Oh my- I have too much to do this month. Why does everything have to be done in May?

Sorry for not updating sooner!

Anyway, enjoy!

I swung the door open and was immediately hit in the face with a bag, which I grabbed out of instinct. The person at the door pushed me to the side and walked into the house. I scowled and shut the door, knowing only one person who would walk in like they owned the place.

"Hey, who was at the door?" I heard Kirito ask from the kitchen.

A moment later, I heard a surprised, "Oh."

Then I heard Ragnarok's voice from the living room, which was connected to the kitchen. "Are you guys gonna leave or what? I'm just here to take care of the cat."

I tossed the bag onto the floor and stormed into the living room.

"You can't just storm into people's houses, Ragnarok!" I shouted. Ragnarok just shrugged and started poking Crona's head.

Crona gave a half-wave and, in a quiet voice, said, "Hi Scarlett."

I glanced at the shy boy. "Hey Crona."

Focusing my attention on Ragnarok, I opened my mouth to ask a question, but Kirito beat me to it. "What do you mean, are we going to leave?"

Ragnarok stared at him for a moment. "You know you two are supposed to go on a mission, right? I think it's in London. Yeah, it's in London. So get going," he said, pointing towards the door.

Before actually exiting the house, I ran up the stairs, grabbed a random bag, and started shoving clothes into it.

A moment later, Crona's voice resonated throughout the house. Who knew he could speak that loud? I thought. "Um, your flight leaves in an hour..."

Finished with throwing clothes in my bag, I jumped down the stairs and bolted out the door, Kirito right behind me.

"This is the last call for anyone boarding flight 888. I repeat, this is the last call for flight 888," a woman's voice came over the intercom.

I glanced down at the plane tickets that I had grabbed from the 1967 Chevy Impala. Our flight was... 888. The one about that was to leave. I swore under my breath, grabbed Kirito's hand, and dragged him through the frantic mob of people faster.

We finally reached the gate to our plane after running as fast as we could for a couple minutes. The flight attendant was getting ready to close the plane door. Kirito and I rushed forward and managed to stop the lady just before the door was shut.

"We're on.. this flight!" I said, trying to catch my breath.

The flight attendant looked at us, then held out her hand. "Can I have your tickets?" she asked. I nodded, passing them over.

After a brief pause, she stepped aside, allowing Kirito and I to board the plane.

I glanced around the plane. It looked like most of the seats were filled... All of them but two in the back. I quickly pointed those out to Kirito, and we made our way to the end of the airplane.

I sat down in the middle seat, stuffing my bag underneath my seat. Kirito took the aisle seat and did the same.

A moment later, the pilot's voice came on over the speakers, saying the general information about the inflatable vests and breathing masks, then announcing that this was a ten hour flight (Let me know if I got that wrong, please!).

I sighed at that, having forgotten to grab something to entertain me on this long plane ride. Settling back in my seat, I buckled the seat belt and prepared for take-off.

I wrote this while listening to Nightmare by Set It Off on repeat and sitting on my floor at one in the morning... That's probably not a good combination...

Happy Mother's Day, people!

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~Kirito and Scarlett