TriNymphs - Chapter Six - Nutcase (Disclaimer on my profile)
Alex was walking around outside the arcade that she had somehow appeared in. After having topped all the high scores on the games there was nothing left to do and she started to wonder how she was going to get back to school. She was walking through some random ally way, when she got the feeling she was being followed.
Alex turned around really quickly, trying to surprise whoever it was, and saw ...nothing ...nothing whatsoever. Well, she did see something, just nothing that seemed to be stalking her.
There was a teenage girl looking out of a window, practically melting at the sight of the guy at the window across from hers. There were a few potted, and not so potted, plants outside of someone's back door. A few feet away from Alex there was a little kid trying to ride his tricycle. A few feet away from him there was a group of about three teenage boys planning how to beat up the little kid, then there was the little kid again, who was now peddling away as if his life depended on it. Too bad if two of those teenagers stood shoulder to shoulder they could completely block his path.
Alex started to walk away again, but then she heard a sort of dragging noise behind her. She turned around and saw that the little kid was gone, hidden from view by two of the teens. The guy in the window was now flirting with the girl in the other window. But aside from that, everything was the same, so she continued. But before she had taken another step, the dragging noise started again. Alex turned around, yet againand noticed scratch marks on the ground.
She walked over and bent down to inspect them, feeling very much like someone on some bad cop show, or CSI (both of which see had seen having had a muggle best friend). The spot where the marks had presumably started was empty. But at the other end was one of the potted plants. It was a sunflower, and was therefore facing the direction of the sun, which also happened to be the way Alex had been heading before (where are a good pair of sun glasses when you need 'em, huh?).
Alex sat down, back against the brick wall of a house and tried to figure out exactly what had happened to her in the last twenty-four hours.
1. she had gotten kicked out of Transfiguration class.
2. she had seen a purple polka-dotted light.
3. she had appeared at an arcade.
4. she was going to miss supper.
5. she got the feeling she was being stalked.
6. under further inspection, there was nothing there whatsoever.
7. there was a drag mark,
But who really cared about some stupid plant?
Alex was pondering through events two to four, the stalking thing immediately taking a back seat to her supper. Unfortunately, Alex was not the kind of person to have a good temper. Or, it was unfortunate for the sunflower at least, because it was the nearest thing to her, so it got kicked. It's clay pot broke, and the dirt fell out.
As you may imagine, the sunflower was not exactly pleased at this. So it leaned up and was about to damn well tell Alex so, when she suddenly yelled, and cut off what the sunflower was about to say.
"WHOLY SHIT THE SUNFLOWER IS ALIIIIIVE!!"
All down the street you could hear Alex's yell. Teenage boy and Teenage girl were very much occupied with making out with each other, thank you very much, to notice her screeching. But two of the boys in the group that were going to beat up the tricycle kid walked over, leaving the lone guy to beat up the kid himself.
"Of course it's alive you idiot, if it wasn't it would be wilted." The guy #1 nodded.
"SHUT UP JACKASS! IT'S ...Uhm ...Head-like-thing ...Yeah ...IT MOVED! THAT IS NOT NORMAL!"
The guy sighed and made a face that people do right before making a speech, "...Okay, first of all, ouch!" He cringed, moving his hand to his ear. "Second of all, that is a sunflower. Sunflowers move their 'head' toward the sun, so it's normal. That's why they're called sunflowers." The guy seemed to enjoy showing off his knowledge of all things sunflower. The other guy just stood there, and occasionally nodded.
"But ...But the pot moved. I don't care what you say, that is NOT NORMAL!"
And then another guy from the group came over, "Hey! You're that girl who escaped from the mental hospital!" he said gleefully, holding out a poster.
Occupying most of the poster space was a picture of Alex, in the space under that, it said Girl Escapes From Mental Hospital.
Alex was appalled, "...So ...now what?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there seems to be a reward for turning me into this alleged mental hospital. Which frankly, I do not get, as I've never set foot in a mental hospital in my life. So are you going to turn me in to these people and get the reward, or will you go away and let me try and get back to school in peace?"
"The girl has been spotted by two muggle boys. My sources are telling me that they are deciding whether to turn her in or not."
"How reliable is this source?" pondered one of the men in the group of deatheaters.
"Most reliable. Nice idea to put up posters saying she had escaped from a mental hospital, by the way, Sampson."
"What have they decided?" interjected another deatheater, breaking up the coming make-out session between the couple before it started.
"I don't know, my source said they hadn't decided yet."
"Make sure they turn her in to us."
"But I can't, the ministry can track spells used on muggles."
"If you can't get her, then you're no use Gregory. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
There was a flash of blinding green light (which unfortunately had no polka-dots) and Gregory Millar fell to the floor, dead. Sampson, his boyfriend, restrained himself from going onto his knees to weep over his fallen lover.