Magic Maniac
Angela felt her body sizzling from within her rain poncho and yellow boots. Her red hair was matted to one side, with her eyes trained on the horse that was rounding the last corner. Her eyes followed as the horses black hooves pounded the turf, his muzzle feeding the air with saliva and his tail flowing in the wind that was making him go faster and faster. His jockey was clinging to his back, and it looked as if she was screaming. The rain sloshed past her body, and she felt as if screaming out herself. What the clock in her hand told her was that this horse was the one that she was to pick.
"Libby hold him back." Angela screamed.
Libby felt her arms being pulled from their sockets, the very muscles in her arms felt like they had been pulled twice their length. But as she felt the heat of tears flow down her face, she felt the horse underneath of her slow. She was almost ready to fall off of the horse, in a dirty mass of mud. Libby just couldn't understand it, Angela had told her that it was something that she, Libby, would remember for the rest of her life. Yeah, it was something she'd remember for the rest of her life, because it would be the last thing she'd want to remember.
Finally the horse stopped and Libby felt herself falling. She was on the ground before she knew it, and Angela was standing above her with a line for a mouth. She was mad, and Libby felt it was her that she was mad at. She just couldn't figure it out, Angela was just so nice on television. But in real life she was mean.
"You were suppost to slow him up on the fourth furlong." Angela said. She was trying to keep her cool.
"I know, I couldn't hold him though." Libby sighed. She felt tears fall down her cheeks.
"Maybe I should have rode him myself then." Angela said meanly.
"Yeah, maybe so." Libby muttered.
"Go...into...the house..." Angela stammered. "And clean...up."
"I will." Libby said. "I mean yes ma'am."
Libby sat up and slowly pushing herself up she walked up the cobbled pathway to the red house. It had been a hard three weeks. Angela had caused Cindy to cry fifteen times for the stupidest of reasons. Sheen and Carl broke their right hand, when they misjudged a female llama and calf. Angela still wasn't done yelling at them. Jimmy and Eustace had been locked in their rooms twice because of Angela. And worse of all, Libby's idol was causing panic within her own heart. Something within Libby's heart told her that Angela was lonely, and that she was normally nice.
"How was your day?" Cindy gasped.
"Not much better than yesterday." Libby said.
"Is it me, or is Angela getting meaner every day?" Sheen asked.
"It does seem that way." Eustace said.
"Could it be because the Derby is so close?"Jimmy asked.
"Could be," Carl said. "Doubt it though."
"We know nothing of Angela." Libby said. "Not even I."
Cindy and Libby knew only a few things about Angela. That she was an orphan, raced horses, and that she lived on a different planet besides Earth. Libby knew that Angela had an enemy named Jessica Kirby. Cindy knew that Angela had made little friends, possibly because of her attitude and hard headiness. But it was that red hair that made her attitude and hard headiness scream out, Cindy wanted to scream out. It wasn't Angela's fault that she was born an orphan with red hair, green eyes and that arrogant strong head of knowledge.
"So, are we going to talk to her?" Cindy asked.
"It'll be to no use." Libby said.
"Yeah, to get through her head would be a dream." Jimmy muttered.
Angela listened with a blank fear of anger. She knew that her anger could get ahead of herself sometimes, but she just couldn't help it. Anger and her were related, they were both a thing given to her when she was born. Anger and her were inseparatable. Maybe she and racing were something like a medication. Whenever she ran her horses her anger flew away. It was like a certain power was watching over her. Meldar had some of that power, so did Tee. All of her children had some of that power. It was a power that you were born with, a power that meant life and existance. It was the life-giving force that kept everyone in line.
Meldar floated in at that moment. Tee and he had just played a roudy game of Five Cards Stud, and Tee had won. Playing Monopoly, cards and Yatzee had always been his favorites. Five Cards Stud, Seven Cards Stud and Black Jack were his favorite card games. He wouldn't dare find himself playing Gold Fish or Miss N Match, those where baby games. Chess was another of his favorite games, so was Checkers. Tee and he would have played those, but Tee had to go on a business type deal. Right now he was feeling a sense of loneliness, of pain in his heart. He wanted someone to talk to. And wouldn't you know it, there was Libby and the gang.
"Hey g...guys." Meldar stammered.
"What do you want?" Jimmy said harshly.
"I...I just wanted to Ta...lk." Meldar swallowed hard.
"Yeah, about what?" Libby asked.
"Well, not really anything in particular." Meldar laughed.
"Get out of here." Cindy said. "Go find someone who likes you."
Angela couldn't hold it in anymore. Her son had just floated up to Libby, Cindy, Carl, Jimmy, Eustace and Sheen and had started up a conversation. From what she had seen, the conversation had caused a spark of anger in her sons eyes, and that was not what she or Meldar needed at this moment. They needed peace and understanding. Slamming her fists into her hips she thundered up to the children and before she knew it, they were all skulking away from her. Two tears flowed down her face and she collapsed. Her heart just couldn't take this. Carl, Libby, Cindy and Meldar confronted and started to shroud her in hugs. Jimmy, Sheen and Eustace stood by with frowns on their faces. What they had seen was extraordinary. Angela had broken loose of her sub-concious.
"Angel, Angela are you okay?" Libby asked.
"Mom, mom it's okay." Meldar said.
"Angela is there anything I could get you?" Cindy asked.
"Sadness, sadness is tearing her apart!" Carl shrieked.
"I'm fine, just give me a few minutes." Angela said.
Jimmy walked over to Angela and draped her in his deepest hug. Everyone gasped with glee, Jimmy had abandoned himself too. Eustace walked over and draped a blanket over Angela's shoulders. He too gave her a hug. Sheen ran over and gave her a big bear hug. Before everyone knew it, they were all hugging Angela tightly. Libby, Cindy, Carl and Meldar hugged and kissed her cheek slightly. Angela felt tears flow down her cheeks. She was once again in peace with herself. She had her children back, she had friends, fans and she had broken her anger.
Tee walked in with Zix, Travoltron and baby Eddie then. Seeing Angela on the floor made them all want to cry. Seeing Angela shrouded in hugs made Tee angry. Seeing Libby, Cindy and Carl kiss her cheeks made them all furious. Tee ran over and all but tore Angela away with brute force. Meldar acted swiftly and punched his brother on the arm. The letters in Zix's hands fell and he ran over and separated Tee from the others. Angela moved away and started to explain. Tee was blinded by his fury, deafened by his fury. Angela's explanation never got to him. He was sent away without knowing what had happened.
Meldar floated into the basement. The machines blinding him with wonder. His mother had been busy, busy like a Mos Osk Bee. He knew what was in the other room, but he feared going in it. But his curiousity won over. Slowly sliding the door, he floated in. Baby craddles rocked back and forth, a small light was held above him that was dimmed to almost nothing. In the far off corner of his mind he heard a distant memory. A crying baby, and falling rocks. Snapping out of his memory he heard a real baby cry. The cry was unmistakeable.
Floating over, Meldar looked over the craddles arm. A head of red met his eyes. Nothing but red engulfed the face, the eyes were hardly noticeable. They looked brown, but he couldn't tell. Slowly sliding his arms under the head he picked it up and craddling it in his arms he rocked it. Another memory clicked into place, a memory from when his mother had held him the first time. The first time she had held him was when she had walked into her house with him for the first time. Shaking the memory away he watched as the baby's eyes fluttered open then closed. The baby was sleeping.
Angela walked in at that moment with a bottle. An alarm had gone off from within the house meaning that one of the babies was crying. She had quickly retrieved a bottle of milk and had speed-walked down to the basement. When she had opened the door that led into the nursery she had all but gasped. Meldar was standing right there, above little Daishon's craddle, and Daishon was in his arms. Walking forward Angela noticed that Meldar was rocking the baby and that the baby and Meldar's eyes were both closed. Meldar and the baby had both fallen asleep
I'm so sorry this was so long in getting out. I've been going through school troubles. All of my stories were placed on hold for awhile, but I'm back. I hope you guys like this chapter. I'll try to get the next two chapters up tonight. And if I can't, then I'll do it sometime during the week. I am on spring vacation, I have alot of time on my hands now. Yippeeeeeee for Spring Vacation.