ShadowRose18: I'M FREEEEE!! (Laughs)
I'm on holidays now, so hopefully the updates will come faster :D
So…. Yeah… anyway…. Here's where you find out what Tancred is planning to do! X3
Enjoy!
Chapter 2 – Tancred's Plan
Tancred walked up the hill, thinking.
He entered his house and was greeted by his mother.
'Hello Tancred, dear,' she said, smiling at his wind-blown hair.
'Hey,' replied Tancred, dropping his bag. He sat down at the kitchen table and stretched his arms out along the entire width of it.
'Hey Mum…' began Tancred, but stopped. His mother smiled.
'Just say it, Tancred,' she replied smiling.
Tancred sighed, clearly embarrassed. 'Can you teach me to sew?' he said, his cheeks going slightly red.
Silence.
Tancred shot a glance at his mother. She was standing, motionless, but then her mouth grew into a grin.
'What's this?' she asked, 'Tancred is asking me to teach him how to sew?!' she laughed
Tancred sighed. 'I – I just want to give one of my f-friends a present, but I want to make it myself,' he blushed a deep red.
Tancred's mother laughed again. 'Oh sure,' she laughed.
Tancred started pouting, 'I knew I shouldn't have asked,' he murmured.
His mother smiled. 'Sure sure, I'll teach you, but there's one person I have to tell first,' she grinned.
Tancred raised an eyebrow, 'Who?' he asked.
'Your father of course,' she replied. A look of horror crossed Tancred's face.
'NO WAY!' he cried, some wind whipping in the house.
His mother frowned. 'Tancred, keep it in control,' she said, frowning more.
Tancred sighed and the winds died down. 'Yeah yeah,' he murmured.
'When do you want to start?' asked his mother, picking up a carrot to peel.
'Now,'
Tancred's mother almost cut her finger at that point.
'N-Now?' she stammered.
'I can wait till after dinner if it's more convenient,' replied Tancred, surprised.
'Oh…' his mother replied, and after a minute of silence, continued 'no, no. I can do it now. I was just surprised at your hurry. Come on then.'
She led Tancred up to a small room between his parents' bedroom and his father's study. Inside was a giant table, filled with magazines (the ones with celebrity gossip), cook books, knitting needles, crochet hooks and, last of all, sewing materials. There was one chair at the table.
'Bring another chair Tancred, dear,' said his mother sitting down in the one chair and opening a box labelled 'sewing'.
Tancred brought a chair from his father's study and sat down beside his mother.
'Now,' she said, 'what are you going to make?'
Tancred pondered for a minute. 'A Tollroc,' he said.
'What?' asked his mother, utterly lost.
'A Tollroc. I-It's a bird my friend made…' Tancred trailed off. A very smart, cute friend he wanted to add.
His mother laughed. 'You can call them by their name you know,' she said smiling, 'I know all of their names.'
Tancred was silent.
After almost a minute of silence, Tancred opened his mouth reluctantly. 'Emma' he murmured, a blush appearing on his face, as he imagined her.
His mother smiled at him warmly. 'Well why didn't you say so?' she said, happily, pretending she hadn't noticed his blush, 'If you want to make something for Emma, then you just have to say,' she said, pinching his cheek.
'Ow, mum, lay off,' said Tancred, but kept his winds in control. His mother was the only person he knew, besides Emma, who could sew. His present for Em depended on his mother and her teaching him how to sew.
His mother laughed again. 'Now, do you know what it looks like?' she asked.
Tancred frowned, thinking.
'I think it was like a big hawk…' he trailed off, thinking again.
His mother rolled her eyes, smiling.
'Tancred,' she said. He snapped out of his thoughts, 'why don't you just call her and ask her for a drawing of it or something?'
'Hmm,' replied Tancred, thinking, 'why didn't I think of that?'
With that thought, he stood up and descended the stairs to call Emma.
His mother smiled to herself.
'My little Tancred has grown up,' she said, imagining him as a child, 'he even has a crush of his own now,' she giggled. She wasn't completely blind then.
Meanwhile downstairs, Tancred was trying to calm himself.
'Stay calm, cool, sophisticated,' he murmured to himself. He took a deep breath and called Emma.
ShadowRose18: (laughing)
To Tancred: Your mum is awesome!
Tancred's mum: why, thank you!
Tancred: (grumbling)
Anyway, now you know Tancred's plan! :D
So, wait for the next chapter, to know how his plan is coming along!