Chapter 11

A/N: Sorry for the late update, I've been really busy. I scored seven touchdowns at football though, I was on an all guys team too(: Score ended up 105 to 7(and we were counting by sevens to it was 15 to 1)

Disclaimer: All rights to Coraline belong to Mr. Neil Gaiman and Mr. Henry Selick, I only own my characters.

"Hey Intruder!" Coraline yelled as she entered the house after doing errands with Wybie and this grandmother, trying to balance the grocery bags on her hip, "Austin, come on and help me!"
She eventually made her way to the kitchen, left the groceries on the table, and went in search of Austin for ignoring her. She stomped through the entire house, not finding him anywhere. She stormed into the parlor, but her anger dropped when she saw the door in the wallpaper, wide open. But what scared her was, it was blocked with bricks. She ran to the phone and dialed Wybie's number, he was one of the only people she could trust with the matter.

She waited impatiently, finally his voice said, "Hello. This is Wybie."

"Wybie!" she yelled into the phone.

"Who's this." he asked stupidly.

"It's Coraline, you idiot!"

" Ha ha, You actually thought I was on the phone huh." he laughed, "Leave a message if I fooled you,"

She yelled into the phone, "I hate your voicemail," then hung up instantly.

. . .

Austin walked behind the small dog down the aisle of the vast theater, after it has sniffed his clothes playfully to make sure he wasn't a danger to the audience; which wasn't much, just dogs.
And Daylie, who sat in the front in a flowing black blouse with light blue flowers and a gray striped cardigan which was rolled up to her elbows. She wore black jeans, and dark blue converse. Her hair was braided in a loose fishtail braid, with silky strands of hair covering her blue buttons and her glasses, the large geeky glasses she'd always hated. Her dark clothes made her smile seem brighter.

At that moment Austin was almost glad the Other Coraline had made such a big fuss over his 'ratty' clothes. She'd hand him-not thrown-new clothes at him as he entered the kitchen, and told him-not forced-him to go change.

Now he was clad in a crisp white button down shirt with a black dragon circling his back, as if protecting him, dark gray jeans, and black converse hightops, which made him feel like he was walking on air. She'd helped him gel his hair, but he mussed it up on the walk to the theater. He was touched-yet disturbed-by her kindness, she was so different from the real Coraline. Her dark blue buttons has silver stars on them, which matched her sweater and blue boots.

Austin was bored with the performance the minute the curtain went up, it showed the Other Miss Spink as Adolf Hitler musically giving a speech on world conquest. Austin tapped Other Daylie's sleeve and mouthed the words, "Let's leave." She nodded and the sneaked out of the theater.
They raced into the Garden, breathing hard, with smiles on their faces. It was the first time Austin has been in the garden, it had a large field of yellow flowers and the ivy over the gray cobblestone resembled a slightly flesh color. There were roses at the enterance and many other flowers of different shapes and colors he couldn't name. Other Daylie seemed almost sad to be there, Austin noticed.

"What's wrong?" he asked, something jumped onto his head, he picked it up and saw it was the black cat who always followed around Wybie. It's eyes said, "Go!" He looked at his friend and saw her look like she was on the verge of tears, if it was possible for buttons to cry.

"A-Austin, I-" that was all she could choke out before she looked away. "This is wrong." she whispered, as if to herself and drew out a doll. A doll with messy red hair, big blue button eyes, and meager clothing. It had a golden string attached to it's back with a silver ring that glinted in the moonlight.

Austin's eyes grew wide when he saw it, unsure of what to do as Other Daylie looked and at him and mouthed the words, "Leave, now." and swiftly pulled the string out of the doll's back.

Immediately, Austin felt a strong pain in his back which knocked the wind out of him and made it hard for him to breathe. He crumpled to the ground struggling for breath, someone pulled him to his feet and gave him a push to get him running out of the garden. The Cat at his side, his head spinning, and all he could do was follow the Cat through a world of cruel smiles and lost souls and into a white canvas. The Only Safe Place.

. . .

"So, you're back," the Other Mother said, Coraline noticed she was in her "Mrs. Jones" form. It disgusted her that the Other Mother could even try that on her.

"Yes, yes I am," Coraline said defiantly, " And I want my brother back." Coraline hadn't even noticed it was the first time she'd referee to Austin as her brother.

"Well, we all want what we can't have, Coraline," she said her name with a disgust sue didn't even bother hiding anymore.

"What do you mean?" Coraline couldn't hide her curiosity.

"I'm afraid you've wasted your time coming here," the Other Mother went on, " Because little Austin Jones, is gone."

The last thing Coraline saw before her world turned dark was the Other Mother's painfully cruel sneer.

Coraline bolted upright, panting heavily, her heart racing, and her head flooding with questions. She examined her surroundings, she was in the parlor, on the floor.

"Whoa, relax Jonesy," she heard Wybie say next to her.

"Wybie!" she huffed, "H-How did you get in here!"

Wybie rolled his eyes, "Y-you left the door open, and you called me so I came over."

Coraline ignored him, instead she looked to the Door in the Wallpaper. Shut tight.

Where's Austin? He couldn't-No, of course he's there. With her.

"Pack your things Wybourn," she said with a sigh as she got up.

Wybie looked at her, confused. "Why?"

"We're going on an adventure," she said with a devious smile.

A/N: R&R please(:

EDIT: ALOT.