Buster ran off almost crying, he couldn't hear anything his aural passages had been blocked off, he had ran into Carla and Bo who were walking down a snowy path in the park nearby, "What's wrong?" Bo asked worryingly.
Buster of course couldn't hear, "What?"
Mr. Baxter looked a bit closer his were starting to turn red, "Your ears… I better take you to the hospital…"
Moments later Buster was at the hospital, the doctor had looked at them, "We will need to freeze them and undo the knot," The doctor chuckled, "Good thing he can't hear us because he would probably run."
All Buster had seen was lips moving but couldn't hear the sounds, the doctor had come in with a needle, Buster of course freaked, "I think my ears are fine!" Buster tried to undo his ears, but failed, "Ouch!"
The doctor injected some stuff to freeze his ears and in a few short moments he easily undid Buster's ears as the rabbit boy winced in pain, Mr. Baxter had turned to his son as he could now hear properly, "Now there is a reason why this probably happened, can you please tell me?"
"I made Sue Ellen upset about something…" Buster admitted.
"You are to apologize to Sue Ellen, and stay in your room when you get home," Carla stated as she was annoyed.
"Aww…" Buster whined, "It isn't my fault Sue Ellen snapped."
Mr. Baxter continued to discipline his son, "Sometimes it is called responsibility; think about it before you upset her or someone else again."
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Sue Ellen felt a bit more confident to approach Fern about the problem, but it was close to turning physical.
"What are you going to do?" Fern asked being a bit uncharacteristic, "Cry to your mom? Cry because April died?"
Sue Ellen felt tears stream down her checks, "No!"
She went at her and tackled her and they started some fighting.
Mr. Kane was typing up a news story on his laptop, but was interrupted when he had heard the physical arguing between and he had to break up the two girls, "What is wrong with you both? After being away for three days down in Cancun where there was snow due to the strange weather conditions, and I come back and everyone seems to be in a bad mood all of a sudden… I am honestly thinking you both have Seasonal Affective Disorder or something."
"Fern cast something on Max!" Sue Ellen complained as she wiped away her tears.
"It was by accident!" Fern shot back
Mr. Kane had looked at the tiger boy, he couldn't detect anything wrong physical… well not at the moment, "He seems fine, I wouldn't worry about it, and if he was poisoned he would be throwing up everywhere as his cells would get damaged and he would be getting sicker by the moment."
"WHAT?" Shrieked the cat girl, "Fern, I am going to find out what you did!" Sue Ellen and Max both walked away.
Moments later Sue Ellen was panicking she had all means to and she knew there was something wrong with Max, however he didn't show it, "W-we need to get you to a hospital."
"Sue Ellen, I think I am fine…" Max replied as he stopped walking.
"Look don't make me repeat myself about me worrying about you," Sue Ellen's voice soon turned to nervousness and fear, "Fern cast some sort of spell on you, and I think you might be having some sort of internal injuries!" She pulled Max's arm and dragged him to the hospital as she was scared; she soon found a nurse, "P-please help him, because, I think there is something wrong with him…"
"Calm down…" She replied as Sue Ellen was a mess, she then looked at Max, "Everything looks fine."
They left the hospital, Sue Ellen was nearly in tears over many things of course, she couldn't keep her mind straight and focused; she took Max, home, "Stay home, I will check on you tomorrow."
Sue Ellen was still scared, she didn't know what to expect, she had all rights to be scared, this was nerve-wracking she was avoiding everyone, especially Fern and Buster, because she knew if she had ran into him odds were that she would mention something about being related to Max, she didn't need Buster saying anything of the sort basically because Buster would start up the crazy thing about her being an alien. And Fern it would probably be more of a physical altercation, she didn't want to hurt her.
It had scarred her emotionally; she didn't want to tell her mom about what happened, she would say that 'he is fine', she walked home, her mother noticed Sue Ellen trembling nervously, "What's wrong?"
She stuttered which was a dead giveaway that something was terribly wrong, "N-nothing…"
Mrs. Armstrong knew something was up, "Sue Ellen, I know when you are nervous about something when you stutter. Please tell me."
Sue Ellen couldn't tell her, but she had to make up a lie, "Fern and I had a huge argument it was almost physical…"
Mrs. Armstrong patronized her, "Sue Ellen if you are having problems with your classmates, you should talk to me… or Mr. Haney, or another teacher; when you are with your friends I can't be there to mediate. It will be same in high school; I can't help you solve problems with people you seem to be have problems with."
Sue Ellen was shocked, "What?"
"What I am saying, you should ask for help when you need it because some day, there may be no one around who will help you. What will you do when I pass on?"
Sue Ellen shrieked and was almost in tears again, "WHAT? You're dying?"
"No, I have like 40 or 50 years left, but don't expect me to help you every time you have a problem; it is up to you to solve it; You are 10 years old and you should have some problem solving skills…"
Sue Ellen panicked, "Mom, tell me! There is something you aren't telling me!"
"I don't have any medical conditions," Mrs. Armstrong replied as she was trying to calm her daughter down but failed.
Now Sue Ellen was slightly annoyed, "Are you just saying that to patronize me?"
"No, the doctor told me…" Mrs. Armstrong replied
However Sue Ellen grabbed her hand, "We will see."
Mrs. Armstrong sighed and Sue Ellen wouldn't stop bugging her; her mother wanted to reassure her as the cat girl seemed upset over something. The cat girl dragged her mother to the garage, she wanted to be sure.
When they had got to the hospital, they were instantly admitted, the same doctor who took care of Buster looked at a file, "It seems that you have anorexia, you are going to die in six months if you keep up your eating disorder…" Sue Ellen started to cry as she hugged her mom, "Oops that is Mrs. Hiltons file, how could I mix up the two?" he continued looking through the files "You are in perfect health; you are going to live for a long time as I don't see any medical conditions, you can easily live to be 100."
"See?" Mrs. Armstrong replied as she saw her shirt wet with her daughters tears.
Sue Ellen looked at the file to be sure, "You are sure?"
"Yes, I had an appointment with her the day that school was off, don't worry, you won't be losing her…" he noticed Sue Ellen, "You wouldn't have been the one who tied Buster's ears together have you?"
"…he upset me…" Sue Ellen nodded, "He was talking about a certain person I'd rather keep in the past…"
"Buster is a bit hyperactive for his age, I am kind of investigating to see if his mother beat him or not…" The Armstrong's drove home and they went into the den, "Sue Ellen, nothing is going to happen to me, I am sorry for what I said earlier…"
She lowered her head and walked to her room without saying anything. What sort of curse did Fern do? He didn't freeze or burst into flames or anything… It wasn't like last year where magic was made without the assistance of a wand. But apparently magic with a wand was easier.
She was scared and it was starting to become neurotic, she trembled with fear; she curled up into a little ball, if anything was definite she was scared and not much ever scared her, but this did, she got back up and locked the door and she curled herself up into a little ball.
She spent most of the day in her room, thinking diligently figuring out what had happened. She didn't want to rule out that Fern had too much fun casting elemental magic with the wand.
It was silly, and asinine to think anything of the sort.
Fern received the wand as a gift and nothing more. Despite to her, Fern didn't deserve it, because Fern obviously never heard of Spiderman.
Great power means great responsibility.
But to Sue Ellen; Fern didn't show great responsibility. She showed great irresponsibility.
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Mr. Frensky had received the ransom letter, he put it down in disbelief, there were a few people he knew 60 cars in a month and that was 2 cars a day, he had made a few phone calls. He had called Mr. Crosswire, Buck, Moss and Reno.
They had come over; Buck was a bit stressed, "Oliver this better be important."
He lowered his head, "Francine was kidnapped, they want a million dollars and 60 cars, sporty, luxury and classic models."
Buck had a tear flowing down his face, "It is noon already we need to get going."
Moss looked at the list, "Ok I had seen a 2002 Cadillac Escalade at the Sugar Bowl, and I always see a white 1970 Cadillac El Dorado at a cruise night at the local 50's diner."
"You aren't serious…" Reno replied as he scanned the list, "I had seen an El Camino…"
Mr. Crosswire argued, "No, El Dorado, not the Chevy El Camino…"
Mr. Clarkson continued to talk, "We have to drop off the cars in Rockwood, advantages are that it is in Teal County, disadvantages are that we can't let Mr. Freeman or Mr. Ryder know..."
Mr. Crosswire continued to read the list as he took it off Reno's hands, "1969 Ford Mustang? 2001 Ferrari 550 Maranello? Mrs. Armstrong owns it, it is dear to her."
Mr. Clarkson smiled, "She would kill you if you took it."
"Reno, anything has to be taken, when an opportunity comes along it is best to take it, Mrs. Armstrong is going to be having her car stolen," Mr. Frensky sighed as he continued to read the list, he went wide eyed, "That car isn't even made anymore, an Aston Martin V8, these guys are insane."
Reno sighed, "No, they are making this a hard game; we must get going, where to first?"
Mr. Crosswire sighed sadly, "Someone please take Mrs. Armstrong's 2001 Ferrari 550 Maranello… Because I'm not going to."
To Be Continued.
