Chapter 2: Crushing
"... and that's the grand tour of Fosters! So, you can decide where you want to work. Oh, what's your name by the way?"
He laughed and said, "It's Eric. Can I work in the kitchen? I don't mind cooking."
Frankie felt like an angel had blessed her. Firstly, a hot guy comes to her house to get a job, and secondly, he likes to cook! Frankie hated cooking more than anything. Well, almost anything. She wished that he could take care of Dutchess. He didn't know her yet.
"Yah, sure. Whatever you want. I'll get you a room. Hold on a sec-" she started, but then she heard a crash. It sounded like plates. Frankie started sprinting down the hall, Eric closely behind.
"What's going on?" he panted.
"No time to explain. Just run faster!" she heard another crash and came just in time to catch the next one. Dutchess was throwing a fit.
"I deserve the best! Uh!" she threw a priceless pot over the balcony. "I cannot eat this slop they serve me every day! I cannot live in these accomidations! I must have the best!" she threw more pottery. "I HATE THIS HOUSE!"
Frankie caught all the priceless items she could. "Eric! Help me catch these things!" and he was a great help. He took the plates she could no longer hold (it was getting heavy) and carried them to safety. Once Dutchess was satisfied, she slammed her door and started to scream.
"Who was that?" asked Eric.
"That... was Dutchess. She is the foulest, meanest, and snobbist imaginary friend in the house. Whoever thought her up must've been really desperate. Now, let me show you to your room..."
"Well, here you go!" she said. She led him into a very nice room, usually the guest room. Fosters didn't have any other unoccupied spaces.
"Than-"
"COCO!" Coco ran into the room and started eating the sheets.
"No Coco!" screamed Wilt. He grabbed her and started to pull her off the bed.
"Coco bad! Coco loco!" screamed Eduardo. He started panicking until he saw Eric. "Who are you?"
"Names Eric," he said.
"Ah, Senior Eric (I know "senior" makes him sound old, but I cant do the little squiggly on top of the letter!)! Como estas?"
"Muy Bien( I don't take Spanish so don't blame me!)!" he said and started helping Frankie and Wilt to take Coco off the sheets. They finally made it.
"AHHH!" Frankie fell right on top of Eric! Her face was about an inch from his.
"Eh, sorry... I'll just get these guys out and you'll start tomarrow. Do you have any luggage?" she said this very fast.
"Yah, but I'll get it later. Thanks Frankie. See ya!" she left the room with her heart as light as a feather.