Hello! Hello! Welcome to chapter 7!
I am so very sorry this update is so late! I've been having the worst case of writers block. Mostly because I stopped the last chapter at such a crappy place, I didn't know how to pick it up again. I blame myself for my own stupidity… llD
Also, read the author's note at the end for a little extra.
With that said, on to the story!
Warning: Filler, language
Lammy stared at the small girl before her. She was about 4"11 and she was wearing a light brown jacket with a dark red button up shirt underneath, a red skirt with black tights and a pair of dark red ankle boots. She had ruby red r hair with white specks of dandruff here and there, and innocent crimson red eyes.
'This girl looks like she's barely 17… She can't possibly be here by herself.' Lammy thought to herself as she took another look at the train. The train door shut and the train started to move once more, this time leaving the train station.
"Hello! You must be the new resident of this town." Lammy heard her blue haired companion greet the girl in a calm tone. The girl nodded and held on tighter to the handle of her large brown, rectangular suitcase, avoiding any eye contact with them.
It was plainly obvious that this girl was shy, maybe even anti-social. She definitely wasn't much of a talker, and she kept looking around as if watching out for something. 'What is she so paranoid about?' Lammy thought to herself. This girl reminded her of a boy back at the mental hospital. She never talked to him, but she would generally see him from time to time when it was lunch or when they had to talk in a group. The only difference was that this girl was a little less sensitive and jumpy and she didn't throw up on Lammy when she tried to talk to her. It would be unjust of Lammy to immediately rule her as to have a disorder, so she just left it as a mental note.
She must be capable of handling herself if she got from here to wherever she came from.
"My name is Petunia, and this is Lammy." The woman introduced as she motioned to Lammy. "Hello." the purple haired woman smiled at her.
The girl hesitated before she spoke. "M- My name is Flaky…" she responded in a meek, soft voice. Flaky then adjusted her red striped scarf so that it didn't cover her mouth. "Good morning Flaky! Lammy and I will be showing you around town today."
To that, Flaky looked at them in disbelief for a moment then shook her head. "N- No, I- I'm fine. I don't want to burden you two." She replied in an even weaker voice. Petunia smiled at her warmly and took her hand. "It's no burden at all! We came here to meet you and make you feel at home in our little town." Flaky's eyes widened and a dark blush of embarrassment spread across her cheeks. "I-… thank you." She smiled happily at them both. "Here, let me take your suit case." Lammy offered the red haired girl who accepted her offer and stepped away from it.
Unaware of how heavy the suitcase was, Lammy fell over clumsily while trying to carry it. Both Flaky and Petunia looked at Lammy's slumped over body who was still trying to pick up the heavy suitcase. "Do you need some help there?" Petunia asked, her voice sounding of clear amusement. "No! I got this, just give me a second!" Lammy huffed as she tried to pick the suitcase up again. It was no use. She was too weak to pick it up. She sighed in defeat and stepped away from the bulky case.
Petunia stepped up to the case and looked at Lammy. "That's okay, not everyone is made for lifting things." She said smugly, as if poking fun at her. Petunia confidently tried to pick it up and make it look easy, but to her surprise, the suitcase didn't budge and Petunia fell over just as Lammy did. The purple haired woman watched her friend struggle with the suitcase and couldn't help but laugh at her. Petunia tried even harder than Lammy and gave up when she fell backwards.
"What's in that thing?" Petunia asked Flaky who was covering her mouth with her scarf again.
Flaky moved her scarf to reveal she was holding back a smile. She opened her mouth to speak, but she immediately burst into laughter. Her laugh was adorable, it was almost like listening to a bell jingle. To that, both women stared at her in awe until she stopped herself and covered her mouth in embarrassment.
"Sorry…" she said as she removed her hand from her mouth which still held a sweet smile across her lips. "But the case isn't meant to be carried. It has wheels on the bottom..." she continued.
The two women watched as the fragile looking girl turned into a giggling mess right before their eyes again. To them, it was as if she turned into an entirely different person in a split second. 'Those must be her true colors.' Lammy thought as a smile spread across her lips, which she noticed Petunia did the same.
Flaky noticed that she had lost control of her emotion, and quickly shut her mouth. Her face heated up a bright tint of red and she hid her face with her scarf in embarrassment. "I- I'm so sorry…" she squeaked. Petunia giggled and shook her head. "Don't be. This is your new home now. We want you to feel comfortable and welcomed to our little town. I know you'll get along nicely with everyone." The blue haired woman finished with a warm smile on her face.
The red haired girl's eyes widened in surprised, reluctantly smiling happily at her words. "T- Thank you so much!" she beamed.
Lammy stared at the small girl in front of her. She was adorable, shy and a sweet-heart for sure. Even though she hasn't been here that long, she started to feel bad that they have to tell her the horrible truth of this town. What really broke her heart is that this timid girl may soon have to be subjected to this town's twisted fate.
She may grow to fear everyone and everything in this town in due time…
"Now" Petunia started as she held on to the handle of Flaky's luggage and looked at Lammy who had snapped out of her thoughts. "You ready to show our new friend around?"
He opened his eyes only to be greeted by the ceiling of the dark room which he knew too well. Mr. Pickles stared up lazily as his eyes adjusted to the darkness.
This was his room. It has been ever since he stumbled into this town and was taken in. Well, rather 'found' is a better term for it. It was actually well furnished and very nicely designed, almost like a fancy hotel room with beige walls and a red carpet that covered the dark brown wood flooring.
He raised his head to look at the closed door which still had daggers stuck in the hard wood. Looking around, most of the furniture was toppled over, destroyed, torn up or stabbed with dozens of daggers. He sighed heavily as he observed the mess he made that was only a few days old and let his head fall back on the pillow of his queen sized bed. He agreed that his fits were rather childish, but knowing the situation he was in, anyone would have probably done the same.
The dark haired man moved his leg only to be greeted with the sound of the chains softly lift off the floor. That was why he threw such a fit. That was why he hated it here. He sat up and glared at the metal brace attached to his ankle.
He was a prisoner here.
A prisoner to the man who turned him into a human again. Though he was grateful for it, he would have never agreed to be a test subject to a cocky scientist who can't keep his ego to a moderate degree. His ego was one thing, but the thing that really ticked off Mr. Pickles about this man was that he never listened to him, calling him inferior in intelligence and only a destructive force. He didn't excel in science and math like him, but he would bet his own arm that he knew more about history and grammar than him. Reading his documents, he wouldn't lose that bet.
The scientist says he only wants to keep him here to check on his progress and development. 'What an arrogant liar…' he thought to himself as he took out a dagger from his nightstand and threw it at the door, causing a chilling 'thunk' as it stuck to the hard wood.
Despite being a captive to the arrogant meat head, the man did allow him to go outside at night to get some fresh air, but ever since the incident with him blowing up the police station and slaughtering more than 60 people, he hasn't been allowed outside as much as before, and if he is, he's forced to wear the tracking bracelet that can kill him if he tries to take it off or go against his orders. Another thing he hated, but could live with.
He would have been fine with being locked up in here, but ever since he saw Lammy again, all he wants to do is get out so he can see her again. He even attempted to escape yesterday, but instead of escaping, he got electrocuted to death. He barely woke up from rebirth and he was pissed to say the least.
He inspects the room again to look for a way out, thinking of a plan as his gaze lands one object to another. Even though this is a plan for an escape, it's also a plan for revenge. Revenge against hiding a kill device in mostly everything he had. 'The bastard must love to see that I fell for his trap. I bet he gets a hell of a laugh out of it…' A few minutes later, a devilish grin spreads across his face as he finished the last part of his plan.
'Well, we'll see who gets the last laugh…' he chuckled under his breath as the door opens.
"This is delicious!" Lammy exclaimed as she picks up another small circular cake from the plate. "What are these called again?" she asked as she turned to Flaky who was eating one and holding two of the small cakes in her hand. "They're called macaroons. They're my favorite dessert." She smiled.
After showing Flaky around, they decided to stop at Lammy's house for a rest. While they were walking, Flaky bought a package of macaroons and decided they should eat it since they have never tried it.
"How did you know about these?" Petunia asked as she grabbed another. Flaky looked at the plate and smiled sadly. "This was the dessert my aunt was going to teach me how to bake. She died in a car crash about a week before I stopped here…" she paused for a moment. The red haired girl's hands started shaking and her eyes started to widen as tears obscured her vision.
"Don't force yourself to say it." Petunia said calmly as she put her hand on Flaky's shoulder. The girl flinched at Petunia's touch, but when she turned to her, she started to calm down. "S- sorry… M- my l- life before living with my aunt was…" She paused and looked down at her hands. "…Unpleasant…" she whispered softly. "It's okay. You've left the past behind, now it's time to start your future." Petunia looked at Lammy with a smile. "And you're not alone. Lammy here has gone through some troubles that we are trying to help her with." Flaky turned to Lammy with a look of bewilderment. "Really? What happened?" Lammy slightly shook her head, "It's a long story that you might not believe. I think it would be best to tell you later." "O- oh. Okay." Flaky, though confused, replied in agreement and sat back down in a relaxed position.
Lammy watched as Flaky and Petunia started talking again, getting lost in her own thoughts. 'I'm surprised Flaky isn't freaked out about the curse… I guess she's a lot tougher than she looks.' Lammy reflected back to how she reacted to her past and how paranoid she was before and her eyebrows scrunched in worry.
'I wonder if she will really be okay…'
I'm so sorry this chapter took a lot longer than it should have. Please forgive me. QwQ I've been having school troubles and I've been horribly distracted by a game I downloaded a year ago. XD But rest assured I still have the motivation to keep my stories in check!
Also, I am taking requests for one-shots (Because yes, that's a good idea, take requests even though you barely update your stories. GG me. QwQ) The information is on my profile, I suggest you read that before you send a request please.
I want it to snow over here… :U (Sorry if this looks rushed Q3Q)
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