27. The Chapter Three Chapters Before the End of the Story
((Rated G.))
The day of the performance has finally come as our wonderful story draws to a close! What problems will our dear Skye throw in to make the story interesting?
Gerard rolled his eyes. Larc was nervous. She hadn't stopped blabbing for hours. But when he'd asked her to be quiet, she had started trying to erase the back of her hand, so he let her talk.
"And the dream, the dream was saying something. I don't know what it was trying to tell me, but I know it was! Gerard, do your dreams ever tell you anything?"
Almost startled that Larc had included him in her conversation with herself, he replied, "Uh, not that I recall." Larc groaned. "Great, I'm the only one I know with premonitions! I should go on one of those shows where people would say 'Oh, my Mom died twenty-seven years ago, you think you could ask her where the key to the chest with the billion-dollar antique thing is located?'! Then I would say, 'OK, but you'll have to wait for a bit, I get the answer when I go to sleep!'! That would be a freaking lame TV show!"
Larc continued to babble until she felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and looked to see who it was. "Larc, everything will be fine," said Gerard for the umpteenth time. Larc let out a sigh. "Let us hope, Gerard. Let us hope." "What do you mean!" cried Gerard (surprised that he had received an answer this time), turning her around to look him in the eye. Larc met his eyes, but said nothing.
"Guys, time to get - !" Emmy had barged in upon their awkward scene, and stopped. "Into costume?" asked Larc, stepping away from Gerard. Emmy nodded. Larc quickly picked up her costume from the chair she had lain it on and hustled out of the room.
When Larc was gone, Emmy turned to Gerard. "What splendid moment did I ruin?" she asked, sitting in the conveniently located chair. "You didn't ruin it," said Gerard, "and it most definitely was not splendid." "Oh. What kind of moment did I ruin?" asked Emmy.
"Larc was babbling on and on about something, and I tried to calm her down by saying that everything would be fine and she said something weird," explained Gerard. "Like?" pressed Emmy. Gerard finished, "Like 'let us hope'. When I asked her what she meant, she didn't answer. Then you came in."
Emmy nodded, zoning out as she contemplated. Gerard waited in silence. Emmy finally said, "Well, the simple answer is that she's hiding something. That, or she's just really nervous." Gerard groaned. "As much as I think it's the first one, let's just label it as the second one." Emmy shrugged, standing. "Break a leg tonight!" she said, giving a small smile. Gerard smiled as well, replying, "You too, Raoul!"
