ian." She replied. Ian shook his head. He continued to ask, but she only replied like he was joking. And the more he asked, the more upset she became. She was really beginning to get pissed. Finally, Ian fingered the cell in his pocket. It was a last attempt and would be awfully pathetic, but it was better than dealing with a tantrum.
"Eli, wait one moment please." He told her as he turned his back to her.
"Okay." She said, a bit coldly. She sat on the counter and waited for him to finish.
Ian dialed the number and sucked in what pride he had left.
"Hello, Talismaniac." Was the first reply.
"Hello." He smirked as he heard the sound of someone falling on the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Nottingham, I was not expecting another call from you."
"Life is full of surprises, Mr. Bowman." Gabriel, picked himself off the floor and sat back down on the computer chair. So what did crazy gothic boy want? "I need your help."
"On what? Buying, selling?" He asked. "And please refer to me as Gabriel. I know we're suppose to be professional and all, but please drop it. Only teachers ever called me that."
"Fine. Gabriel, I-" Ian was cut off by screaming.
"You talking to Gabriel?! Hi Gabriel! Let me talk, let me talk!" Gabriel held back laughter as he heard struggling on the other line.
"Eli, go.... Sit..... Down."
"No, let...... Me...... Talk.... To...... Gabriel..... Please?!" He heard someone give in and hand over the phone.
"Gabriel?" He heard a high little voice say. He smiled at the victor.
"Hey Eli. How have you been?"
"Fine. Ian took me to the toy store and got me a wand and a book. And he gave me paints and I made his clothes pretty for him."
"Oh, you must be having alot of fun."
"Uh huh. And don't worry about being attacked. I told Ian that he had to get along with you. He was being bad." Gabriel laughed.
"Is that so?"
"Uh huh." He heard Eli sigh. "Ian says I have to get off his cell phone now. Buh-bye."
"Bye, Eli." He heard Ian take the phone.
"So you were a bad boy, huh?" Gabe asked. He heard Ian sigh on the other side. "You know, she might not be just on a hyper rush. This whole witchblade thing isn't going away, and neither of us is leaving Sara."
"Are you proposing a truce, Gabriel?"
"Yeah, I am, Ian." Ian thought about it for a minute. Having this kid, though young and rowdy, could be useful.
"Agreed. No attacking, no violence, nothing of that sort."
"Yeah, especially the no attacking bit." Ian smirked at that.
"That will be fine."
"Alright, so why did you call in the first place?"
"I asked young Eli what she wanted for dinner and all she keeps replying is 'Happy meal'. What is she talking about?"
Gabriel couldn't help but from cracking up. After at least a minute of pure laughter, he calmed down a bit. "Alright, you know that food chain called McDonald's?"
"I have seen it."
"I guessed as much. I don't expect Irons ever stops by for a Big Mac. Anyway, get the kid dressed and take her down there. A happy meal is what the kid's are suppose to order. Just have her point out which number it is and order it. And these things come with toys, so I warn you, you may have a ride home full of things being shot at you. I think that covers it. Does that help?"
"Yes, it does. Thank you, Gabriel."
"Sure. It doesn't seem like you are having problems with the runt, but you can call, just in case."
"Thank-you. I am in your debt."
"Alright. See ya." He hung up the cell. He turned to Eli.
"Go get your jacket. We are going to get you a happy meal." Eli smiled at him before she ran down the hall.
Ian put the still wet happy face shirt into his room. Then he returned to Eli to collect the paints. She pouted as he took them away. She followed him down the hall as he put them away.
"Can I play with them again?" She asked.
"We will see." He told her. After he had finished putting the paints and easel away, he turned to her. "What would you like to do?"
She thought for a moment. "I wanna watch one of my movies. It's in my room." He nodded and took her back to her room. She dug through her endless bags and grabbed a DVD. She hid it behind her back. She took Ian's hand with her free one. "Let's go."
He took her into the Living room. She let go of his hand and she went over to the DVD player. He looked at her and shook his head. 'The child can not bathe by herself, can not remember to eat with her mouth shut, and can not stay silent, but she can run all the electronics in the household better than Irons or myself.'
Eli put her DVD in and then jumped onto the couch. She started it up with the remote. Ian sat down next to her as it started. It started out like a fairy tale. It was unlike her other movies, so he thought he might enjoy it.
Then the main character tore a page out of the fairy tale book and proceeded to use it as toilet paper. Eli giggled as the character flushed the toilet. She looked at his face and laughed.
"It's Shrek!" She told him. He nodded. Then he had to hide a groan when it started playing that song that Eli had sang on their way to the toy store.
The movie proved to be quite funny, if not a bit grotesque. It involved an ogre, a princess, a very short lord, and a very loud mouth donkey that Eli dubbed during the whole thing. After the whole thing was over and the princess and ogre drove away in an onion, she picked up the remote and started playing the games on it.
She must have spent more time playing with the DVD than watching it. She was in the middle of dressing up the gingerbread man when Ian noticed that the sun had set. Then he remembered that Eli had had no lunch. He touched her shoulder.
"Turn it off now. It is time for dinner." She pouted.
"Can't I play a little more?" She beeged. He looked away so that he would not be caught by her puppy dog eyes. He shook his head. Eli made what sounded like a whimper. "Please?"
Ian sighed. "Maybe after dinner." She smiled. She took his hand and he took her to the kitchen. "What would you like for dinner?"
"Happy meal!" She announced happily. Ian looked at her confused.
"What would you like?" He asked again.
"Happy meal!" She said again.
"Happy meal?"
"Yeah!"
"What is a happy meal?" He asked her. She looked at him like he was insane.
"You know, a happy meal. You so silly, Ian." She replied. Ian shook his head. He continued to ask, but she only replied like he was joking. And the more he asked, the more upset she became. She was really beginning to get pissed. Finally, Ian fingered the cell in his pocket. It was a last attempt and would be awfully pathetic, but it was better than dealing with a tantrum.
"Eli, wait one moment please." He told her as he turned his back to her.
"Okay." She said, a bit coldly. She sat on the counter and waited for him to finish.
Ian dialed the number and sucked in what pride he had left.
"Hello, Talismaniac." Was the first reply.
"Hello." He smirked as he heard the sound of someone falling on the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Nottingham, I was not expecting another call from you."
"Life is full of surprises, Mr. Bowman." Gabriel, picked himself off the floor and sat back down on the computer chair. So what did crazy gothic boy want? "I need your help."
"On what? Buying, selling?" He asked. "And please refer to me as Gabriel. I know we're suppose to be professional and all, but please drop it. Only teachers ever called me that."
"Fine. Gabriel, I-" Ian was cut off by screaming.
"You talking to Gabriel?! Hi Gabriel! Let me talk, let me talk!" Gabriel held back laughter as he heard struggling on the other line.
"Eli, go.... Sit..... Down."
"No, let...... Me...... Talk.... To...... Gabriel..... Please?!" He heard someone give in and hand over the phone.
"Gabriel?" He heard a high little voice say. He smiled at the victor.
"Hey Eli. How have you been?"
"Fine. Ian took me to the toy store and got me a wand and a book. And he gave me paints and I made his clothes pretty for him."
"Oh, you must be having alot of fun."
"Uh huh. And don't worry about being attacked. I told Ian that he had to get along with you. He was being bad." Gabriel laughed.
"Is that so?"
"Uh huh." He heard Eli sigh. "Ian says I have to get off his cell phone now. Buh-bye."
"Bye, Eli." He heard Ian take the phone.
"So you were a bad boy, huh?" Gabe asked. He heard Ian sigh on the other side. "You know, she might not be just on a hyper rush. This whole witchblade thing isn't going away, and neither of us is leaving Sara."
"Are you proposing a truce, Gabriel?"
"Yeah, I am, Ian." Ian thought about it for a minute. Having this kid, though young and rowdy, could be useful.
"Agreed. No attacking, no violence, nothing of that sort."
"Yeah, especially the no attacking bit." Ian smirked at that.
"That will be fine."
"Alright, so why did you call in the first place?"
"I asked young Eli what she wanted for dinner and all she keeps replying is 'Happy meal'. What is she talking about?"
Gabriel couldn't help but from cracking up. After at least a minute of pure laughter, he calmed down a bit. "Alright, you know that food chain called McDonald's?"
"I have seen it."
"I guessed as much. I don't expect Irons ever stops by for a Big Mac. Anyway, get the kid dressed and take her down there. A happy meal is what the kid's are suppose to order. Just have her point out which number it is and order it. And these things come with toys, so I warn you, you may have a ride home full of things being shot at you. I think that covers it. Does that help?"
"Yes, it does. Thank you, Gabriel."
"Sure. It doesn't seem like you are having problems with the runt, but you can call, just in case."
"Thank-you. I am in your debt."
"Alright. See ya." He hung up the cell. He turned to Eli.
"Go get your jacket. We are going to get you a happy meal." Eli smiled at him before she ran down the hall.