Come on
Get along
Goin' on
This great adventure is on
So come on
Goin' on
This great adventure...
What are we waiting for?
A PRIZE for whoever can guess where that song is from... there's a clue in this chapter, but I'll give you another one: The host's name was Elliot.
OKAY! Anyway, guys I just wanted you to know that I may be posting some chapters that MIGHT be kinda 'off', and if I do that I APOLOGISE! BUT, in the case that I DO, I just wanted to give you guys an explantion; someone who was very close to me has just been killed in a car crash, and I'm feeling down lately, but NOT down enough to let YOU GUYS down!
Enjoy the chatper, cuz I had fun with this!
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GODDAMN I HATE THAT LITTLE GHOST PUNK HE PUTS A BAD NAME FOR CASPER I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM—
Stop whining.
...eh?
You were unprepared. Any amateur sneak attack could have taken you by surprise. You're getting slow.
Oh, I'm sorry; I don't remember asking you to tell me my whole life story!
Stop being a brat and leave.
I said NO!
Whatever happened to the Elinor who enjoyed being on the run? Now you're just pathetic.
Hey, 'pathetic's a strong word...
Yes. And it deserves to be used with YOU.
Elinor brought herself back into the real world. She was standing in front of a mirror in one of the bathrooms, wrapped in a towel, and dripping wet.
'I haven't had a bath like that in while,' she thought, 'I'm used to taking showers in the rain.'
She quickly slipped back on her old, torn-in-many-places, dark purple T-Shirt. She'd been wearing that thing for as long as she could remember. In her earlier memories she considered it to be some sort of dress; then she grew older and bigger and it became a shirt instead. Ah, terrifying, blurry, almost painful childhood memories...
'I'm not pathetic...' she thought, 'I'm just... opinionative. Open minded.'
Elinor sighed.
She opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom.
Right into Misery.
GAH!
Elinor stumbled on her feet and fell down, accidentally dragging the banshee girl down with her. They landed in a heap, Elinor crushed on the bottom.
"Sorry..." Elinor choked underneath Misery.
"Oh, it's fine," Misery replied, "normally I'm the one who lends up on the bottom. Hee, hee, hee..."
Elinor's temper flared a tiny bit.
"Okay, you can get up now," she said making an effort not to snap.
They untangled themselves and got up off the floor.
"I was just on my way to Mr. Mumbles' opening of his new ride," she said, "It's called 'The Topsy Turvy Triangle'. I think it sounds like fun..."
Elinor stared blankly at Misery.
"...Mr. Who?"
Misery gave Elinor a surprised look for a second, then realised that Elinor was new.
"Mr. Mumbles owns the theme park next door," she said, "It's actually a little strange; Poe named him 'Mr. Mumbles' before he even knew the guy, yet we all just call him that anyway..." Misery shrugged.
"Anyway," she continued, "You should come to the opening; I don't think you've gone to many amusement parks, have you?"
"No, not really..."
It was true; Elinor hadn't actually ever gone to an amusement park in her LIFE! Well, what would you expect from a girl who couldn't remember her past before age 9?
"Well, come on then," Misery (almost) cheered, "Follow me!"
Elinor lowered her eyelids for a second, then sighed, shrugged, and followed the banshee girl as she asked.
They walked through the labyrinth of hallways and doors (Elinor had given up on remembering the way) and eventually found themselves at the main hall and through the big front doors.
"The way to the park is just down that path," Misery pointed to a little pathway to her right, "It's inside a huge glasshouse. It's pretty cool."
'An amusement park? In a glasshouse? If amusement parks are like anything I've seen in cartoons, that's not exactly "safety first"...'
The pathway was cute, to say the least; it was lined with shiny stones on the sides and tall, skinny street lamps with ivy growing around them lit up the little trail. Elinor soaked up her surroundings as she followed Misery down said pathway.
As they passed a group of rather big and tall bushes, Elinor saw a... a...
'Holey exploding glasshouses, Batman...' Elinor inwardly inhaled in amazement.
It was the most... um... AMAZING glasshouse Elinor had ever seen!* It looked somewhat like a castle, with several pillars pointing up with little triangles on the top, and it was so freaking BIG! It almost put the Gloomsville Mansion to shame (Keyword: almost)!
"We're here," Misery droned.
"I kinda figured that, thanks..." Elinor said, feeling a little light headed.
"Well, let's go inside!" Misery said, making Elinor a little scared seeing her, well, excited.*
As she passed through the gates, she was met by an old man with glasses on, and a cane.
... And a frog on his head?
"Hello!" he said with an accent that Elinor couldn't quite place, "And welcome to Mr. Mumbles' Madhouse of Merriness!"
'This guy really loves alliteration, doesn't he?' Elinor thought to (possibly) her annoying little voice (it didn't respond, by the way).
"Hey, Mr. Mumbles," Misery greeted, "This is—"
"No, no, wait, let me guess..." said Mr. Mumbles, putting a finger to his chin and squinting hard at Elinor, "You look like a... Brittany?"
Elinor shook her head.
"Amy?"
Another shake.
"Devi?"
Shake.
"I'll give you a clue," Elinor said, "It's a Greek, French and Scottish name."
"Hrm..." Mr. Mumbles thought, "Greek, French and Scottish... Alisanne?"
"No."
"Elle?"
"Very close."
"Belle!"
"Colder."
"Enough already!"
Misery was the one who had snapped, "I'm going to go inside and meet Ruby. I'll see you in there when you're done playing Twenty Questions..." and then the banshee girl headed in.
Personally, Elinor was having fun with this.
"Perhaps, another clue..." Mr. Mumbles mused,* "What do you think, Socrates?"
The frog on his head croaked in response.
"Oh, exactly what I was thinking!" Mr. Mumbles replied, "If you need help, do not hesitate to ask!"
Mr. Mumbles turned his attention back to Elinor, "How about that clue?" he asked.
"Okay..." Elinor said while pondering, "Here's one; in the French version, it means 'light'."
"Aaah," Mr. Mumbles said, "'Light'...you remind me a little of Ruby!"
That made Elinor's heart skip a beat.
Her? Like Ruby?
...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA no.
"Unless my memory fails me," said Mr. Mumbles, "And my noggin has served me well for a long time, mind you, your name must be... Eleanor, Elenor, or Elinor!"
"What's the difference?"
"Oh, it's the way they're spelt, dearest."
"ELINOR!"
The girl looked up diagonally to where the voice of Frank and Len had called out. They were riding a rollercoaster. A huge, packed-to-the-rafters-with-loopty-loops-and-twists-and-turns rollercoaster.
"IT'S GREAT TO SEE YOU'RE HERE!" Frank called, almost screamed, to Elinor while he was practically being thrown around.
"YEAH!" Len followed up, enjoyed every minute of the ride with wide eyes, "WE THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T SO BIG ON KILLER TRILLS!"
"Um," Elinor said.
"WHAT?!" the two guitarists shouted.
"NOTHING!" Elinor roared back.
"WOOOO!"
Elinor suddenly noticed Iris was in the seat right next to Frank and Len, unsurprisingly, screaming her head off.
"THIS. IS. AWESOME!" she shouted with her lungs on full capacity.
'I think I'll go for the less crazy rides...' Elinor thought.
"You know, Skull Boy helped me create that rollercoaster," Mr. Mumbles said to Elinor.
"Hm?" Elinor said just coming back, "Oh, really?"
"Oh, yes," Mr. Mumbled replied enthusiastically, "He's quite the Jack of all Trades. Only problem is he cannot stay with one thing for a serious period of time, the poor boy..."
"Having an unlimited amount of talents... is bad?" Elinor asked more to herself than Mr. Mumbles.
Mr. Mumbles leaned on his cane, and looked at Elinor with slight sadness in his black and white eyes.
"You don't know, do you?"
Elinor returned Mr. Mumbles look of sadness with a look that said, 'No, before I came here I read a book depicting the life of everybody who lived here (sarcastic face)'.
"My apologies, I just assumed," Mr. Mumbles said, rising up his hands (one holding his cane) in surrender.
"You see," he said, "Skull Boy has amnesia;* he doesn't remember where on Earth he came from. Well, before he was a skeleton, I mean. They first thing he remembers is waking up one day in the middle of that big mansion," Mr. Mumbles gestured down the pathway, where the monolith of a house was still visible, "Poor lad doesn't even remember if he has any family."
'So that would explain the whole, "I think I might be related to a long line of librarians!" thing came from...' thought Elinor.
"Ah well," Mr. Mumbles continued, "If you ask me he has all the family he needs," he smiled and looked at the monster children screaming with terror and excitement of the rollercoaster.
'Family...' Elinor thought, 'Kinda sounds like that "friend" word... maybe they have something in common?'
"Come on, Elinor!"
Elinor looked up from the ground to see Ruby standing from inside The Madhouse of Merriment, "Don't just stand out there all day! Come on in and have some fun!"
Elinor smiled to herself.
"Coming!" she shouted after her.
*- Sometimes El' can't really find the right words (Elinor: YOU'RE the author, hypocrite!) SHUT UP!
*-STOP JUDGING, ELINOR! How many times do I have to tell you?!
*-Hey! Alliteration!
*-I just want to say; This is just what I think Skull Boy's thing is... and, well, since it was never really specified in the cartoon I thought I would just provide my own explanation! If it upsets anyone, please don't maaaaad! *hides*
WHOO! That chapter was LONG! I guess I just had WAY TOO MUCH FUN writing Mr. Mumbles' parts (happy, Alice? ;3)! And also, I would like to thank Lichy-Lichy for reminding me about Socrates. Lil' froggy on his head... ^^
Looks like this VOICE is getting worse! Will it lead to something bad? Will Elinor put everyone around her in jeopary? WILL SHE BE MORE OF A GROUCH IN THE NEXT CHAPTER?!
Duh! Duh! And, let's HOPE not!
Ruby Gloom (and Batman) does not belong to me!
But Elinor does!
Thank you for reading! :3