Hi again! This chapter will have another OC in it :) Also, the very first part of this chapter will be told in Dan's POV. The rest of it will be told in Tweeks.
It should also be longer than the previous chapter. Enjoy!
(On a side note, I forgot to mention that Allie wears thick rimmed red glasses.)
(And is not a morning person.)
"Allieeeeeee, where are you?" I called, running around our new house looking for my sister. I already checked my room, her room, the living room, one of the two bathrooms, and the attic and she's nowhere to be found. This isn't a big house, she's gotta be around here somewhere…
"Mom," I call, running into the kitchen, "Have you seen Allie anywhere?"
"Of course dear." She replies without looking up from her unloading.
"…"
"…"
"Well?" I ask, impatient, "Aren't 'cha gonna tell me where she is?"
"Aren't you, darling. Cha isn't a word."
"Mooooooooooooooom!"
"She went to get herself a cup of coffee, sweetie. Poor girl, looks like she hasn't slept in days. I wonder if she has…"
I nod quickly and rush to grab my coat. "Okay mom I'm going out to find her bye!" I yell, and run to the door before she can stop me. Unfortunately, my mom's a little bit quicker than me.
"Oh no you don't young man." She says, grabbing me by my collar. "You need to stay here and help me unpack."
"But moooooooom, I wanna go get coffee too!"
"Honey, you don't drink coffee."
I puff my cheeks out in frustration. I probably should have thought of a better excuse. I may be smart in school, but I can be pretty slow with streets smarts sometimes.
"Come on sweetie, Help your mother get this microwave onto the counter." She gestures to a big box on the floor. I reach down and try to lift it up, but I can't even get it off the ground.
"You know what honey," Mom stops me; "I'll have your sister help me when she gets home. Why don't you keep unpacking your things?"
"Mom, I finished unpacking my things."
"Then unpack the bathroom." Mom bends down to ruffle my blonde, soft locks of hair that we both share and turns back to packing the cabinets. I sigh and walk to the bathroom. I've got a lot of respect for my mom, even though I don't show it sometimes cuz it's gotta be hard to raising two children as a single parent. I barely knew dad, he died a little after I was born, but I've seen pictures. I take after my mom, with my blonde, straight hair, soft brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin. Allie looks just like Dad though, except in female form. Both have grey eyes, Pale skin, small and skinny, they even both have the same wild, wavy, frizzy red hair. I think the only thing she inherited from mom is her terrible eyesight. And the fact that she's a girl.
You know, thinking about inheritance, I wonder if telepathy is inherited. Allie doesn't think I notice, but I know what she can do. Sometimes I catch her practicing in the mirror trying to move her hair around. Or make the brush fly across the room. Actually, I've even seen her attempt to make her teddy bear dance. She's not very good, but she sure as hell is pretty determined to get better. And I'm absolutely sure she knows what my dreams mean. Ugh, my dreams…I shudder involuntarily, trying to get off that thought path. My sister's not stupid, just a bit slow sometimes. Maybe if she applied herself more, she would do better in school…
I'm halfway done with unpacking the bathroom and lost deep in thought when I notice a small window above the toilet. Hmmmm, if Allie can do it, it can't be too hard, right? I crawl up on top of the toilet and slowly push open the window, making sure my mother doesn't hear. I push myself out the window and fall face-first into a giant pile of snow. Ew. I stand up and brush myself of, thankful that I didn't take off my coat earlier. Looking around, I notice the tops of a few houses in the distance. Excellent, that should be where Allie is. I hum to myself as I begin trudging across the frozen tundra some people call a village. Time to find my big sister…
AN: Gosh-Darn it Dan! This was originally going to be written in Allie's POV at first, but then Danny was all like "I wanna be a main character!" so he took over. Grr. Originally, Danny wasn't going to be a significant character, he was just going to serve as a foreshadowing tool. But then he began to invade my head and now he's a main character that will actually make some significant plot advances in the story.
ANYWAY, Tweek Tweak time!
"GAH!" I screamed and shook violently, accidently almost spilling a cup of coffee I was drinking. I stared at the corner of the shop where I could have sworn I saw a gnome. But gnomes only come out in the middle of the night, right? They can't come out in the daylight, right? Oh god WHAT IF THEIR COMING OUT IN THE -
"Heya Twe-"
"JESUS!" I throw my cup of coffee in the general direction of the voice. "OH GOD DON'T HURT ME" I begin to flail my arms, hoping that I'll hit the government agent that's obviously attempting to kidnap me.
"Shesh Tweek, calm down, it's just me!" I look up cautiously only to see, not a government agent, but a teenage boy roughly the same height as me (pretty short) with sandy blonde hair down past his shoulders. His arm was stretched out towards me in an attempt to help me up, but still on edge in case I attacked him again.
"Jesus J-Jamie, don't scare me like that!" I shriek at him, letting him help me up; adjusting my 'Tweek Bro's' apron that I wear for work. "I thought you were going to kidnap me!" Please don't be a government agent in disguise, please don't be a government agent in disguise, please don't be a government agent in disguise…
"Aw, don't worry Tweek, I wouldn't kidnap you." I let out a breath I was holding in. Of course he wouldn't kidnap me, for the year I've known him he's never been anything but nice to me. Unless he just wants me to think that way, unless he actually is planning to kidnap me and sell me to the Mexicans as a slave or kill me because he's actually a government agent or-
"Hey Tweek."
"GAH DON'T SELL ME TO MEXICANS" I scream, flailing my arms again. He gives me a strange look and tries again.
"Aren't you going to clean that coffee up?" He asks, pointing to the cup I threw at him earlier. The coffee was spilling out at a rapid rate all over the floor.
"OH JESUS DAD'S GONNA KILL ME" I quickly grab a wash cloth and scrub as fast as I can. If I don't get this cleaned up dad's gonna have to disown me and sell me to some sleazy guys at the corner of some road and I'll be forced to become a prostitute! I DON'T WANNA BE A PROSTITITE!
"Here, let me help." Jamie sais as he gets down on his knees with another washcloth and begins to mop up the coffee. "Don't worry, your dad won't kill you, we'll get this cleaned up in time." he gives me a smile and continues wiping. I smile back, a little bit more relaxed now.
15 minutes later, the floor is looking spotless. I sigh and drink my new cup of coffee. Jamie, also holding a cup of coffee and drinking from it, Sais; "So, has anyone else dropped by? Say, a short girl with messy red hair?"
"No man, you're the first customer so far today." I reply, a little bit more relaxed than I was before. It must be the coffee, though it's working better than usual…
"Hm…" He responds, deep in thought.
"Hey," I turn towards him, a little nervous, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah yeah, I'm cool. " He sets his coffee down on a table. "I'm gonna hit the bathroom, I'll be right back, k?"
"Yeah, sure okay!" I screech a little and watch him walk down the hall to the bathroom. I can feel myself getting slowly more anxious as he walks away, and once he closes the door I'm back to my normal, paranoid self. I bring my coffee to my lips to take a sip and calm myself down when I notice my coffee's cold.
"Nngg, oh god, I don't wanna w-waste good coffee and the microwave s-stopped working two days ago…" I quickly glance around to make sure no government agents were watching, or any hidden cameras, and I turn back to my coffee and concentrate hard.
*ssssssssssssss…FWOMPH*
"AH OH JESUS CHRIST" I fling the flaming coffee cup into the sink and quickly douse it with water. When it's all good and not flaming, I pick up the soaked coffee cup quickly and throw it in the trash.
*sigh* There goes another perfectly good cup of coffee.
"Tweek?"
"GAH!" Oh god who is it this time? Another gnome? Oh god please don't be another gnome I CANT TAKE THAT PRESSURE RIGHT NOW!
"Did you set another coffee cup on fire?" I whirl around to see a girl my age with a 'Tweek Bro's' Logo on her too-tight-around-the-chest apron, her long, died dark red hair pulled back into a ponytail for work and her kind hazel eyes smiling at me.
"Arg, Scarlett, don't scare me l-like that…" Scarlett Tucker was the only person who knew I could set things on fire. Actually, the very thought of it scared me senseless. I mean, what if the government found out man? They would kidnap me and force me to do all kinds of experiments! I DON'T WANT TO BE EXPERIMENTED ON!
"Well, did you?" She asks me again, a bit impatient this time.
"Ugh, well, I, uh, y-yeah…"
"And you burned your hands from holding it again, didn't you."
I did? I look down at my hands.
"GAH OH GOD MY HANDS ARE BURNED DADS GONNA KILL ME" Where in the world did these burn marks come from? I didn't feel them at all!
"Come here you, give me your hands." Scarlett looks at me and holds her hands out. Knowing what she's about to do, I cautiously place my palms on hers.
"Don't f-freeze them…" Oh god please don't turn them into icicles and give them frostbite because then they'll turn green and fall off I DON'T WANT MY HANDS TO FALL OFF!
"Don't worry Tweek; I'm just going to cool them off. I'm a little bit better at this than you." She winks at me and closes her eyes in concentration. I sigh in relief as my hands begin to cool down. She concentrates for another few seconds before dropping my hands. She looks up at me and smiles.
"Feel better now?"
"AGH! m-much, thanks" I glance down at my now cooled hands and smile up at Scarlett. Just like she's the only one who knows my fire secret, I'm the only one who knows her secret. Not even her half-brother, Craig, knows that she can freeze objects or manipulate the sunlight. Two weeks ago, she walked in on me accidently setting the coffee beans on fire in the back room. I thought she was going to turn me into the government until she helped me put out the fire by freezing the coffee! We've been keeping each other's secrets ever since, thank god she's trustworthy. I can't imagine the horrors of someone not trustworthy seeing me do something like that; they would send me off to aliens or something!
*bring!*
A girl stumbles in with a black hood low over her eyes. She looks kinds scary…oh god, she's coming this way!
"Hi there!" Scarlett sais in a welcoming voice when the girl sits down. "Welcome to Tweek Bro's, what can I get you?"
"…coffee." The girl mumbles before laying her head down on the counter.
"Alrightie, what kind?"
"…"
"U-um, did she fall asleep?" I ask nervously.
"Dunno!" Scarlett responds. I look over at the sleeping girl and assess the situation. If there's anything that I've learned working in the coffee business, it's how to wake someone up. Confident, I turn to the espresso machine behind me.
"Uh Tweek, should we really be giving her 7 shots of espresso?"
"Don't w-worry; I know what I'm doing." I hope, not as confident as I was before as I nervously place the cup in front of her. She stirs at sound of the coffee cup hitting the table and picks her head up to look at it. She gently takes the cup, sniffs it, and then throws her head back to swallow it all in one gulp. Doing so causes her hood to fall backwards revealing think, red framed glasses and a mane of wild, frizzy reddish-brown hair tied back loosely in a bun. Two seconds later her head shoots towards us, grey eyes wide with surprise.
"GAH!" I shriek, startled by the sudden change. What if she didn't like it? Jesus Christ she's gonna kill me in my sleep!"
"Oh my god, what IS this?" She asks voice full of, not malice, but curiosity.
"7 shots of espresso and a bit of chocolate! That will be $2.50!" Scarlett's voice is full of joy. "…Are you new here? I haven't seen you around before." She leans her head on her hands and her elbows on the counter and sweeps her bangs out of her eyes full of anticipation.
"Uh, yeah, kinda." The girl responds, looking around nervously and pulling the money from her pocket and placing it on the counter. "Um, I'm waiting for someone…" Her nervousness is making me nervous! Nngg…
"Oh, well, who are you waiting for? Maybe we could help you find 'em!" Scarlett responds after a long pause, trying to make conversation.
"She's waiting for me, of course. Who else would anyone be waiting fo- Dang Allie, you really let your hair grow out. Last time I saw you it was only at your shoulders."
"And last time I saw you, yours wasn't." The girl (Allie?) retorted, making fun of Jamie's shoulder length hair. She climbs off the stool in front of the counter to give Jamie a hug. "It's great to see you again James!"
"Ooohhh, Jamie, you know her?" Scarlett isn't one to generally gossip to my knowledge, but with new people comes new adventures, and she's crazy like that. I'd rather just stay safe!
Jamie turns to her and answers nonchalantly; "Yeah, we went to the same school in Florida." Scarlett, unfazed by the slight coldness jumps over the counter and saunters over to them.
"GAH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I scream at Scarlett, we can't just jump over the counters! That's unsafe and unsanitary! What if we got all out customers sick? Then we would be out of business and Dad would have to sell me to labor I DON'T WANT TO BE A LABORER!
Jamie glances over at me and smirks my way. Almost instantly, I feel a wave of calm wash over me. I wonder why…
"I'm Scarlett Ariana Tucker, and this is Tweek Tweak." Scarlett introduces both of us and holds out a hand towards Allie. "And you're Allie, right?"
"Mhm, Allie Oziland." Allie sais as she quietly takes her hand and shakes it.
"You're in high school, right? Will you be going to South Park High with us?"
"Um, yeah, I think so…"
"Sweet!" Scarlett puts an arm around Allie's shoulders. "I should totally show you around, I know all the best places to have fun at!" Before she can ramble any further, and before an irritated Jamie can speak, I interrupt their conversation.
"S-Scarlett, you have work right now, and I think J-Jamie wants to show her around…"
"Oops, haha, yeah, your right Tweek…Sorry Jamie and Allie. You two should stop by later when my shifts up though and come get me!"
"Sure, I guess so." Allie responds, looking down at Jamie since she's probably about two inches taller than him.
"See ya later Tweek! Scarlett." Jamie waves goodbye and rushes Allie out of the door. *sigh* there goes my relaxed mood again. It really makes me wonder-
"Tweek, I'm g-"
"AGH!" I jump up at the sound of Scarlett's voice, but she continues talking like nothing happened.
"I'm gonna go finish stacking beans in the back room, be right back!" She turns away and bounces into the other room with a bubbly attitude that's so different from her brother. Ah, her brother…
I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I think about Craig; who is normally totally apathetic but has been really nice to me lately. I turn and look out the window , trying to shake the thoughts that I know will creep into my head before they do, and see Jamie and Allie talking to some small boy who looks like his hair is about to freeze off.
"Allieeeeee, come on!" I can faintly hear the boy yell at Allie, who runs after him, followed by Jamie. Oh Jezz, I hope nothing bad has happened. Maybe the Aliens landed again? Are the Japanese killing our cows? Oh god maybe the Jersey people came back, I CAN'T HANDLE BEING A PART OF JERSEY, TOO MUCH PRESSURE!
I whimper and pull on my hair. I need to focus on happy thoughts. Like coffee. Coffee is a happy thought. I should get more coffee.
I sigh in contentment, enjoying the sounds and the smell of fresh coffee pouring out of the coffee pot. Bringing it to my lips, I sit down, try to relax, and look forwards to the days to come, which are 100% bound to become a lot more interesting.
Okay, I've got a lot of ideas bouncing in my head for the next chapter, so I'll start each one, pick the one I like best, and go from there! I hope to have each chapter updated within no more than two weeks of each other. Hopefully (since schools out now,) they will be within one week of each other!
Yes, I gave the most sporadic and psychotic character the power to set things on fire. No, I don't know what's wrong with me… I hope I wrote it okay, please tell me how I did if I got something wrong!
AND OH GOD I HOPE TWEEK WASN'T TOO OOC D:
(Hey, fun fact, did you know that most people make their OC's daywalkers? Which is funny, cuz that's exactly what I did. Except that Allie is actually based off of me, and I do have red hair. And I am Jewish. I live in Jersey too, but I thought if I put that in it would be way too much like a Kyle rip-off :p)