Note: In this fanfic Nora belongs to a big protective family and I've changed which parents are alive so... if you don't like well try your best to get used to it! :P
Chapter 2:
Walking up the long stretch of road back to my eighteenth century farm house, where the air was covered with fog and swirling mist. I started to see the faint light coming from the house came into view and the welcoming warmth flowed through the misty air around me.
"I'm home Dorothea, are you here?" I called as I entered the heated up house. "yes, in the kitchen" a female voice replied from the kitchen; where the smell of finely cooked Pasta and Sauce came floating through to the hallway.
"how was your day?" Dorothea asked, with a slight German accent ; as I walked into the cosy kitchen, which was lighted faintly by florescent light's on the walls. There was also stool at the breakfast bar (which splits the kitchen off from the dinging table) and a modern modal kitchen.
"oh, Vee brought a new pair of shoes of the Internet and they only just arrived after about ... a week" I replied, "and I got my article on Sweeney Todd demon barber of fleet street done, ready for the deadline" I continued taking a seat on one of the stools.
"which version did you see?" she asked, placing a plate of food in front of me.
"the new one with Johnny Depp in" I said, slowly eating a mouthful of pasta with little drops of the sauce falling off and back onto the plate.
"oh, the new one I prefer the old version with Bass Baritone" she replied looking off into space. It was easy to tell she was remembering the days back in that time when the only thing remotely close to the cinema, was a real life theatre which was cheaper in those day's than they were now because now they were a rarity to people of this generation. I've always fancied going to the Theatre to watch The Lion King or Legally Blond.
After a few minutes I broke the silence by telling Dorothea that it was the end of her shift and that she may go and enjoy herself. After all it was only 8 o'clock at night and I really wanted to be by myself to think about this afternoon's events.
"you sure? I can stay another hour" Dorothea said while we was standing at the front door. "no you deserve to have some free time to yourself to have fun, besides the house will be locked up" I replied, waiting for her to walk down the porch steps. "well, ok then call if you need anything" she said, then she walked down the porch as I closed and locked the door. After about 5 second's I hear a car engine start up, then we do our little routine of flashing the porch light's and honking the car horn as a good night.
- 1 hour later -
It felt very relaxing for the time I had alone in the house, thinking it was safe because it was all locked up. Or so I thought.
sitting in the living room with my homework assignments, scattered around on the coffee table in complete order of what I was doing, Vee says that it's my OCD, but I try to tell her other wise because I can't see how me liking and having the feeling of everything being organised is a case of Obsessive- Compulsive Disorder.
"all alone is this old house, how brave of you" said a male voice from the doorway from the kitchen.
Silent bride of a tengu: oooooooooooooo, are you wondering who the male stranger in Nora's house is? well, your going to have to wait for the next chapter which is coming up really soon. I hope your enjoying this story please review :).