From the depths of deep, comes Chapter 6! Sorry for such the long wait, guys! I couldn't get the file to my main computer! (I have been working on a church computer, and it's older than I am!!)
Note: I don't own squat, except maybe Anna.
The next day, Anna came back from her house. Kratos begged her to come with, but she said that no one that was on the cast was supposed to leave.
"But Mike's been shot! It's postponed! I was only on once! C'mon Anna, PLEEEEEEASE?" Kratos whined. Anna stared blankly. Apparently, Kratos whining and begging was absolutely new for her. Actually, Kratos had never done it before. He was apparently really desperate.
Anna couldn't resist that, though. "Oh, alright. But don't tell anyone else. The Tubbies don't really have a home, and I don't want Zelos to embarrass me in front of my parents. I'm sure you won't do that?" she asked as she ran her hand through her brunette hair.
"I would never do anything to betray your trust," Kratos promised.
Anna giggled. "Thank you. I usually leave at 5:00. Meet me at the wind turban." She went outside for a walk.
Kratos had a smile on his face for the rest of the day. He probably hadn't felt that happy since he was around Lloyd. . .and Anna.
"Hey, Mister Happy-Pants!" Zelos chirped as he circled his fellow abductee. "What's with the new look on your face? I've never seen you smile!"
Kratos shot him a glare that said 'You'd better be glad that I don't stick my sword through that small brain of yours.'
Zelos stood back, but was still circling him. "Hey, Lala!" he called. "Kratos seems happy for a change!"
With Kratos' name mentioned, Lala came running at the speed of sound. "Ooooh, Kratos-chan! Whaddya so happy about?"
Kratos gave Lala a cold glare. His smile was gone for the moment. "Lala," he said as coldly as his glare was, "it's none of your business."
"But Kratos!" Lala pressed. "I've never seen you this happy before! Something must have happened! Did you have a good dream or something?"
Kratos slapped both of his stalkers really hard. He walked on, then turned back. "That actually made me happy for a change. Zelos, get a life. Lala, I hate you." He walked off, with his smile even brighter.
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"Hey, Kratos," Tinky-Winky said as he pulled a cookie with a smiley-face on it out of the fridge, "you want Tubby Toast?"
Kratos looked at him. "I would love to have one. Thank you." He took the one from Tinky-Winky's hand, starting nibbling on it, and left a gaping Tinky-Winky.
Dipsy was outside, picking a flower up. "Hey," he said as Kratos walked along the path, "what do you do to keep your body so fit?"
Kratos turned to Dipsy. "Work out, and eat right. That Tubbie Custard ain't going to help you shave off those pounds you want gone. And never stop earning your stripes." He walked off, and left Dipsy to ponder his life choices: to be a Teletubbie or a Teleskinnie.
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It was 4:50, and Kratos made sure to be at the turban extra early. He didn't want to disappoint Anna. And he really didn't want to put up with everyone tonight. Especially since he had really hurt Lala's feelings.
Anna walked up the hill. "You ready?"
Kratos smiled at Anna. "Yeah."
Anna motioned Kratos to follow her. Kratos pulled out his wings and took off several feet off the ground to avoid suspicion and being noticed. They did not want Lala to try to kill either one of them. They passed the green hilly area and landed right into a parking lot. Kratos touched down, and followed Anna toward a car. Of course, Kratos had no idea how to work it, so Anna had to open the door for him. They smiled, and Anna drove off toward her house.
"So," Kratos said, looking out the window and was awed by the passing streetlights and the different sorts of cars, "what is this thing called?"
Anna said, "This is a car."
"What about this?"
"A streetlight."
"This?"
"Roadkill. Don't look at that. It might eat you."
"Who are they?"
"Uhm, Kratos, don't stare directly in their eyes. They might think you're asking for a death wish."
"Oh." Kratos never looked out the side window again.
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When they arrived at the house, Kratos didn't know what to say. Was it nice? Was it ugly?
"Well," Anna announced, "this is it! My little home. Whaddya think?"
"It's nice," Kratos complimented. The house was nice indeed. It was a late Victorian-type house with a pale yellow color and matching window-things. It had a small porch and a pile of roadkill on the side. There happened to be a forest preserve right next door, and the street appeared to be busy, so...
Anna walked up the steps leading into the house. "Well, come on in! We're not going to sleep out here next to the roadkill!"
Kratos sheepishly trudged up the porch. Anna held the door open, and he walked in.
Kratos had never been in a somewhat modern home, and he was amazed at everything. How pale a yellow the wall was, how tacky the furniture was. It just seemed...a lot like Heaven, minus all the dreary purple interior decorating. Kratos sighed, remembering how horrible it was decorated. That was the last time Cruxis invited Volt to come do it...
Anna ran halfway up a flight of stairs. "Mom!' she yelled. "Dad! I'm home! And I brought a friend home from work!"
A female's voice could be heard. "Anna, your father is--oh, well, was--asleep! Can't you just tone it down a few decibels?"
"But Mom!" Anna whined. "Come meet Kratos!"
The woman upstairs sighed, and seemed to be moving around, since there were creaks coming from above them. Not to mention dust falling in Kratos' face. Behind him, there was a loud ding! and a door opened. Anna explained, as who he assumed to be her mother came out, that was an elevator. She also said that her mom had MS, and so she couldn't stand up on her own without crumpling to the floor, like a rag doll. She finished by warning him to not talk about it, or she'll start giving you a speech on how fortunate normal people are, with their standing up and being able to move their legs.
Anna's mother seemed middle-aged, long blonde hair with a kindly smile on her face. Kratos didn't feel any hostility in her, so he eased up a bit. "So! You're the Kratos that Anna here keeps ranting about?" she wheeled her wheelchair closer to Kratos, and held out her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Anna's mother, but you can just call me Summer."
Kratos shook her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Summer," he returned.
Summer moved her hands back to her lap. She turned to Anna and asked, "Anna, dear, would you go get some tea please? I'm sure Kratos here is thirsty from the journey from the set."
Kratos was going to object, but Anna elbowed him and walked into the kitchen. Summer motioned to the couch. "Please, have a seat." When Kratos was seated, Summer got real close to him, and narrowed her eyes. "Look here, buddy," she hissed. "Anna can't, but I can see right through that nice guy act of yours. I can see you have had your share of affairs. Now, I will not let you lay one hand on my daughter, or I will call the cops on you and they will arrest you for statutory rape like you're goody-two-shoes friend, Yuan." What Kratos didn't know was she had found a story laying around Anna's room that had dealt with Yuan trying to rape Colette but got arrested becasue Mithos had called the cops on him. But he knew what she was saying was fake, so he said nothing.
Summer slammed the table, making Kratos jump. "See? You're trying to cover it up by not saying anything! I know your kind all too well! I know your ways of treachery and foul play. You will not lay a hand on Anna, or I will chop that hand off! Understood?" Feeling a little frightened, Kratos slowly nodded. She smiled. "Good!"
The tea kettle went off, and soon Anna came back in the room with three cups of tea. "I hope you don't mind vanilla caramel, Mom. It's all of the Chai I could find."
Summer looked up to her daughter and beamed. "Oh, don't worry, honey," she said. "You don't need to worry about such trivial things.
Anna sat down next to Kratos, sipping her tea. "So, have you two became acquainted with yourselves?"
Kratos was about to shake his head, but catching Summer's glare of pure terror, he quickly nodded. "I never knew your mother was such a...talented lady, Anna," he quickly lied, watching Summer's glare turn into a smirk.
"And I never knew that Kratos here worked in a manufacturing factory!" she chimed in. "Now, what was it that you make, Kratos?"
Kratos thought for a moment, then said, "Bouncy balls. People love them so much, that they'll never leave their side. It's almost like they're part of the bouncy ball. Kind of weird, but that's the truth." Anna was actually kind of suprised how he had covered up the Exsphere thing. He did it really well, in her opinion.
"Ah, bouncy balls. But I thought you worked at the Teletubbie set."
Anna put a hand on her leg. "Mom, that was just one episode. It doesn't mean he's going to be there regularly now. It's just a...cameo role, if you will."
"Ah, did Michael ask you to try it? We go a long way back, even back to high school. That's how I got Anna the job there."
Anna nodded, blushing. "Actually, you actually kind of forced me to go because you needed to pay off a debt you had with him thirty years ago, Mom. Now, that he was shot, he'll probably forget what happened and you--actually, it's me who's doing it--won't have to pay the debt off."
Summer gaped. "What? He was shot? You never told me that!" She sniffed. "Well, I guess that's what happens when you stay over there for three straight days, I suppose. Did you ever figure out who did shoot him?"
Kratos and Anna nodded, and said simultaneously, "Po."
Summer nodded, as if she knew already. "Yeah, I suspected so. Ever since I met him at the work party last year, I knew there was something funny about him."
Anna sighed. "Mom, he was high and drunk at the same time then. I'm suprised that his heart didn't just explode out of his chest right then and there."
"Oh, right."
Anna checked her watch, and looked suprised. "Wow! It's that late already?" She turned to Kratos, concerned. "Kratos, we need to get you downstairs. Around now, they're realizing that you split, and they're probably on their way here to take us down. Quick, in the panic room!" She got up and began to drag Kratos to the elevator and hit the 'panic' button. They began descending, and Kratos began to fear for his life. He was thinking about how angry Lala and Zel would be when they got to him. He was thinking about how thin--if that's posssible--Dipsy would be becasue of the tips he gave him. Kratos wouldn't be suprised if he started acting like that huge tiger on TV. He was thinking of how fat Tinky-Winky would get if he kept eating that Tubby Toast and Tubby Custard. He thought about a million other things, too.
The elevator doors finally opened, and Anna shoved Kratos in. "I think we're safe down here," Anna panted as they sat down on a battered couch. "It's a good thing none of them know how to work an elevator, and they just think it's just used to get upstairs and downstairs, so we're safe for a while."
Upstairs, shouts and a loud bang could be heard. "Is this the house?" Zelos' voice could be heard from above. Kratos froze. They were coming for him. . .
Anna walked into the back of the basement, and pulled out a cheap, plastic sword. Actually, she pulled out two: one that looked like Flamberge, and the other was the Vorpal Sword.
Kratos raised an eyebrow. "You stole Lloyd's swords?" he asked, as Anna walked back over and sat down.
Anna shook her head, smiling. "Nah, just my cheap video game merchandise that I bought on eBay. That places rocks. I have at least three three-and-a-half inch figurines of you upstairs. If we make it out alive, and my mother doesn't rat us out, I'll show them to you."
Kratos nodded. "It's a deal, then." Upstairs, shouts ond gurgles could be heard upstairs. And at the elevator, the sound of it slowly moving up made Anna panic.
"Crap!" she yelled, grabbing Kratos by the hand. "She did rat us out! Get farther back!" He followed, and soon they were behind a whole cabinet of canned vegetables and beans.
The elevator door slowly opened, and protruding was Zelos and Lala. Zelos continually had his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to unsheath it, and Lala was revving up a chainsaw.
Anna sighed, and began to walk into their view. "Hey, guys!" she said, giving a fake laugh and a small wave. "What are you guys doing down here?"
"We know he's here Anna," Lala hissed.
She scratched her head. "Who?"
"Kratos, of course. Give him to us," Zelos warned.
"Did something happen to him? The last time I saw him was when I left the scene. Maybe he just got extremely tired of you guys and left...?"
Zelos took a step closer. "No, my hunnie. He was acting very strangely, and I think I know why."
Kratos silently chuckled. "There's a breakthrough," he said to himself.
"He was planning to come home with you!" Lala screamed, revving up the chainsaw even more.
Upstairs, Tinky-Winky's voice could be heard. "WE FOUND HIM!!!"
Zelos and Lala chuckled. "We knew he was here," Lala said, as they were walking back to the elevator. "We were just playing your game of ignorance." They went upstairs.
Anna sighed, and walked back behind the cabinet. "They left, but I think you should still stay back here."
Kratos bit his lip. "I'm so sorry, Anna," he apologized. "Because of me, your house is..."
"Infected, yes, that's true. But it's nothing a little bug spray can fix." They both laughed. But soon, the elevator opened, and soon all four people--okay, it's more like one person and three things--entered the room.
"Anna, deary!" Lala called. The chainsaw was still on, and it was very loud, so everyone had to yell.
"Wow, Anna!" Tinky-Winky yelled. "I had no idea you so many great shows on your TV! We only get a few American ones, and the rest are all international. I am getting sick of friggin Telemundo!" The others all sweatdropped, and Zelos elbowed him in the TV.
"I'll repeat this again," Zelos said, unsheathing the sword. "Where--is--Kratos?"
Anna whined. "I'm telling you, I don't know! I'll even go help find him! I'm worried!"
Kratos dejectedly sighed. He knew he was going into trouble, either from them and/or Anna's mom, so he just walked out behind the cabinet.
Dipsy slapped Tinky-Winky upside the head. "See? Kratos is larger than a three-and-a-half inch figurine. Well, except maybe in the--" It was Lala's turn to elbow Dipsy.
Kratos sheepishly waved. "Hey, guys. Lookie where you guys show up!" He grimly chuckled, and soon Zelos started to cry.
"KRATOOOOOOOOOOOSS!" He cried, running to the angel and embracing him. "I thought that you'd never come back alive! We were all worried!" Kratos blankly stared. You call that worried...?
Lala embraced Kratos. "Let's go home..." she said like Kratos had just been kidnapped by a child molester. She then dragged him up the elevator and back to the set, where Kratos stayed in his room for the rest of the night. "I wanna go home..." he cried to himself.
Poor Kratos...he needs a hug.
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