Chapter 4 Meeting Meralia's Mother
"Yzak, how did you know that?" asked Athrun.
"Well, my uncle was a doctor, and I used to hang around him a lot." He explained. Meralia was very happy as she walked up to the reception desk.
"Um excuse me?" she said. A Middle aged lady with dyed red hair and an over dose of lip stick looked up.
"Yes? How may I help you?"
"Umm. I'm Miss. Haww and my friends, Mr. Yamato, Zala, Joule and Elsman, and Misses Clyne and Yula as well as I, we are booked for three weeks here?" she asked, the lady look up the reservations on the computer on the right.
"Ahh, here we go," she handed Meralia a set of silver keys
"The first door on the privet floor. Ask the man in the elevator for the top floor. Have a nice stay here at the Royal Hotel! Ohh, the elevator is dead ahead once you enter the Great Hall." She explained. Two men opened the large white doors.
Cagalli and Lacus gasped while the boys gaped.
"Thank you boys." Said Meralia as she walked past them.
The Great Hall, (I've never even been in distance of three feet from the Royal Hotel, this is my fantasy.) was a lavish sea of white and expensive looking objects. Round spheres of glass and red sofas and love seats were dotted around the large room.
"Holy shit," said Kira as they walked in, Meralia lead the way past people and expensive looking old people.
"Wow, this place is like, the bomb!" said Athrun as they walked up to the elevator. Which buttons where coated in velvet. The elevator soon came down and a man in a red suit was sitting on a bar chair,
"Top floor please," said Meralia as they stepped in, Dearka leaned over to the dude and said;
"How much do they pay you here?" he asked.
"20 dollars an hour." He replied and smiled.
"Dude." Said Dearka.
"'Dude,' is right young sir, top floor everyone!" said the dude and they all stepped out,
'Have a grand stay here." He said, and the door of the elevator closed shut.
The Top hall had little chairs at the front of every room with a bowl of chocolates on a little stand, before anyone could even take one, Dearka pocketed them all.
"Wait, we have to share one room?" asked Lacus.
"Ya but it's a four bedroom suit. Two people in each." Said Meralia.
"But, there are only three girls' four boys! One of us will have to sleep in a boy's room!" cried Cagalli, Meralia sighed.
"They are separate beds for each of us. Four bathrooms in here, AND it is two floors with a swimming pool and room service." Said Meralia.
"Wow." Said Athrun. Kira dashed to the phone and dialed #49.
"Room service how I may help you?" said a voice, Kira smiled broadly.
"I'll have 10 soft shell tacos with salsa on the side please. Oh! And two Pepsis in a glass with ice please."
"What room sir?" asked the person.
"Um… Milly what room is this?"
"409."
"Room 409." He said.
"Ok, they should be there in about ten minutes sir." And then they hung up,
"Milly… I love you for bringing me here." Said Kira, Meralia smiled.
"Ok, let's get settled in, and then… we'll check out the rest of this place!" cried Meralia, shouts of hurray! And where's the bathroom flooded the large space.
"Wait, what GIRL IS SLEEPING WITH THE GUY?" cried Cagalli. After that, all the two girls when into the first room, Athrun and Kira went into the second, Yzak hogged the third room which left Meralia and Dearka standing there.
"CAGALLI YOU WITCH!" cried Meralia, and ran to the first door.
"Yzak let me in please!" cried Dearka.
"No! You snore like a pig!" he yelled. Both of them sighed.
"Well, I guess that… we have to share a room." Said Meralia, Meralia opened the door.
And gasped.
This bed room was the master bedroom. With One large king size bed with a canopy. With white hangings around it, with three huge bay windows each with a balcony and a large bathroom.
Meralia and Dearka stared at the bed.
"YOU SAID THAT IS WOULD BE TWO BEDS!" cried Dearka.
"That is what I thought too!" she yelled, and then walked up and sat on the bed.
"OK… no need to panic… we could draw the curtains around each side of our side of the bed, so it will divide it, got it?" she asked, Dearka nodded and walked over to the bed and drew the hangings, around the middle of the bed.
"Problem solved." She said and walked over to bedside table and peered into it, and took out a key.
"What is that for?" asked Dearka.
"The Safe." She replied and walked over to a door that Dearka didn't noticed and unlocked it, and then she opened the door and looked there. Up on the high self was a safe, Meralia jumped up and grabbed it, and brung it down.
"Dearka, you have to promise me, never to tell anyone about this safe, got it?" her voice sounded stern, and Dearka was kinda frightened by her.
"Yes ma'am." He said and saluted her, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a package, and placed it into the safe and locked it again, then, someone knocked at the door, and she looked in the eye whole and gasped.
"Dearka! Hide! It's my mother! Don't make a sound or I'll have your throat!" she cried and pushed him into the closet and locked him in, raced to the door and opened it.
"Mother! What a wonderful surprise!" she cried and laughed nervously. In came a woman of around 40 with a long white dress and a smile.
"Milly!" she said she and hugged her tightly.
"Meralia, there is someone I'd like you to meet and I also have something to tell you. Send him in." she said, Meralia squinted her eyes, as a young man of about 18 walked in. He was blond with dark eyes, and he looked a lot like Dearka, but he had a stuck up like look to him. He wore a suit with a red tie and a pocket watch. Meralia was frightened.
"Meralia, this is Mark McDonald. Heir to the McDonald's Restaurant chain." She said Meralia's jaw dropped.
"You're the heir to McDonalds!" she cried, he nodded.
"Yes Dear I am." He said, Meralia didn't like anyone calling her 'dear,' especially this dude.
"Ok… what did you want to tell me then?" asked Meralia. Dearka was in the closet, sweat pouring down his brow, he was scared. He didn't know what she would say, but he knew that it would be bad. Very bad.
"Meralia, I think you should sit down for this one," said her mother, Meralia did as she was told and sat down on a chair beside the door.
"Meralia… your father and I have engaged you to marry Mark McDonald here." She said.
Meralia stopped breathing. Her blood turned cold and she gasped for air.
"No…" she said, Meralia's mother smiled.
"Yes dear… you're getting married."
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