Author: WAHHHH! Nobody likes meeeeeeeee …..oh well on with the chapter goes to cry in room
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story besides the plot thing and my ocs
Chapter 2
Portal
"Takara!" Ayame tried hastily to wake her friend; she squatted down and thought for a moment. Her eyes narrowed and obtained a roguish glint in them. She waddled over to the trash cans and seized two tin garbage can tops. She paused for a minute and yanked the two lids father apart and clashed them together, producing a gong like clatter.
"AHHHHHHH! OMG, what's happening! Is it the end of the world yet?" Takara scrambled to her feet, she panicked jerking her head this way and that.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA," Takara halted to scowl at Ayame rolling on the ground throwing a laughing spasm, "My gosh, I never get tired waking you up! I mean seriously if only you could see yourself right now! HAHAHAHAHA!" Ayame struggled to cease laughing, she coughed choking. She panted and gradually redeemed her stance.
"ARE YOU MAD WOMAN! Never do that again! You scared the crap outta me!" Takara continued to reprimand Ayame, "My gosh! Couldn't you have at least tried another way to wake me up?" Takara concluded and turned her gaze over to Ayame.
Ayame was resting on top of a cardboard box, groping her fingernails, she hopped off and replied, "Are you finished because we better start going to work, or else Master will be very displeased and we wouldn't want to get into anymore trouble than we are already in, do we?"
Takara groaned, giving in she could never triumph a battle with Ayame, "as if I could get into anymore trouble," she muttered to herself.
Ayame giggled, "good luck Takara, I'm sure you'll need it." She walked away snatched her basket to collect change.
"Thanks…..I mean HEY!" Takara rolled her eyes, I'm gonna need much more than luck to help, she mused to herself. Takara was about to tell Ayame off again but realized Ayame had already vanished into the depths of the city. Takara took her own basket and sauntered down the streets, she inhaled the morning air, it smelled of the spring flowers that were blossoming.
During dawn it was so peaceful; the yolk colored sun was starting to flourish out of the darkness. The sky was a light velvety purple shade, with brushes of orange and salmon with a few fading stars sprinkled on. Lost petals from flowers were tumbling down the boulevard, and grass played in the wind whispering secrets to one another.
Takara jerked to a stop, she reverted her gaze to the entrance of a charming park. She had always dreamed of strolling down the trail, with cherry blossoms trembling down into her hair and the ground, the sun peaking out of little crevices made by the branches. She sighed dreamily thinking of it, it would be so stunning, she glimpsed to her right and left making sure no one was there, she pondered for a minute, and since nobody's around maybe I could just sneak in. She skulked to the entrance and stepped in, examining the splendor of the sight. It was filled with radiant sakura trees, the cherry blossoms were fluttering down in the breeze, their salmon color painting the air. The grass grew tall; it scratched her shins lightly, while she ambled around. She grinned and marched on, it was just as she had imagined it, this was nothing like the musty old black and white scene of the city that she was used too.
Without prior notice, a dark hole materialized in the sky, "OHMIGOD! AAAAHHHHH! Someone please help!" Takara was filled dread; she released her basket and clung to a tree. Her basket hovered up into the portal, she sealed her eyes firmly, tears gushed down Takara's cheeks, this was perhaps the most petrifying moment in her life. She shuddered her eyes open realizing that she was being sucked up herself, her nails hurriedly clawed into the bark, but no use, she was pried from the tree. She wafted higher and higher into the sky, Takara glanced down, was she shrieked vigorously, and at that instant she became so overwhelmed with the fear that pouring into her, and blacked out.
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author: plz bear with me! I know I am lacking in writing skills but I know (eventually) I'll get better. Don't give up on me, I'll try to get better I promise!
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