(This is the first of two parts, I'll have the second up as soon as I have
time. And don't forget, I add chapters only if you add reviews!)
Five or ten minuites later, Jack, Nami and Miro were striding through the main road, where some tents and stands were placed up for the event. Miro glances around nervously and keeps near his parents.
"Miro, why don't you walk around a bit, talk to a few people?" Jack says. Miro looks at him.
"What? Is there a rush? There's no rush." He says nervously. "I'll walk around later, like say, tomorrow."
"Miro, go." Nami orders. Miro stays near, though.
"Look, I don't want to be out in the open right now." He explains. "You see- " He's cut off, though, due to being quickly snatched away in mid- scentence. Jack and Nami look at each other, shrug, and walk over to a group of people, which included Muffy and Celia.
"Hi Muffy, hi Celia." Jack says, waving.
"Hello, Jack!" The two say in unison. Nami's eyes narrow slightly.
"So, how're things going?" She asks in a tone that was anything but friendly.
"Oh, about as well as they could..." Celia says sadly.
"But it would be so much better if only we had a big, strong Farmy Man to keep us company..." Muffy says in the same, sad tone. Both of them walk closer and lean against either side of Jack, looking up at his face. Jack made his best attempt to look normal, but this was perhaps the most uncomfortable moment of the year. Nami had a look in her eyes that would stop traffic, and make the people run screaming from their cars.
Muffy and Celia finally stepped slightly away from Jack.
"But that's not going to happen..." Celia says.
"No, it's not." Nami agrees, clenching and unclenching her fist.
Muffy had concealed her left hand up until this moment, but now revealed it, holding a card.
"Nami, this is for you." She says, handing the card over. Nami swipes it from her in a less than polite manner.
"Don't open it yet." Celia says.
"When should I?" Nami asks, extreme anger still present in her voice.
"You'll know when." Muffy reassures her, giving a sweet, innocent smile.
"Oh, and Jack," Celia says, turning back to him. "We got you something, too." She points to a very large, giftwrapped box sitting beside a stand. Jack's eyes widen slightly, and he gives his best attempt at a thanking smile. Nami was now more steamed than ever.
"You can open it whenever you want." Celia adds. She and Muffy grin at each other and walk off.
"I wonder where they're going...?" Jack says.
"I can think of a few places." Nami says coldly.
Meanwhile, behind a tent, Miro was clawing at the grass, trying to crawl to his escape. Something held him at bay, though. A large weight tied to his legs. He groaned and gave up, putting his face into the dirt. Someone steps up in front of him, looming above like an evil shadow. Miro raises his head to see who it was, though he already knew.
"Are you ready yet, Miro?" Kate asks, looking down at him.
"No." Miro says. "No, I'll never be ready, don't you get it? I. DON'T. DANCE."
"Well what if I told you that you're on an anthill, full of hungry, red, and now angry ants?" Kate suggests.
"I'd rather be eaten by the ants." Miro says. Kate sighs and grabs him by the hair, lifting him up along with the weight to eye level.
"Listen, you're gonna dance, even if I have to tie you up to strings and move you around like a puppet!"
"Well, isn't that lovely?" Miro says sarcastically, despite his position. "You're a real charmer sometimes, do you know that?"
"Why, thank you, now DANCE!" Kate orders, throwing Miro over the tent and onto the pathway. She followed along around the tent and glared over to Van, who was eating noodles at the record player, which was converted into a DJ box by adding an obscure amount of amplifires and stereos to it.
"MUSIC!" She yells. Van, in his surprise, chokes on his food for a moment but recovers, swallowing it down hard. He inserts some music into the player and quickly returns to his noodles.
Miro was still on the ground, groaning in pain, when the music began to play. It was a slow-dancing melody. Kate rolls her eyes and lifts Miro up by his hair again.
"That really hurts quite a bit, you know..." Miro says.
"Oh, sorry." Kate says, tightening her grip and using one foot to pull the weight from Miro's legs, forcefully tearing the rope off. She finally releases Miro, who was holding his head now, eyes watering.
"Jee, thanks..." He says sarcastically. "You know, you could've just-" He suddenly makes an attempt to dash off, but is gripped on the shoulder by Kate before he could get a step away. He is then forcefully put into a dancing position with her.
The dancing was not so much of a dance than a dragging, with Kate sliding Miro side to side while Miro either remains limp or tries to pull away. Finally Kate grows tired of it and kicks Miro in the shin, warning him to start dancing well. Miro grudgingly goes along with it and starts to move his feet around, going along with the rhythm.
Nami taps Jack's shoulder and glances over to Miro.
"Look at that." She says with a slight smile. Jack turns to look.
"Hmm, that's interesting, isn't it?" He says.
"Yeah." Nami agrees. "Can you say 'daughter-in-law'?"
"Daughter-in-" Jack's interrupted by Nami punching him on the head.
"It's a figure of speech." She says, sighing.
"Oh, okay." Jack says. "Now, I want to see what's in that present..."
Miro was getting the hang of dancing now. He was even beginning to enjoy himself. Things could've been worse, really. And Kate wasn't that bad a dancer.
Jack started to take the wrapping off of the large present, wondering what it could be.
Miro ends the dance by doing something that surprised even him, he dipped Kate down. While still in that position, he slowly brought his face closer to Kate's, Kate doing the same.
Jack finally got the wrapping off, and was about to open the box. There was no need, though. Something burst out from the box with a supernatural leap, sending styrofoam peanuts and other packaging debris flying in every direction.
Miro was so surprised by this, he drops Kate, who hits the ground quite hard. He dosen't really notice, though, as he sees the thing that burst from the box land on the ground and slowly turn itself around to face the others.
"Daachan!" Miro exclaims.
"I knew it!" Jack says. "I told you he was evil!"
"Okay, you were right, just this once." Nami says.
"Kate, this is going to be dangerous..." Miro says to Kate, who was now back up from the ground. "Stay back, I'm taking care of this thing, once and for all."
"Whatever." Kate says, crossing her arms and watching as Miro ran over to his parents.
Once he had made it, Miro turned to face the thing.
"Okay, so what are we doing?" He asks Jack and Nami.
"Well, it shouldn't be too difficult since we have the whole town behind us..." Jack begins. He then looks around for the other residents of the town. No luck. The street was completely empty.
"Never mind." Jack grumbles.
"Hmm, I wonder..." Nami says. She takes out the letter that she had received from Celia and Muffy. She opens it and reads out loud:
Nami and Jack,
If you're reading this, that means that you've found out our little plan. We tricked that fool Van into selling you that oh-so-cute teddy bear Daachan all those years ago, and now the plan is about to be complete. If we can't have Jack, no one can. I hope you have fun. Luv ya!
Celia
"Grr... I thought so." Nami says to herself. She turns to look at Jack and Miro.
"You two take care of the bear, I'm gonna get those little mascara slimeballs."
Jack and Miro nod, and Nami runs off. She knows exactly where those two disappeared to. Nami rushes through the door to the Blue Bar and whizzes right by Griffin, opening the other door. She was in the room with a ladder that was marked 'Girls Only'. Despite what some people believed, she fit into that category. Nami climbs the ladder and slowly opens the trapdoor above, entering the room.
The room was massive. It had a high roof and huge, long walls. It was decorated like some sort of palace, with pillars and statues all around the area. And there, down at the other end of the room, were Muffy and Celia. Muffy was sitting, busy filing her nails and Celia was simply standing there, smiling.
"Oh, hello Nami." Celia says in mock sweetness. Muffy looks up from her hand to Nami.
"So you caught on?" She says. "We thought you would."
"Well, you did give me the letter, there was a good chance that I could put two and two together." Nami states, facing them.
"But there's really nothing you can do." Celia explains. "No matter what you try, there's no way you can beat us. You're outnumbered, and overpowered."
"Tch," Nami says, smirking. "What, a couple of pretty faces think they can outmatch me? I've seen weeds tougher than you."
"Muffy, how long have we waited for this moment, to finish off Jack and this little tomboy?" Celia asks.
"Hmm, I think it would be sixteen years today." Muffy says, returning to her nails. "But who's counting?"
"Right. That really is a long time to wait, Nami. Our paitence is finally up, and now it's time." Celia says in a sinister tone. "Muffy, do the honor."
"Gladly." Muffy says, getting up and setting her nail file aside, looking Nami down. She holds out the hand she had been filing and flicks her wrist, the nails suddenly shooting out three inches longer, into sharp, well- manicured claws.
"Face it, Nami." Celia says. "Daachan is far more powerful than your husband and son, and you don't stand a chance against the two of us. It's over, you're through."
Five or ten minuites later, Jack, Nami and Miro were striding through the main road, where some tents and stands were placed up for the event. Miro glances around nervously and keeps near his parents.
"Miro, why don't you walk around a bit, talk to a few people?" Jack says. Miro looks at him.
"What? Is there a rush? There's no rush." He says nervously. "I'll walk around later, like say, tomorrow."
"Miro, go." Nami orders. Miro stays near, though.
"Look, I don't want to be out in the open right now." He explains. "You see- " He's cut off, though, due to being quickly snatched away in mid- scentence. Jack and Nami look at each other, shrug, and walk over to a group of people, which included Muffy and Celia.
"Hi Muffy, hi Celia." Jack says, waving.
"Hello, Jack!" The two say in unison. Nami's eyes narrow slightly.
"So, how're things going?" She asks in a tone that was anything but friendly.
"Oh, about as well as they could..." Celia says sadly.
"But it would be so much better if only we had a big, strong Farmy Man to keep us company..." Muffy says in the same, sad tone. Both of them walk closer and lean against either side of Jack, looking up at his face. Jack made his best attempt to look normal, but this was perhaps the most uncomfortable moment of the year. Nami had a look in her eyes that would stop traffic, and make the people run screaming from their cars.
Muffy and Celia finally stepped slightly away from Jack.
"But that's not going to happen..." Celia says.
"No, it's not." Nami agrees, clenching and unclenching her fist.
Muffy had concealed her left hand up until this moment, but now revealed it, holding a card.
"Nami, this is for you." She says, handing the card over. Nami swipes it from her in a less than polite manner.
"Don't open it yet." Celia says.
"When should I?" Nami asks, extreme anger still present in her voice.
"You'll know when." Muffy reassures her, giving a sweet, innocent smile.
"Oh, and Jack," Celia says, turning back to him. "We got you something, too." She points to a very large, giftwrapped box sitting beside a stand. Jack's eyes widen slightly, and he gives his best attempt at a thanking smile. Nami was now more steamed than ever.
"You can open it whenever you want." Celia adds. She and Muffy grin at each other and walk off.
"I wonder where they're going...?" Jack says.
"I can think of a few places." Nami says coldly.
Meanwhile, behind a tent, Miro was clawing at the grass, trying to crawl to his escape. Something held him at bay, though. A large weight tied to his legs. He groaned and gave up, putting his face into the dirt. Someone steps up in front of him, looming above like an evil shadow. Miro raises his head to see who it was, though he already knew.
"Are you ready yet, Miro?" Kate asks, looking down at him.
"No." Miro says. "No, I'll never be ready, don't you get it? I. DON'T. DANCE."
"Well what if I told you that you're on an anthill, full of hungry, red, and now angry ants?" Kate suggests.
"I'd rather be eaten by the ants." Miro says. Kate sighs and grabs him by the hair, lifting him up along with the weight to eye level.
"Listen, you're gonna dance, even if I have to tie you up to strings and move you around like a puppet!"
"Well, isn't that lovely?" Miro says sarcastically, despite his position. "You're a real charmer sometimes, do you know that?"
"Why, thank you, now DANCE!" Kate orders, throwing Miro over the tent and onto the pathway. She followed along around the tent and glared over to Van, who was eating noodles at the record player, which was converted into a DJ box by adding an obscure amount of amplifires and stereos to it.
"MUSIC!" She yells. Van, in his surprise, chokes on his food for a moment but recovers, swallowing it down hard. He inserts some music into the player and quickly returns to his noodles.
Miro was still on the ground, groaning in pain, when the music began to play. It was a slow-dancing melody. Kate rolls her eyes and lifts Miro up by his hair again.
"That really hurts quite a bit, you know..." Miro says.
"Oh, sorry." Kate says, tightening her grip and using one foot to pull the weight from Miro's legs, forcefully tearing the rope off. She finally releases Miro, who was holding his head now, eyes watering.
"Jee, thanks..." He says sarcastically. "You know, you could've just-" He suddenly makes an attempt to dash off, but is gripped on the shoulder by Kate before he could get a step away. He is then forcefully put into a dancing position with her.
The dancing was not so much of a dance than a dragging, with Kate sliding Miro side to side while Miro either remains limp or tries to pull away. Finally Kate grows tired of it and kicks Miro in the shin, warning him to start dancing well. Miro grudgingly goes along with it and starts to move his feet around, going along with the rhythm.
Nami taps Jack's shoulder and glances over to Miro.
"Look at that." She says with a slight smile. Jack turns to look.
"Hmm, that's interesting, isn't it?" He says.
"Yeah." Nami agrees. "Can you say 'daughter-in-law'?"
"Daughter-in-" Jack's interrupted by Nami punching him on the head.
"It's a figure of speech." She says, sighing.
"Oh, okay." Jack says. "Now, I want to see what's in that present..."
Miro was getting the hang of dancing now. He was even beginning to enjoy himself. Things could've been worse, really. And Kate wasn't that bad a dancer.
Jack started to take the wrapping off of the large present, wondering what it could be.
Miro ends the dance by doing something that surprised even him, he dipped Kate down. While still in that position, he slowly brought his face closer to Kate's, Kate doing the same.
Jack finally got the wrapping off, and was about to open the box. There was no need, though. Something burst out from the box with a supernatural leap, sending styrofoam peanuts and other packaging debris flying in every direction.
Miro was so surprised by this, he drops Kate, who hits the ground quite hard. He dosen't really notice, though, as he sees the thing that burst from the box land on the ground and slowly turn itself around to face the others.
"Daachan!" Miro exclaims.
"I knew it!" Jack says. "I told you he was evil!"
"Okay, you were right, just this once." Nami says.
"Kate, this is going to be dangerous..." Miro says to Kate, who was now back up from the ground. "Stay back, I'm taking care of this thing, once and for all."
"Whatever." Kate says, crossing her arms and watching as Miro ran over to his parents.
Once he had made it, Miro turned to face the thing.
"Okay, so what are we doing?" He asks Jack and Nami.
"Well, it shouldn't be too difficult since we have the whole town behind us..." Jack begins. He then looks around for the other residents of the town. No luck. The street was completely empty.
"Never mind." Jack grumbles.
"Hmm, I wonder..." Nami says. She takes out the letter that she had received from Celia and Muffy. She opens it and reads out loud:
Nami and Jack,
If you're reading this, that means that you've found out our little plan. We tricked that fool Van into selling you that oh-so-cute teddy bear Daachan all those years ago, and now the plan is about to be complete. If we can't have Jack, no one can. I hope you have fun. Luv ya!
Celia
"Grr... I thought so." Nami says to herself. She turns to look at Jack and Miro.
"You two take care of the bear, I'm gonna get those little mascara slimeballs."
Jack and Miro nod, and Nami runs off. She knows exactly where those two disappeared to. Nami rushes through the door to the Blue Bar and whizzes right by Griffin, opening the other door. She was in the room with a ladder that was marked 'Girls Only'. Despite what some people believed, she fit into that category. Nami climbs the ladder and slowly opens the trapdoor above, entering the room.
The room was massive. It had a high roof and huge, long walls. It was decorated like some sort of palace, with pillars and statues all around the area. And there, down at the other end of the room, were Muffy and Celia. Muffy was sitting, busy filing her nails and Celia was simply standing there, smiling.
"Oh, hello Nami." Celia says in mock sweetness. Muffy looks up from her hand to Nami.
"So you caught on?" She says. "We thought you would."
"Well, you did give me the letter, there was a good chance that I could put two and two together." Nami states, facing them.
"But there's really nothing you can do." Celia explains. "No matter what you try, there's no way you can beat us. You're outnumbered, and overpowered."
"Tch," Nami says, smirking. "What, a couple of pretty faces think they can outmatch me? I've seen weeds tougher than you."
"Muffy, how long have we waited for this moment, to finish off Jack and this little tomboy?" Celia asks.
"Hmm, I think it would be sixteen years today." Muffy says, returning to her nails. "But who's counting?"
"Right. That really is a long time to wait, Nami. Our paitence is finally up, and now it's time." Celia says in a sinister tone. "Muffy, do the honor."
"Gladly." Muffy says, getting up and setting her nail file aside, looking Nami down. She holds out the hand she had been filing and flicks her wrist, the nails suddenly shooting out three inches longer, into sharp, well- manicured claws.
"Face it, Nami." Celia says. "Daachan is far more powerful than your husband and son, and you don't stand a chance against the two of us. It's over, you're through."