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Chapter 18: Flying Cardboard Boxes!


It was completely empty on Tweak Street. The wind carried stray tumbleweeds onto the road; everything around them, looked like it was taken from a old cowboy movie. "Does it appear to be harmless, fiancé Richard?"

"I think so." He revved up the engine, and pulled his motorcycle onto the street. He gave a sigh of relief, "I think the curse is wearing off! Nothing has tried to hit us today."

A large, red truck popped out of nowhere, and flew straight towards them. Judging by it's speed, the truck obviously had no intention of slowing down. Kori squeaked, "I believe that the curse is still upon us."

"Holy shit." He revved up his bike, and took off towards the sunset. The car still pursued them, like a cat attacking a mouse. "Oh great! Just great!"

It was at that moment that Kori realized something. "That is the same car that attempted to hit us yesterday, is it not?"

He let out a small growl. The wind rushed through their hair, as the motorcycle gained speed. He grunted, "I'm a little to busy to check right now."

"We are almost to Madame Jinx's household." The red truck began to fall behind. They both began to breath a little bit easier, after that. "I believe it is the second residence to the right side," she giggled.

The house was a small one, and it was definitely different from any house that he had ever seen. The bricks and shutters were a dark pink, while the door was midnight black. The driveway had even been painted in a soft shade of purple. "Is this the place?"

"Yes!" She smiled at her surroundings. The grass was hardly visible underneath the army of ground gnomes. "This house is quite beautiful! May we acquire a house like this, fiancé Robin?"

He gulped, "Of course, but I would prefer something with a lot less color."

The vehicle roared up the driveway, and plopped down in front of the garage. "You do not find the coloring enjoyable?"

His feet plodded along the concrete. 'I don't want to upset Kori, but this house gives me the creeps.' "I would prefer something less exotic."

The door loomed before them, like a bear on its hind legs. He reached forward to knock, but the opened before his fist was able to meet its wooden target. A young woman with pink pigtails, and purple clothes stared back at him. "Hello, I am Madame Jinx."

Jinx held out her hand to Kori, but the redhead had other plans. She wrapped the pigtailed girl in a back-breaking hug. "Will you be my friend?"

She groaned, "Yes, if you let go of me."

Jinx's pale complexion had turned a deep purple, during her killer hug. The silence began to grow uncomfortable. "Sorry, new friend."

"It's alright," Madame Jinx sighed. "What did you need?"

"I believe that me and my fiancé are under a terrible curse!" The deep eyes of Jinx scanned the pair with a gentle curiosity.

"What kind of curse?" She has experienced hoaxes before. People constantly wanted to gawk at the infamous Madame Jinx, some even came to insult her.

"I believe it was called, the curse of the broken frog," Her pupils dilated.

'What a strange name for a curse,' she mused. It was pretty unusual for a curse to have a name like that, but the people before her did not look like liars. 'I might as well play along. 'If this curse is real, then I don't want to look like a idiot because I've never heard of it.' "That is quite serious."

"It is curable, isn't it." Even Richard's calm demeanor looked a little shaken.

"Most curses are."

"I've got a big meeting on Monday," he muttered. "Being randomly hit by flying, cardboard boxes doesn't usually impress my clients."

Jinx tilted her head, "cardboard boxes?"

"Yes, new friend! They have been appearing everywhere!" She couldn't help, but smile; 'Flying cardboard boxes? That's absolutely ridiculous!' "I am fearing for our lives!"

Her mouth flew into a smile. They stared at her in disbelief, but she could no longer hide her laughter. "Let me get this straight; you are being chased around by flying cardboard boxes?"

"Dame right," he hissed. The laughter grew to a deafening level. "Stop laughing! There is nothing funny about this! Those cardboard boxes nearly gave me a concussion!"

Kori nodded, "It is quite true. I have yet to be hit by these boxes, but they travel quite hastily!"

"I just can't see how cardboard boxes could be dangerous!" The window shattered into millions of tiny pieces, and a large cardboard box came hurtling through the pane. She flinched as it collided painfully with Richard's head.

"I believe that is the same truck that attempted to collide with us earlier." Kori pointed out the window, as the truck roared down the road. "I suppose, he followed us."

He clambered to his feet, and shakily grasped onto the wall. The glass was everywhere; on the floor, on the couch and on the tables. "God Damn it!"

"I can see how cardboard boxes are dangerous." The cardboard box looked completely unthreatening. It's brown, paper walls were left undamaged, despite its recent trip through the window. "I didn't know boxes could go that fast!"

He howled, "If I get hit with one more box, then I'm going on a blood hunt!"

"This really is a serious situation," she whispered. "I'll have to defiantly do research. Truth be told, I have never heard about this curse."

"What!" Richard yelled, "I thought, you said that you did!"

"I thought you were another star-struck fan!" She gave a warm smile, and twirled. "I've got quite a few fans."

He scowled, "I've never heard of you before today, so you can't be that famous!"

"Excuse me!" Nobody talked to Madame Jinx that way! 'Does he know who I am? I should place the curse of death on his over-gelled head!' "Do you want me to help you, or not?"

"Please do not argue," Kori said. "We must work together!"

"Fine," he muttered.

"I'll be nice, if your stuck-up fiancé behaves!"

"I am glad!" She looked from Richard to Jinx. "Shake hands please."

They did shake hands, but it looked more like a arm wrestling match. "I will get my revenge, Richard!"

"Friends, what about the car?" They didn't appear to hear her; Their minds were to concentrated upon fighting. Shrugging it off, she turned her attention towards the broken window.


The silence was deafening. Their heart's were quickly beating in their chest's. The impatience was growing, but the more intolerant the pair grew, the slower time went by. "What does the pregnancy test say?"

"It takes awhile for it to work! Be patient," Rachel snapped at Gar.

He drummed his fingers rhythmically against the nightstand. There, in the corner of the room, Rachel paced back and forth. It was the type of thing she did, when she was nervous. "It it done, yet?"

"No," she yelled. "It isn't."

The tone she used, frightened him. "Calm down."

"You're telling me to calm down?" Truthfully, she hadn't meant to be that harsh. The tension was beginning to get to her, so she reacted the only way she knew how. "I'm not the one who has been twiddling my fingers for the past thirty seconds!"

"No," he cried. "But, you've been pacing like a maniac. You're going to leave a hole in the floor."

"Shut up." The timer let out a large ding. The pregnancy test lay menacingly on the counter, and she watched it hesitantly. She shakily grabbed a hold of it, but her eyes were closed. She thought, 'I don't want to look.'

He yelled, "What does it say?"

She hesitantly cracked her lavender eyes open. There it was; the answer was looming up at her. "Gar, I'm…."


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Authors Note:

Sorry it took me so long to update! I was grounded off the computer for a little while! Anyway, I will be going on a vacation for a few days, so the next update will either be on Wednesday or Thursday! (Depending on how late, we arrive home)

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