Eli: Hey all! Thanks for the reviews!! Sorry I forgot to update!! My bad,
totally my bad! Okay, she, who you have all been waiting for, is coming.
So, without further ado....
Eli rubbed her stomach after she was done practicing punches. "Ian, I'm hungry." She complained. He nodded and led her out of the gym. He took her to the kitchen. She sat on the counter as usual.
"What would you like to eat?" He asked her.
"Chicken noddle soup!" She answered quickly. He nodded and started looking through the shelves for some. He knew the previous cook had kept some for when anyone of the servants became sick.
Eli pulled her legs up onto the counter so that she could lie on her stomach. She rocked her legs back and forth as she wait for Ian to finish.
Ian put a pot on the stove and looked at Eli. He really should start asking her about her family. "Eli?"
She looked up. "Yes?"
"How much do you remember of your mother?"
She fiddled with her locket. "A little bit. She was always gone doing things."
"What type of things?" He asked her.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Mommy things. She would talk on the phone alot." She smiled. "She had a funny way of talking on the phone."
Ian turned to look at her and tilted his head, amused. This wasn't the information he was suppose to be after, but he could tell it made her happy to talk about her mother. "What did she sound like?" He asked her.
"Soou como isto." She told him. Eli laughed at the look he gave her. 'She just spoke in portuguese.' He thought to himself. 'She told me "She sounded like this." '
"You never told me you knew another language."
"You never asked. My brother taught me how. It was fun to listen to mommy on the telephone. One time, she even said." Eli took a deep breath. "O irmão, eu não estou tão seguro foi puro. Tem aquele bastard dseu é espreitar sobre. O Antony e Eli estão em perigo grave. Penso sabe meu plano. Devemos parar isto, Fernand. Terá minha único fortuna!" She exclaimed.
Ian looked at her in shock. He couldn't believe his ears. 'Brother, I am not so sure he has been pure. He has
that bastard of his lurking about. Antony and Eli are in grave danger. I think he knows my plan. We must stop this, Fernand. He will have my only fortune!' He tanslated to himself. 'Her mother knew something was going on. And now she is dead.'
"Ian, watch!" She screamed out, getting his attention. He looked down at the pot, and the soup was ready to boil over. He lifted it up and moved it over to the cool part of the stove. Eli got off the counter and went over to him. She pulled his hands down for inspection.
She looked on the front and back for any burn marks. It was quite a cute sight, Eli playing nurse. She felt his palm to make sure one last time he was okay. 'Her whole hand barely covers my palm.' He mused. She looked up at him and smiled.
"You okay." She told him. He nodded.
"Thank-you for checking. Would you like that soup now?" He asked her. She nodded. He poured her a bowl. "Careful, it is still....." Eli burned her tongue and dropped her spoon in pain. "Hot." He finished.
After the burning of the tongue incident, everything went along smoothly. Eli took her bath and then went to bed, but not without a story, of course.
It took an hour to get through The Little Match Girl. Eli kept arguing that the little girl didn't die at the end.
"Ian, stop kidding and read the real ending!" She told him, hitting him with her pillow. He looked down at her, ignoring the light hits.
"This is how it ends."
"But there is no happily ever after!" She replied.
"Yes, there is. The little girl was poor, hungry, and had no home. There was little for her to do. When she died, she found peace and no longer had to suffer. That is how it is a happy ending."
"She still died, though." Eli mumbled. Ian sighed and put the book down.
"Go to sleep." He told her. She pouted as he tucked her in.
"Another story." She requested.
"No." He told her, amused. "Good night."
"Night night, Ian." She mumbled as he put pikachu next to her. She grabbed pikachu and hugged him. Ian turned out the light and closed her door.
-Next Morning-
Ian thought he heard his door open, and opened his eyes slightly. No, it was still closed. Eli must still be asleep. He turned over and tried to go back to sleep.
Then he heard the sound of something bouncing on the hard wood floor. He turned back around and saw that Eli was up, in his room, and trying to dribble his basketball, which she had removed from it's place in the corner of his room. She smiled.
"Morning." She said. She was already dressed, except for her hair, which was as wild as a banshee's. She had on a red basketball jersey with black shorts on underneath. Her shoes, though, were bright pink sneakers with red flames on them. She was using both her hands to dribble.
"Good morning. Now, what were you planning to do with that basket ball?" He asked suspiciously. She smirked.
"Nothing." She said innocently. "Ian, can we go to the park today?"
"No." He told her as he got out of bed. She pouted.
"Why?"
"Because it is not safe." She pouted again and moved closer till she was standing right next to him.
"Please??" She asked, puppy dog eyes present. He tried to avoid them, but she wouldn't let him. He sighed again.
"Fine. But only if you go clean your new room up. No clothes on the floor or anything." He instructed her.
"Sir, yes, sir." She replied as she ran out the door to her room.
-Ten minutes later-
Ian opened Eli's door and found her room to be spotless. Eli sat on her bed with a brush, trying to untangle her hair. She looked up at him.
"Clean?" He nodded approvingly. He smirked as she got her brush stuck in her hair. He came over and motioned for her to turn side ways. She did and he sat down. He pulled the brush out of her hair and started taming the wild black mane.
When he was able to get her hair out of knots, she handed him a pony tail holder. "Can you braid it?" He nodded.
When he finished, she jumped off the bed and picked up the basket ball. "Let's go!"
Ian looked down at himself and then at her. "In my night ware?"
"Uh huh. Too much time to change." She grabbed his hand and started leading him to the door. "C'mon, let's go!"
"Not working. Let me get ready, then we will go." He told her.
"Ohhhhhh."
"Ohhhhh." He mimicked her and went into his room.
-Later-
Ian parked a few blocks away from the park. He knew it would be easier that way. Eli was walking in front of him, trying to dribble as she walked.
"Agora se daer você me Isto está como seu tem recebeu ser. Primeiro de todo eu nao o tomarei cheating em mim. Bebê que pode confio se eu nao posso confiar em você E em eu recuso deixaá-lo jogar me gostar de um engana."
She sang happily. Ian heard something about be played like a fool. 'Must be some pop song of sort.' He thought.
"Disse que nós possivelmente podemos gastar eternidade.(Vê que o que você me contou que o que você disse). Mas se você me quer tem que estar cumprindo todos meus. Sonhos Se você realmente quer me bebê."
He couldn't help but laugh when she started getting dramatic about it, putting her hand to her heart for effect. She was a living comedy.
"Se terivesse meu amor e eu lhe dei toda minha confiança o, Ria conforta- me E se de maneira qualquer que você. Sabeoubesse que-" That's when a man ran by and knocked her over.
As he continued on running, not even pausing as he knocked her over, Ian grabbed him and had him floored. Before he could lecture him on how you treat a lady, two women and a teenaged girl came over and grabbed whatever he was holding in his hands.
Ian backed away and made sure Eli was okay. Scowling, she went over to the man on the ground and kicked his shin. "Bad kitty."
The three ladies laughed and turned to Ian, eyes full of adoration. The youngest one, a blonde girl with glasses, smiled and said "You stopped him. He stole my purse, and we didn't think we could stop him."
One of the two women, a beautiful woman with red hair, touched his arm. "What Missy means is thank-you."
The other woman, a shorter Filipino woman who was also beautiful, came onto his other side. "And me and Jeni here wish to pay you back."
"Spin, that is an excellent idea." Missy replied, never taking her eyes off Ian. Ian was slowly backing off. Eli saw he was in distress and grabbed his hand.
"Daddy, come on! Mommy will be mad if we're late." She told him, smirking a little. He nodded and smirked back.
"Yes, we must not make your mother upset." He turned to the three disappointed women in front of him. "Sorry, but I must be off. I am glad to be of assistance. Good day." He and Eli strolled by them.
"You know he be cheatin' on that girl's mommy. He was all eyeing us and stuff." Spin remarked to Jeni as they left in the opposite direction.
"Yeah, I know." Jeni replied. Missy nodded.
"If only I was the one he was cheating with." Missy mused.
"Yeah..." Spin answered. All three of them sighed.
Ian breathed out in relief as they got a few feet away. He looked down at Eli and smiled. "Thank-you."
She smirked. "You owe me an ice cream now."
"Deal." Eli saw the park and started smiling.
"Park! Park!" She chanted. They crossed the street. When they got back to the side walk, Eli ran off onto the basketball court. No one was currently playing. She started trying to shoot a basket. Ian watched in amusement.
Eli kept getting it short, no matter how high she jumped. She got angry and threw the basket ball against the wall. Ian waked over and took it from her before she could do it again.
"Hey, watch your temper, Eli." He told her. She pouted.
"I know, but I keep missing." She complained.
"You need to practice. Here, like this." He shot from where he was standing and made it. Eli kept her temper and went to go pick up the ball. "Like that."
"You tall. You can make it." She said as she tried again. Miss. Ian grabbed the ball and passed it to her.
"Try one more time, I am sure you will make it." He told her. She turned around and got ready to shoot.
Suddenly, she felt herself getting lifted off the ground and getting carried over to the basket. When she was close enough, she sunk the basketball.
Ian put her down and she smiled. "I did it."
"Yes, you did." He replied. Eli hugged him and caught him off guard. She hadn't hugged him unless she had been crying.
"Thank-you." She mumbled. It was sweet.
"Your welcome." He told her.
"Now I think I have seen everything." They heard a few feet away. They both turned to see Sara Pezzni, wielder of the witchblade, before them.
Eli rubbed her stomach after she was done practicing punches. "Ian, I'm hungry." She complained. He nodded and led her out of the gym. He took her to the kitchen. She sat on the counter as usual.
"What would you like to eat?" He asked her.
"Chicken noddle soup!" She answered quickly. He nodded and started looking through the shelves for some. He knew the previous cook had kept some for when anyone of the servants became sick.
Eli pulled her legs up onto the counter so that she could lie on her stomach. She rocked her legs back and forth as she wait for Ian to finish.
Ian put a pot on the stove and looked at Eli. He really should start asking her about her family. "Eli?"
She looked up. "Yes?"
"How much do you remember of your mother?"
She fiddled with her locket. "A little bit. She was always gone doing things."
"What type of things?" He asked her.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Mommy things. She would talk on the phone alot." She smiled. "She had a funny way of talking on the phone."
Ian turned to look at her and tilted his head, amused. This wasn't the information he was suppose to be after, but he could tell it made her happy to talk about her mother. "What did she sound like?" He asked her.
"Soou como isto." She told him. Eli laughed at the look he gave her. 'She just spoke in portuguese.' He thought to himself. 'She told me "She sounded like this." '
"You never told me you knew another language."
"You never asked. My brother taught me how. It was fun to listen to mommy on the telephone. One time, she even said." Eli took a deep breath. "O irmão, eu não estou tão seguro foi puro. Tem aquele bastard dseu é espreitar sobre. O Antony e Eli estão em perigo grave. Penso sabe meu plano. Devemos parar isto, Fernand. Terá minha único fortuna!" She exclaimed.
Ian looked at her in shock. He couldn't believe his ears. 'Brother, I am not so sure he has been pure. He has
that bastard of his lurking about. Antony and Eli are in grave danger. I think he knows my plan. We must stop this, Fernand. He will have my only fortune!' He tanslated to himself. 'Her mother knew something was going on. And now she is dead.'
"Ian, watch!" She screamed out, getting his attention. He looked down at the pot, and the soup was ready to boil over. He lifted it up and moved it over to the cool part of the stove. Eli got off the counter and went over to him. She pulled his hands down for inspection.
She looked on the front and back for any burn marks. It was quite a cute sight, Eli playing nurse. She felt his palm to make sure one last time he was okay. 'Her whole hand barely covers my palm.' He mused. She looked up at him and smiled.
"You okay." She told him. He nodded.
"Thank-you for checking. Would you like that soup now?" He asked her. She nodded. He poured her a bowl. "Careful, it is still....." Eli burned her tongue and dropped her spoon in pain. "Hot." He finished.
After the burning of the tongue incident, everything went along smoothly. Eli took her bath and then went to bed, but not without a story, of course.
It took an hour to get through The Little Match Girl. Eli kept arguing that the little girl didn't die at the end.
"Ian, stop kidding and read the real ending!" She told him, hitting him with her pillow. He looked down at her, ignoring the light hits.
"This is how it ends."
"But there is no happily ever after!" She replied.
"Yes, there is. The little girl was poor, hungry, and had no home. There was little for her to do. When she died, she found peace and no longer had to suffer. That is how it is a happy ending."
"She still died, though." Eli mumbled. Ian sighed and put the book down.
"Go to sleep." He told her. She pouted as he tucked her in.
"Another story." She requested.
"No." He told her, amused. "Good night."
"Night night, Ian." She mumbled as he put pikachu next to her. She grabbed pikachu and hugged him. Ian turned out the light and closed her door.
-Next Morning-
Ian thought he heard his door open, and opened his eyes slightly. No, it was still closed. Eli must still be asleep. He turned over and tried to go back to sleep.
Then he heard the sound of something bouncing on the hard wood floor. He turned back around and saw that Eli was up, in his room, and trying to dribble his basketball, which she had removed from it's place in the corner of his room. She smiled.
"Morning." She said. She was already dressed, except for her hair, which was as wild as a banshee's. She had on a red basketball jersey with black shorts on underneath. Her shoes, though, were bright pink sneakers with red flames on them. She was using both her hands to dribble.
"Good morning. Now, what were you planning to do with that basket ball?" He asked suspiciously. She smirked.
"Nothing." She said innocently. "Ian, can we go to the park today?"
"No." He told her as he got out of bed. She pouted.
"Why?"
"Because it is not safe." She pouted again and moved closer till she was standing right next to him.
"Please??" She asked, puppy dog eyes present. He tried to avoid them, but she wouldn't let him. He sighed again.
"Fine. But only if you go clean your new room up. No clothes on the floor or anything." He instructed her.
"Sir, yes, sir." She replied as she ran out the door to her room.
-Ten minutes later-
Ian opened Eli's door and found her room to be spotless. Eli sat on her bed with a brush, trying to untangle her hair. She looked up at him.
"Clean?" He nodded approvingly. He smirked as she got her brush stuck in her hair. He came over and motioned for her to turn side ways. She did and he sat down. He pulled the brush out of her hair and started taming the wild black mane.
When he was able to get her hair out of knots, she handed him a pony tail holder. "Can you braid it?" He nodded.
When he finished, she jumped off the bed and picked up the basket ball. "Let's go!"
Ian looked down at himself and then at her. "In my night ware?"
"Uh huh. Too much time to change." She grabbed his hand and started leading him to the door. "C'mon, let's go!"
"Not working. Let me get ready, then we will go." He told her.
"Ohhhhhh."
"Ohhhhh." He mimicked her and went into his room.
-Later-
Ian parked a few blocks away from the park. He knew it would be easier that way. Eli was walking in front of him, trying to dribble as she walked.
"Agora se daer você me Isto está como seu tem recebeu ser. Primeiro de todo eu nao o tomarei cheating em mim. Bebê que pode confio se eu nao posso confiar em você E em eu recuso deixaá-lo jogar me gostar de um engana."
She sang happily. Ian heard something about be played like a fool. 'Must be some pop song of sort.' He thought.
"Disse que nós possivelmente podemos gastar eternidade.(Vê que o que você me contou que o que você disse). Mas se você me quer tem que estar cumprindo todos meus. Sonhos Se você realmente quer me bebê."
He couldn't help but laugh when she started getting dramatic about it, putting her hand to her heart for effect. She was a living comedy.
"Se terivesse meu amor e eu lhe dei toda minha confiança o, Ria conforta- me E se de maneira qualquer que você. Sabeoubesse que-" That's when a man ran by and knocked her over.
As he continued on running, not even pausing as he knocked her over, Ian grabbed him and had him floored. Before he could lecture him on how you treat a lady, two women and a teenaged girl came over and grabbed whatever he was holding in his hands.
Ian backed away and made sure Eli was okay. Scowling, she went over to the man on the ground and kicked his shin. "Bad kitty."
The three ladies laughed and turned to Ian, eyes full of adoration. The youngest one, a blonde girl with glasses, smiled and said "You stopped him. He stole my purse, and we didn't think we could stop him."
One of the two women, a beautiful woman with red hair, touched his arm. "What Missy means is thank-you."
The other woman, a shorter Filipino woman who was also beautiful, came onto his other side. "And me and Jeni here wish to pay you back."
"Spin, that is an excellent idea." Missy replied, never taking her eyes off Ian. Ian was slowly backing off. Eli saw he was in distress and grabbed his hand.
"Daddy, come on! Mommy will be mad if we're late." She told him, smirking a little. He nodded and smirked back.
"Yes, we must not make your mother upset." He turned to the three disappointed women in front of him. "Sorry, but I must be off. I am glad to be of assistance. Good day." He and Eli strolled by them.
"You know he be cheatin' on that girl's mommy. He was all eyeing us and stuff." Spin remarked to Jeni as they left in the opposite direction.
"Yeah, I know." Jeni replied. Missy nodded.
"If only I was the one he was cheating with." Missy mused.
"Yeah..." Spin answered. All three of them sighed.
Ian breathed out in relief as they got a few feet away. He looked down at Eli and smiled. "Thank-you."
She smirked. "You owe me an ice cream now."
"Deal." Eli saw the park and started smiling.
"Park! Park!" She chanted. They crossed the street. When they got back to the side walk, Eli ran off onto the basketball court. No one was currently playing. She started trying to shoot a basket. Ian watched in amusement.
Eli kept getting it short, no matter how high she jumped. She got angry and threw the basket ball against the wall. Ian waked over and took it from her before she could do it again.
"Hey, watch your temper, Eli." He told her. She pouted.
"I know, but I keep missing." She complained.
"You need to practice. Here, like this." He shot from where he was standing and made it. Eli kept her temper and went to go pick up the ball. "Like that."
"You tall. You can make it." She said as she tried again. Miss. Ian grabbed the ball and passed it to her.
"Try one more time, I am sure you will make it." He told her. She turned around and got ready to shoot.
Suddenly, she felt herself getting lifted off the ground and getting carried over to the basket. When she was close enough, she sunk the basketball.
Ian put her down and she smiled. "I did it."
"Yes, you did." He replied. Eli hugged him and caught him off guard. She hadn't hugged him unless she had been crying.
"Thank-you." She mumbled. It was sweet.
"Your welcome." He told her.
"Now I think I have seen everything." They heard a few feet away. They both turned to see Sara Pezzni, wielder of the witchblade, before them.