Author's Note: Okay, I bet you are all wondering why it took me so long to come up with this. First, I was greatly preoccupied with schoolwork just to get good grade so I can go to college in the future. which I have told you about earlier. Second, I had writer's block, a condition where one runs out of inspiration for a period of time. Zepla told me about it and I understood him very well; thank you, Zepla, this is for you. Third and finally, I had lots of trouble trying to login in last night to publish my story. Here it is, I hope you enjoy the story; if not, it's not my problem.
Disclaimer: You know the routine; I can't keep on reminding you all every chapter (unless if it's very important)!
Home Sweet Home
The dark, calm skies circled the world's hemisphere as the astral crescent hovered over the luminous city. Clouds rolled along the dim atmosphere. The trees were slowly swaying backwards and forwards against the breeze. The darkening roads and streets were doused by indomitable streetlights. People were seen but were hastening back home, most of which wanted to go back to their wives and/or their kids; some wanted to go back to their comfort of their home; others just want to get some siesta so they can go to work ready and alert. Regardless whatsoever, the orange feline was one of them.
Ella Mental was crossing on the incandescent limestone bridge with her brown boots, partially shivering in discontent at the wintry breeze as she became compelled to grasp on to herself. "I wish I had a jacket on now," was all that the feline could say in response to the cold weather; in fact, it was all Ella could probably say for now. The tiring cat rested her orange arms behind the head, emblazing herself with thought.
Soon, Ella started thinking about the events that went on so far today. First, the cat failed to guard the small enterprise's precious cargo and got defeated very badly. When that happened, she fell into a cabin where she found out one startling secret; Carl the Evil Cockroach Wizard ratted Ella out and made her kick both the cockroach and later the tree stump in anger. Then, the cat was severely admonished by her boss for her vain but was spared by the accountant's (unexpected) appearance. Later on, Ella was tripped by a group of amoral muggers and got into a fight with them as a result. After that, the got caught in a rainstorm where she a fox named Yasmine on the bus. Ella was later re-admonished, this time about the fight she had with the muggers at the bar. Lastly, the cat took a bath at the company's pool and witnessed Bob being thrown right through a wall of plaster and concrete that knocked down a drawer of documents out of place. Finally, Ella was assigned to help Ken re-sort the documents all over again just before they leave their job for the day.
At last, she came across a ground zero house that was surrounded by a high timber fence a few steps later. The abode was covered in a colorful coating of clear crystal cerulean. The hip roof sloped down slightly on all four corners. Many of the wholesome bay windows were either closed or obscured by blinds while the sunshades hovered over them without even obscuring the viewing of the great outdoors from the inside point of view. The black driveway had a dark jade hatchback sitting on the fertile foundation even though it had no carport. Only the wine door added the finishing touch to this picturesque residence where the cat was about to set foot in as she unlocked and opened the door where Ella went inside the quarters where her feet stepped off the mat and in the door.
The cat turned on the light switch easily. The living room was accommodated with everything that anyone could find in a average living room: a table set with scented candlesticks, a long brown sofa, some magazines and books, a luscious golden rug, and a nightstand with a lamp and a telephone. The kitchen was typically equipped with a electrical stove, a dish-ridden sink, a fully stocked refrigerator, run of the mill cabinets, a black microwave, a white dishwasher, a four-slotted toaster, a dining table, and a cleaning twosome washer and a dryer. The hallway was dark but thankfully it was not scary to her; however, no one even cared.
Ella noticed that the digital clock that displayed the indication that it was 7:47 P.M. and went over to the kitchen to fix herself a snack. She searched the cupboard until the feline found some popcorn. Ella then tore open the plastic cover and removed it from the pouch. She went up to the microwave and opened the door where she threw the pouch in there and closed it. The cat then pressed the buttons on the microwave after setting it up, finally turning it on.
Ella soon went back to the living room and waited by sitting on the couch, picking up a magazine and then started to read it. Every second that passed is like a minute to her as the cat turned the page while the popcorn kernels spurted with buttery goodness inside the microwave; almost immediately, the microwave dinged, indicating that the popcorn is now ready to be feasted upon. The aroma invaded Ella's nose and informed her about it without even saying at least a single word. The feline suddenly closed the magazine and placed it on the table as she stood up and went back to the kitchen to check up on the popcorn. Ella opened the microwave slowly but calmly as she attempted to grab it out of the balmy appliance from within. The cat then found a large bowl to place the bag of popcorn in until it was empty. Ella then took the bowl into the living room and decided to read a book titled "Chardonnay of the Plateaus of Fire and Ice by Kathleen and Donald King" to make time passed by once more.
Author's Note: I guess I'm gonna have to stop here for now since it's gotten tiresome for me to write it. Also, I noticed that she had only one line so far this chapter but I only wanted to set up the next chapter's plot soon for it will be a excerpt of the story-within-a-story called "Chardonnay of the Plateaus of Fire and Ice by Kathleen and Donald King." Since you have been very patient for nearly two months, I'll tell you that "Chardonnay of the Plateau's of Fire and Ice" is a spoof of Hayao Miyazaki's famous movie "Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind" that I came up with after watching the pseudo-movie trailers from the first few minutes of the film "Tropic Thunder;" one of them was called Scorcher, a pseudo-movie-within-a-movie that takes place in the year 2013 where the Earth's rotation came to a disaterious halt so unexpectedly temperatures skyrocketed without warning leading to the emergence of many volcanoes that devastated and ravaged the planet for over several days culminating it to turn into a (near-)worldwide literal hell on earth. One man has been called to lead a band of survivors to Greenland in hopes of finding refuge from these harsh climates.
The next chapter will be probably based on an excerpt; hope you will like it.
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