(I dont own anything related to Monster Allergy, I only own the plot and my OC's)
Chapter 2
120 Years Later
Enter: Big Burg, the present city that we all know and love. It's past the point of wooden cabins and pilgrim styled clothes into a place with tall skyscrapers and smog filled air. Yes, Big Burg were people go about their daily lives trying to make ends-meat for their families or those who try to escalate their way to the top and become the next big thing. A place filled with many thing, many hidden secrets from the naked eye and only known to those who just stop and take a minute to truly look at the world around them. A home for a group of special individuals that if you know them, could tell you in specific detail just how special this place really is. But before we can truly begin with our story, there someone we need to meet. A special someone that can change the whole course of this story and the world depending on his actions.
Enter: A green SUV rolling down the interstate. A family of 5 is seen in the car singing their cares away, not knowing what they were in for.
X-O-X-O-X-O-X-O-X-O-X-O
"Oooooh!, she'll be comin round the mountain when she comes"
"Ye-ha!"
"She'll be comin round the mountain when she comes"
"Yes, Sir!"
"She'll be comin round the mountain- she'll be comin round the mountain-she'll be becoming round the mountain when she—"
*Silence*
All eyes were on a boy staring out the window.
"Ian" his name was called
The boy looked in the direction that his name was called and was staring at his father
"Yeah, Dad" he inquired
"You missed you part son" the man smiled gruffly
"Oh, yeah sorry" the boy sighed.
(Ian's POV)
"Do they really expect me to join in on their sing-along athon" Ian thought to himself
Ian and his family had been on the road for about 8 hours now coming from their town house in New York to a city in the middle of know where called Big Barn or something like that and he wasn't in the sing along mood at this point in time.
(Meet: Ian Rippleton Kingston
Born: Febuarary 23, 1999(13)
Height: 5,3 (Not to short and not to tall, just right!)
Favorite Food: Chocolate Raspberry Shake (Never heard of it, How Dare you!)
Physical Appearance: Spiky dirty blond hair that's combed to the side. Slightly chubby cheeks thanks to the curtusy of his grandmother's strong affection (Thanks Grandma, Really). Slight build chest but nothing to brag about (Hey!). And a yellowish skin completion that somewhat matches his hair. (But not Banana yellow, just sayin)
Eye Color: Forest green that shimmer's in the night sky (Okay, just a little creepy)
Current Status: Bored out of my mind and willing to throw myself out the car door at any moment now.)
"Sorry dad, but I'm not really in the singing mood right now"
Ian knew that pouting wasn't going to solve anything but he couldn't help it. He had to move away from his old school and friends and go to no where's ville, and all in the middle of the school year. (I mean come on there's got to be a law about this somewhere in the constitution!)
"Come on son, cheer up it'll all be alright" his dad said
"Yeah, cheer up Inny it'll all be alright"
Ian stuck his tongue out at the girl "Thanks, for the sarcasm, Allison"
Alison chuckled "Anytime, my dear little brother"
(Meet: Allison Rosemary Kingston
Birthday: April 7, 1996(16)
Height: 5,7 (And loving it!)
Favorite Food: Nothing with high carbs
Physical Appearance: Blond hair that reaches her mid-back pulled back into a ponytail with pink and blue highlights. Slightly tanned skin, and pearly whites that knock the boys out every time they see them. (Not to mention my stellar Sexy Smirk!)
Eye Color: Bright Blue
Occupation: Annoying older sister (I do my job really well)
Current Status: Happily enjoying the drive to the new house and singing with the family. (And annoying Ian)
"Hey, I left things back in NY just like you did and you don't see my complaining" she said
"Oh yeah like what, besides you phone and laptop what do you really do" I snapped back
"Well" she started to get all dramatically teary eyed "I had to leave behind my wonderful boyfriend, Jason" she covered her face with her hands and started balling.
"Wait, Jason? You mean Jason Hallback as in the guy who you "never" actually dated" I put emphasis on never. "You now that it takes consent from both parties to actually have a relationship, right?"
Allison perked and started my angrily. "I'll have you know that we were in a very monogamist relationship thank you very much and I'll have you say nothing about it" she huffed at the last part and crossed her arms.
"Wait, did she just say "monogamist"" I thought about it for a second
"Uh Allison, do you even know what monogamist means" I asked
She looked at me like I was crazy "Duh of course I do, it means" she thought about it for a minute and shook her head "It means good right"
My dad let out a roaring laugh and tries to contain it but was failing terribly. My mom just put her hand over her head and sighed
"Sweetie, in the future please try and use words that you know the meaning of, OK."
By this time Allison was looking dumbfounded and I was enjoying every minute of it. Allison may be pretty but looks can only get you so far in life.
"But mom, I'm right aren't I, Mom!" Allison wined and slumped in her seat. She could be such a child sometimes (And I'm supposed to be the baby). I closed my eyes and shook my head, how can I be the youngest but know the most, I think that I should win a award for that. I was lost in my thought when I left something poke my in the face, it was hot and smelly, I opened my eyes and saw a foot in my face. Both Allison and I shrieked and pushed them as far away as we could.
"Eww!, that is so gross" Allison tried to wipe off the invisible substance on her face the best she could.
There was laughter in the back
Allison glared at the person in the back seat "That's not funny, Preston"
"Yeah man, that's just sick" I said and joined in on Allison's glare parade
The man just laughed and continued to stretch his feet out trying to get comfortable
"It's the smell of life kiddies, live it up" he said and went back to strumming on his guitar
(Meet: Preston Aster Kingston
Birthday: September 17. 1994(18)
Height: 6, 1 (Chicks dig the tall men!)
Favorite Food: Why leave all the other food's out of the group, I leave all of Mother Nature's products (OK then, moving on)
Physical Appearance: A wild untamed mane of Bright blond hair laced his head and a matching goatee with it. A well toned body to accompany his hobbies. (gotta stay in shape for the ladies, ya dig)
Eyes: Midnight Blue
Occupation: Oldest of the Kingston sibling (And the most annoying) (Hey!) and a wannabe rock star. Lead singer and guitarists of the band Midnight Smasher (Gonna rock the world baby!).
Current Status: Annoying younger siblings while strumming guitar
"Mom! Can you tell Preston to put his shoes back on, or at least keep them in the back or something"
My mom giggled and turned to look at us
"Preston, could you please leave your brother and sister alone with your feet" she chuckled at the last part
He saluted to her "No problem, Momma-O" an took his feet down
"Allison is that better?" she asked
Allison huffed and turned away "I guess, but it still stinks"
Mom smiles and turns back around. I know a lot of people say this about their mom's but mine is truly the best. She knows actually what to do and how to talk to people the right way, just so she can get what she wants.
(Meet: Marie Angel Kingston (Robertson)
Birthday: April 21, 1977(35)
Favorite Food: Anything Sweet
Physical Appearance: Long curled blond hair that's combed down and reached mid-back just like Allison's. White Silky skin that looked like it would stain if you touched and glossy red lips that scream perfect. A bright smile that everyone who knows her just can't get enough of
Occupation: A loving Wife and mother of three great kids (Aw!, thanks mom). A Model for Sun sprite Inc. But taking a short break for some R&R with the family. (It's like wedding gowns and sun dresses, nothing to explicit)
Eye Color: (And the most cool part of her in my perspective) Her left eye is blue and the right one is Red
Current Status: Enjoying the ride to the new city and loving the connection between her kids.
Marie looked out the window and sighed as the road went on and on. "John" she looked at dad "how long till we get there?" she asked. Dad made some kind of Grinch face "We're almost there, I can feel it." And nodded. Mom sighed "You said that an hour ago"
"And the hour before that" said Allison
"And the hour before that" said Preston
"And so-on and so-on" I chimed in
Dad blushed and gripped the steering wheel harder "Well, now I'm saying that we're almost there and I'll have no one else say otherwise. Dad huffed and continued driving
We all sighed; this was going to be one extra long drive.
(Meet: John Bullford Kingston
Birthday: October 21, 1970 (42)
Favorite Food: Everything (He literally eats anything brunt, raw, smothered in anything sauce, you name it)
Height: 6, 7 (Yes, he's that tall)
Physical Appearance: Spiky black hair that's combed back. A body that's built like a freakin
Mountain. (I mean seriously he could crunch numbers on his forehead if he wanted to.) A X shape scar over his right eyebrow. (Something about a fight when he was little or something.) Lightly toned skin from being in the sun all the time. (Nothing's better than being warm in the sun.)
Occupation: Father and Husband of three kids. (I only actually wanted One) (Hey!). Toy creator and president of Celestial Kingdom Inc. (And the reason that we're moving in the first place!)
Eye Color: Dark Forest Green
Current Status: Driving and pouting over the fact that my family doesn't trust my sense of direction.
I looked at the back of my Dad's seat. It wasn't entirely his fault that we had to move, I mean If you got the chance to expand your franchise by putting toys into cereal boxes wouldn't you take it. But at the same time he didn't have to just jump at the chance, he could have came and talked to us first before making any big decision like that. But he has made sacrifices of his own by doing things for us, and now I think it my turn to take one for the team.
"Hey, dad" I asked
"Yeah"
"Can I pick the next song"
My dad looked at me in the rear view mirror and smiled.
"You guys heard him; Ian's picking the next song" everyone started cheering
"What have I gotten myself into" I thought.
Ian and his family have no idea what's in store for them.
Please R&R honestly