Hika-chan-Yosh! Chapter two!~

Mizu-This chapter...I can tell that your going to make me write some weird notes for you...

Disclaimer:

Grandma- Hika-chan doesn't owl Poptropica in anyway. Well, good-bye, I am off to swim with giant squids...!~

Mika and Nat-Wait Grandma!

That night, I went to bunk with Grandma in her guest room. Nat said that he was having some people change the room up a little bit. Okay, maybe a lot. So far, my trip to Poptropica had been interesting, I had one of those touching family moments you see in the movies with my cousin who for some reason was erased from my mind. And I found out that he is super rich, for some odd reason is what I gathered from not knowing why, and my grandmother just happens to be visiting him.

I sighed, letting myself lose my train of thought for a minute. Grandma was reading a book under the lamp, and I was sleeping on the sofa that was in her room. I didn't want to disturb her reading, but I had some stuff I wanted to ask her. "Ne, Grandma?" I asked. She looked up from her book and faced me. "Yes?" she was so sweet. I couldn't believe she and I were related, I was more violent. I couldn't believe that she and Nat were related, he was so…I think I don't need to say more.

"Grandma, why did I forget about Nat?" I asked. Another movie scene, ne? "I honestly don't know. Maybe it was the fact that you fell a lot when you tried to copy his fighting moves, or maybe because you were so young when he left and didn't come back. I had figured out that Nat was eight years older than me. He left from America to Poptropica with his parents when he was twelve, leaving me to be four. Now that I think about it, I did remember hitting someone with my rattle a lot. And he looked just like Nat, except a little less weird looking and way younger.

I chuckled. "You watched us right? I mean, you did it a lot because our parents were busy with their jobs?" Grandma nodded. "You are really nice. I mean, you can deal with Nat, and you even visit him. It's not that I don't like him, it's just that's he's a little…?" I trailed off, trying to find a word that fit him. "Peculiar?" my grandmother giggled. I looked over to her with a grin. "Yes, he get's that from your uncle. His dad and my mom were brother and sister.

My mom inherited the mad strength, intelligence, and most of the beauty and elegance, while my uncle got the peculiarness, a little bit of the beauty-or handsomeness in his case- and the act of being kind. It wasn't that my mom wasn't nice, it was just that, with her strength, there were little things that made my family different from normal families. A shudder went down my spine. But, fortunately, Nat had his mom to make up for what he lost. I remembered my aunt as a wonderful person who got along with everyone.

I sighed and said good night to my grandmother, falling onto a deep sleep. That morning, I woke up at seven. I walked to a bathroom that was two corridors away, took a bath, brushed my teeth, and changed into a blue hoodie, a white tee under it, and jeans. I was wearing socks on my feet. At my house, we didn't wear shoes inside. As I walked back to the room to drop off my things, I wondered how Grandma managed to get all the way to the bathroom and back. I mean, I'm just saying it must be a little difficult at her age.

Anyways, I made my way to the huge dining room where I found Grandma and Nat sitting at a table. I sighed, looking at how long the table was, knowing that today, only three people would be sitting at it. I pulled out a chair besides Nat and sat. I looked at the table. There was a plate that had eggs, French toast, and pancakes. I looked up to Nat. "I can't eat this." I said bluntly. "C'mon, why not?" Nat asked as Grandma chuckled. I got up from my chair pushing the plate away. "I need cereal." I said. I made my way to the door so I could find the kitchen. When I exited, I heard Grandma laugh, "I knew it."

I walked to the kitchen leisurely, and found that only one person was there. "Hello, Miss. Mika," he greeted. I smiled at him and made my way to a pantry; there I found a box of Cheerios. I soon got a bowl and a spoon. In the fridge, I found three gallons of milk. "G-Gosh, does he really need so much milk at one time…?" I muttered, a sweatdrop on my head.

"Well, I must go shopping Miss. Mika. Please don't do anything reckless." The chef said as he walked out of the kitchen. I sighed and pulled out the milk. I poured it into the bowl along with the cereal and put away both. But, as I was going to the pantry to put away the Cheerios, I saw a glimpse of someone moving by the window. I closed the cabinet quickly and looked through the window. Off to the right, there was a person, probably a boy. Their back was turned to me, and he was looking left and right over and over again. Then he started walking.

"A thief…?" I asked myself. I opened my eyes in surprise and dashed out the kitchen door, then I darted back in to get my cereal. I slammed open the dining room door, making some milk spill on my sneakers. Grandma looked at me like everything was normal-of course-and Nat looked at me like I was crazy. "What are you doing?" he asked me as I drank some milk from my half empty bowl of cereal.

I threw the bowl like a Frisbee, making it land on the table. "I saw a thief by the kitchen. Come on!" I exclaimed. Grandma had a slightly surprised face, but then smiled. I have the feeling that my grandmother can see the future…is it just me? Anyways, I started running in the hall to the main room, Nat behind me. I was pretty surprised he could even keep up to me, 'cause like I said earlier, I had the mad strength.

When we made our way to the main room after about five minutes-we would have made it in three if Nat didn't keep crashing into maids and wall-and I opened the doors wide. As soon as I opened the doors, there was the same boy who I saw as the thief standing in front of me, his hand in a fist so he could knock on the door.

"T-Thief!" I cried out as I hid behind Nat. "Thief…?" the boy said, looking around. "Oh, hey Dan!" Nat exclaimed happily. "Dan?" I asked looking up at my idiotic cousin, and back to the boy who wasn't to be claimed as a thief. "Mika, this is Dan. He's…an associate."Nat said, making the introductions begin.

Stepping out from behind Nat I held out my hand saying. "Mika Matthews." I looked at him suspiciously. He put his hand into mine and began to shake. "Dan Avalar," he said back to me, with a weird smile. I retracted my hand from his and stared at him. He had shaggy looking dark blue hair that stuck out every so often. His bangs made way to the bridge of his nose, but they were parted around his eyes. He was wearing a pair of worn out sneakers, a t-shirt that said 'owl city', and jeans that were ripped at the knee.

"So…?" Dan directed his question to Nat. "She's my cousin and she'll be here for a while." Nat replied. "Well, anyways, I just got word from Wallace that…-" Dan started. But Nat covered his mouth as to not finish the sentence. Then he whispered something to him and Dan made a sound like he was saying 'ahh!' in understanding.

"Oh, hello Dan!" Grandma's voice rung out. I spun around to see her holding to suitcases. "Hi, Grandma Liz!" Dan called out from behind me. Granma smiled at him. "Well, Nat, Mika, I am leaving to Japan now to swim with giant squid, see you in a few months!" she sang cheerily. I watched as she drove away with Wallace with a sweatdrop on my head. My grandmother…not only does she see the future…but she's reallycourageous.

Nat smiled sheepishly and patted me on the head. I stepped on his foot really hard and he yelped. Dan watched with interest. "Well, Mika, can you please leave so Dan and I can talk?" Nat asked me, flinching from pain. I lifted my foot from his and looked at the two males suspiciously. "No."

"Mika, please…?" Dan pleaded. "NO. Now come on, talk." I replied bluntly. Nat sighed. "You were gonna have to find out anyway…" he trailed off. "Well, I am the head of a secret agency. Wallace is my right hand man, and Dan here is one of my best agents." Nat explained.

I stared.

Silence.

"WHAAAAAT?" I exclaimed.

Dan-Well, wasn't that nice?

Hika-chan-Yes, yes it was.

Mika-*Facepalm* I can't believe you made me think this fool was a thief...

Dan-Heh...? *Puts hand on Mika's shoulder*

Mika-Don't touch me! *Whacks in the head with giant hammer that appeared in first chapter*

Hika-chan-Oh, yeah, sorry for the long wait! R&R plz!