DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. This is a fanfic written for entertainment only.
A/N: Here's another chapter. My other old fanfics might be discontinued. I should at least complete the new ones… OTL Oh, and Witch Princess and Witchkin will never appear and mentioned in other universe. Why? No reason, really. XD XD English's not my first language. Excuse me for the bad grammar and stuff… n.n;
Italic words – Thoughts/thinking
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SUPER DRIVE
Chapter 6: The Charming Blonde Prince (Part 2)
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Good Goddess. It's me."My apologies," Will said, trying not to sound so shocked. "My friend bumped into the maiden and we're just wondering if the maiden is hurt or something."
Will (2) stared at Will for some seconds before switching to Chelsea (2) and Witchkin. He smiled to the younger girl."Why, hello there, young lady," he said as he crouched down, patting Witchkin on her head. "I trust that you're not hurt?"
Witchkin shrugged. I swear all these adults… "I'm fine, I'm okay," Witchkin forced a smile. "Don't worry about me."
Will (2) nodded and rose. "If you ever feel unwell, do tell me. I'll call the doctor immediately."
"Yep. Sure."
Will turned to Vaughn and Mark. He noticed that the two men's mouth are still shaped in 'O' because of the shock. He sweat dropped. He turned to Chelsea and the woman just shook her head and grinned in amusement; obviously think the reaction of the two men funny.
"By the way," Chelsea (2) spoke. "Are you all tourists?"
Chelsea recovered from grinning. "Not…uh, I mean yes. Yes we are," she stated. "We…uhm…," she glanced at Will, her eyes desperately tell that she needed help in explaining their reason in the island.
"We wanted to watch the Horse Festival," Will was quick to help. "We heard from our place that the Horse Festival here is really interesting," he smiled. A little white lie won't hurt…I guess.
"Ah, I see," Chelsea (2) nodded. She looked at Will (2) beside her. "It is indeed quite a festival. The people and horses that participate every year are very skillful and beautiful. You will be in awe watching them compete. Isn't that right, Will (2)?"
"But of course. Especially when you participated in it, My Lady," Will (2) replied, smiling at the brunette.
Chelsea (2) blushed. Witchkin looked like she wanted to gag; watching a lovey-dovey scene is never her favorite thing to do. Chelsea and Will feel their face heated and turned away from the scene. There's no change in Vaughn and Mark's reaction; their mouth are still in 'O' shape.
My,my… So that's how my action looked like whenever I said that. Will mentally chuckled at said scene. Now that I saw it, I'm a little embarrassed…
"Oh, sorry," Chelsea butted in, trying to hide her embarrassment from watching Chelsea (2)-herself-blush. "We…uh, haven't introduced ourselves," she cleared her throat. "My name is…" What was that again? Oh. I remember."Yue. My name is Yue," she smiled and nudged Mark's arm with her right elbow. "This is…"
Mark recovered in an instant. "I'm Kyle," he continued, nudging Vaughn's arm. "This man beside me is…"
"Barret," Vaughn replied, giving Mark a death glare; a promise that he will get Mark later for touching him without his permission. Mark replied with a gulp and a sheepish grin.
"And my name is Max," Will smiled, bowing his head slightly to the other two person.
"Witchkin," Witchkin added lazily and yawned, obviously getting bored to the conversation of the older people in front of her. "Hey Yue!" she turned to Chelsea. "I'm getting sleepy."
Witchkin sure is quick to remember the new names."Ah, yes. We should probably go to the hotel to rest," Chelsea replied and rose from her seat.
This was followed by Vaughn, Mark and Will. Vaughn was still shooting death glares to Mark and it made the blonde uncomfortable; he kept on staring at others in the café and tried to avoid Vaughn's glares. Will on the other side was talking to Chelsea (2) and Will (2), asking them the direction to the hotel-even though he already knew it-in his usual polite manner.
"Let's just go and pay the bills before leaving, okay?" Chelsea said to the young girl. I can't ask her about the plan now. I'll save it until we reach the hotel.
"Ch-I mean, Yue," Will quickly corrected himself as he approached the brunette and Witchkin. "Will (2) and Chelsea (2) gave me the direction to the hotel. Shall we move?"
Chelsea nodded. "Yep. I'll go pay the bills first though," she answered and took out her purse from her backpack; wondering if this universe uses the same currency as hers.
"You don't need to trouble yourself, Yue," Will (2) interrupted. "Let me do the honor," he smiled at Chelsea.
"Wh-what? You don't have to, Will (2)."
"I insist."
Chelsea (2) chuckled. "You won't be able to change Will (2)'s mind that easy, Yue. Accept it."
"Eh? But it's too sudden…Plus Witchkin ate a lot so the bills are probably-"
"What was that?" Witchkin cuts in.
Uh-oh."No-nothing!" Chelsea shook her head, trying not to offend Witchkin more than she did.
"Well, think of it as a welcoming gift from us…and apology for bumping on Witchkin," Chelsea (2) added.
Chelsea hesitated for a while. She turned to Will and the blonde shrugged, giving her a Chelsea (2)-is-right look. "If you insist," she finally gave in. "Sorry to trouble you, Chelsea (2), Will (2)." It feels weird to apologize to myself…
"Not at all," Chelsea (2) smiled at her as Will (2) went to the counter to pay said bills. "Oh, yes. If you want, I can show you around the islands before you go to the hotel," she added, beaming with let's-go-have-a-fun-sightseeing-together kind of face.
"Eeeehhh? But I'm sleepy!" Witchkin whined. Plus we already know the places in these islands, thank you very much."I want to go to the hotel and sleep!"
"Hush, Witchkin," Chelsea sweat dropped at the young girl's bluntness. She's a mini size of Witch Princess, I'll give you that.She turned to Chelsea (2). "I'm so sorry about that, Chelsea (2). You know, kids…hahaha…," she laughed an awkward laugh.
"Oh, no. Not at all. Don't worry about it. I'm sorry though. You guys must've been tired from your journey. I shouldn't suggested something like that."
Chelsea continued her awkward laugh. "No,no. There's no need to apologize. We appreciate your offer, really. We don't mind going through with the plan anyway," she added and feels Witchkin shooting her with the same death glares Vaughn is giving Mark. Maybe…just maybe, I should just shut my big mouth up.
"Oh, it's okay, Yue," Chelsea (2) giggled. "Witchkin is right. You guys should rest. There's always tomorrow to go sightseeing anyway."
"That's more I like it," Witchkin folded her arms and nodded in satisfaction, completely ignoring the 'you-impolite-little-girl' look-in Vaughn's case it's 'you-stupid-no-manners-brat' glare-given by her four travelling companions.
"Oh, Will (2)," Chelsea (2) called the just-arrived Will (2). "Is it okay if we go for a sightseeing tomorrow?"
"Hm? Of course," the blonde in white smiled. He turned to Will, Vaughn, Chelsea, Mark and Witchkin. "If you'd like, we can cruise around the islands using my yacht."
Chelsea (2) clasped her hand together. "Oh, that's a great idea, Will (2)! We can have a picnic…or maybe a party on the yacht! I can cook us lots of delicious food using fresh ingredients from the farm!"
"Now, now," Will (2) chuckled, turning to Chelsea (2). "Let's not overdo it, hmm? You are, after all, one season pregnant."
Will, Vaughn, Chelsea and Mark froze when they heard the word 'pregnant'. Witchkin smiled a sly smile.
"P-pregnant?" Mark stuttered his word, asking again if he really did hear the same word from Will (2).
"Chelsea (2)?" Vaughn continued; his eyebrows knitted together.
Chelsea was speechless. Oh dear Goddess. I'm pregnant here in these islands? I don't know if I should be happy or…sad…But this sure shocked me…
"Chelsea (2) is…married?" Will commented; more like asking the pair in front of him and his group.
"Oh, my apologies," Will (2) scratched the back of his head, blushing a little. "Chelsea (2) is my wife. We've been married for 3 seasons now," he smiled and took Chelsea (2)'s left hand into his right, squeezing it.
"WHAT?" Witchkin suppressed the need to laugh out loud when she saw the four older travelling companions chorused-for the first time-and jaw dropped-literally-after the words of Will (2) and Chelsea (2)'s marriage reached them.
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The 'this-is-very-awkward-so-uh-what-should-we-talk-about' mood lingers in the atmosphere of a particular hotel room. The group-excluding Witchkin-apologized for their sudden outburst afterwards before coming to the hotel and checked-in. Vaughn is looking-glaring-at no particular things outside the window. Mark is sitting down on the edge of a bed; his eyes focused on the floor, his mouth say nothing. Chelsea sat at a same manner of Mark on a bed across him; only that her eyes were staring at a vase full of Moondrop flowers on a table not far from the sofa Will is sitting. The blonde in white glanced at the brunette once in a while and quickly look away when the brunette's eyes met his, blushing afterwards.
"And that's what happened," Witchkin finished talking to her-hologram-aunty. She was the only one who was in a gay mood and apparently the only voice that can be heard in the room. "Hilarious, isn't it?" she rocked her legs up and down as she lie down on the same bed where Chelsea is sitting; both hands supporting her chin, the modified mirror of Sailor Neptune is lying on the bed in front of her.
Witch Princess's voice can be heard laughing. 'Oh my glob, you guys. That's a totally, really, so very funny story," she continued as her laugh toned down a little. "I know I've laughed at this before-I did, after all, watch all your action using my crystal ball and currently said scenes are being uploaded into my YouTube account-but hearing you out, Witchkin, and saw you guys' faces now really cracked me up," she added and burst out laughing again.
"Will you shut the hell up?" Vaughn snarled. "I don't see anything funny!"
"Oh? But I did," Witch Princess replied, still laughing. "Bet you're pissed, eh Cowboy?"
"What?" Vaughn turned around, his glare fixed on the hologram image.
Witch Princess hummed her replied with a 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' tone. "Chelsea is married—to the Prince riding a white horse—"
"SHUT UP!" Vaughn grabbed a pillow on a bed nearby-where Mark is sitting-and throw it towards Witch Princess. But of course, it's only a hologram of said witch and the pillow fly pass through Witch Princess's image and hit Witchkin right on her face.
"Hey!" she cried, removing the white pillow away from her face. "What's that for, Cowboy? You being emotional will not help here. Chelsea in this universe is married, and not to you. Face it."
The silver-haired man glared at the young girl. "And who said that I'm being emotional about that? Your laugh pissed me off!"
"That's an emotion called 'being angry', you know," Witch Princess and Witchkin chorused; throwing in salt to the wound with a smirk.
"Witch Princess, please," Chelsea sweat dropped. "Stop taunting him. We don't need more awkward moments now."
Witch Princess pouted, crossing her arms. "Che. You always loved ruining my fun when it only just begun, Chelsea," she replied. "Fine, fine. I'll change the topic. So, got any plan for tomorrow?"
"We're going for sightseeing, I guess," Mark was the one who answered. He turned to Chelsea and Witchkin's bed. "Not that we don't know the way around the islands though…"
"You looked like crap, Mark," Witch Princess commented. "And that Prince over there," she rolled her eyes to Will's direction. "It seems that he can't stop blushing."
"Huh? O-oh. Pardon me…," Will scratched his chin, face flushed and he was smiling with embarrassment. "I just felt like I'm dreaming a dream of my life...being married and all…Ahaha…"
Vaughn and Mark glowered at the blonde in white. Will, being lost in his thoughts is totally oblivious to the frown the other two men gave him.
Witch Princess chuckled. I will never get tired of seeing those expressions."Chill, Cowboy and Mark. Remember that this is an alternate universe. No need to get too worked up over this," she said, still chuckling a little.
"You know, I probably should just crash that mirror of yours, brat, seeing that it won't shut up and all," Vaughn turned to glare at Witchkin.
Witchkin returned the glare. "Try it if you dare."
"Yep. And say 'bye bye' to you-know-who's memory and get stuck in that universe. Perhaps you rather torment yourself seeing Chelsea being lovey-dovey with Prince over there?" Witch Princess added.
Vaughn's eyebrow twitched. Damn. Just…damn you two witches."Tsk," he 'hmph-ed' and look away; throwing his gaze outside to stare whatever things he's been staring before outside the window.
Mark sighed. Oh brother. This can go on forever."Anyway," he butted in. "Why not we all rest up early tonight? We did, after all, promise Chelsea (2) that we will tag along with her plan to go sightseeing." I'm too tired for all these. I need a good, long rest so bad.
Witch Princess shrugged. "Oh, poo. Whiny Mark is whiny. You're no fun. But I need to edit the videos anyway. So, yeah. Toddles Princess and you Three Muskeeters. See ya tomorrow…if only I feel like it though. Hohoho," she blow a kiss-that made Mark and Witchkin made funny faces-before the hologram image disappeared; the mirror went black.
As soon as the communication went off, Vaughn started to make his way towards the door. "I'll be staying in the room next door. Don't bother me for the rest of the night," he said to the rest of the people in the room before opening the door and went out, leaving the rest of the group staring at the door.
Witchkin's eyebrows furrowed to the men-staring at the now-closed door-left in the room. "Well, Mark and Prince?" she called them and both men turned to her in response.
"What?"
"Yes?"
"Get out. Or do you want to sleep in the same room with me and Chelsea, the girls?" she asked while putting away the mirror back into her small, frog-shaped bag.
"Uh, so-sorry…We'll leave right away," Mark smiled awkwardly. "See you tomorrow, Chelsea."
Chelsea nodded. "Good night, Mark," she smiled to him.
"I'll take my leave as well, Chelsea," Will rose-his face no longer red from the blush-from his feet and joined Mark who're now standing with his hand resting on the doorknob. "I bid you a good night and may you have a pleasant dream, Chelsea and Witchkin.
"Of course, Will. The same goes to you. Good night."
Will and Mark nodded and they exited the room; Mark waved his free hand to Chelsea before shutting the door close. Chelsea sighed and plopped herself down onto the soft mattress.
"Hey, Witchkin?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did they act like that? I mean Vaughn and Mark," she turned to the young girl, an arm supporting her head on the pillow. "I mean, I know it's kind of weird seeing yourself married-I did blushed at the scene-to a stranger and all, but they seemed so…Uh, I don't know. Sad? Disappointed, maybe? Will's more to the happy expression though…I guess."
Strangers, eh. Witchkin climbed up to the bed next to Chelsea's. Now I feel really bad to those three."You will know the reason one day, Chelsea. Eventually you will know why they're acting that way."
The older gave the younger a confused look. "I will?"
"But of course. Trust me in that," the younger gave a reassuring smile. "Now if you excuse me, I'd like to have my beauty sleep," she yawned.
Chelsea smiled back. "Sure. Good night, Witchkin," she said and switched off the table lamp near her bed.
"Good night, Chelsea."
.TBC.
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A/N:I'm kinda slow with this story. Sorry about that. n.n; By the way, I just love the new feature of FF where we can upload a cover picture to the stories we made. X3