Chappie three! Woooo! Sorry this is so late, Thanksgiving had me sidetracked...
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A CHappy Ending Ch. 3
Happy was pleased that after that day of trying to cheer Carla up, she finally started to be a little nicer to him. He was overjoyed, simply because she seemed to see him as more than a bumbling idiot who needed help in school. She would even subtly acknowledge his presence in public, which was stellar progress in the blue haired boy's opinion.
Around two weeks had passed since the new friends shared about their lives when an unsettling event threw the mentor and mentee out of schedule. Happy was sitting in one of the two classes that he and Carla shared (Calculus) when the principal's secretary abruptly slammed the classroom door open.
"Is Miss Marvell in this class?" the woman wheezed and looked as if she sprinted across the school from her office.
"I am indeed," Carla said coolly, gracefully rising to her seat to meet the secretary.
"I'm going to need you to follow me please," the staff woman stated and gently grasped the white haired girl's wrist to lead her out of the room.
"May I ask what this is about?" the student inquired, Happy noticing the slight indignation in her tone and posture.
"I'm afraid I don't have the time-"
"Please enlighten me." It wasn't a question.
The secretary sighed and bent to whisper in the girl's ear. Happy along with the rest of the class watched as the color drained from Carla's face the longer the secretary talked.
"We must leave immediately," the girl abruptly said as she turned to the Calculus teacher. "I regrettably must go. Please excuse me." Carla then hastily bowed in respect and quickly strode out of the room with the older woman hot on her heels.
Following the silence of the bizarre situation, a female student who was sitting in close proximity to where the secretary had whispered to Carla promptly turned to one of her friends and a storm of chatter erupted from the previous vacuum of noise.
It took several minutes for Happy's teacher to take control of the class and throughout the rest of the day, the blue haired boy heard the mutterings of the peanut gallery in the halls, in the cafeteria, and even in the classrooms about what supposedly happened to take one of the school's idols so abruptly out of class.
By the time Happy took his seat in his Physics class, his ears were twitching furiously from the effort they put into trying to gather information. When he had tried to approach anyone who seemed to have information earlier in the day, the bluenette's classmates all snubbed him.
When the teacher walked into class a few minutes late, he cleared his throat to get his students' attention and began to speak once all eyes were on him. "As you all might have heard, Miss Carla Marvell will not be joining us in class today." Murmurs rapidly started cropping up, but were silenced as the teacher raised a hand.
"Just to be clear, I will inform you of what will be put in the newsfeeds either later on this evening or tomorrow morning. Mrs. Shagotte Marvell was brutally attacked in her own home this morning. Her personal guard had left for a grocery run and he returned to find his charge unconscious on the floor of her office. At this point in time, it does not look as if anything was stolen out of the home or if any work sensitive files were corrupted or taken. Mrs. Marvell was immediately taken to the hospital and is currently in critical care. As soon as the school was notified, Miss Carla left to be with her mother. That is all I know and really more than I care to know. So without further ado, let us begin the lesson for today…"
"Excuse me ma'am," Happy said, standing in front of the receptionist's desk. "Is there a Shagotte Marvell that is staying here?"
"What is your relationship with Mrs. Marvell?" the receptionist asked, looking up from her paperwork through the lens of her glasses.
"Um, well…" Happy trailed off, unsure of how to proceed. "Mrs. Marvell is my friend's mother, and when my friend left class earlier today, she looked very upset and confused. I just wanted to make sure that everything was okay… I mean, I know everything isn't okay, but I really want to make sure that nothing else bad has happened."
"I see," the receptionist smiled at the flustered boy and looked down at her computer screen and started typing on the keyboard. With a bit of searching, the receptionist returned her gaze to Happy. "She is staying in room 6038. Visiting hours are until six-thirty this evening. Please use the elevators that are to my right." She pointed to said elevators.
"Thank you so much ma'am!" Happy replied, relieved that he was able to visit. Walking over to the set of elevators that were supposed to take him to his destination. He was about to press the button to go up when he eyed the gift shop that was across from the receptionist's desk.
Shaking his head in disgust at himself, he strode over to the flower section of the shop. The selection the boy had to choose from was enough to make his head spin, but he managed to find a single yellow daffodil bloom that was planted in a small pot. After paying for the gift, he renewed his intentions of finding room 6038.
The elevator ride was quiet enough to unnerve Happy; there was nothing that diverted his thoughts to something less nerve-wracking. Signaling that it was his stop, the elevator chimed a pleasant sound and the doors opened, revealing a pristine white hospital floor. Nurses and technicians were all bustling about, each carting a piece of equipment or medication of some sort.
"Can I help you sweetie?" a kind voice said and Happy brought his attention to the nurse's station to where the owner of the voice sat staring at him.
"I suppose you can," Happy said in sheepish relief as he stepped closer to the nurse's station. "I'm looking for room 6038. It's on this floor right?"
"It is, but why are you here? I was told that Mrs. Marvell only had one child. The security around her room is kind of tight because of the nature that she came to us," the woman in scrubs stated, looking down briefly to scribble something Happy couldn't see behind the desk before making eye contact with him.
"W-well, Mrs. Marvell is my friend's mother, and my friend left class earlier today looking pretty upset. I just wanted to make sure that she and her mother are doing okay, considering the circumstances."
"Are you her daughter's boyfriend dear? It's so sweet of you to bring something by," the woman said with a warm smile.
"N-n-no!" Happy spluttered, his cheeks heating up instantly. "I-I'm not her b-boyfriend; I'm just Carla's friend. It's just that when she left today, it looked like she needed a friend."
"Okay, I just need to tell me your name and I can let you go see Mrs. Marvell."
"Uh, sure," the blue haired boy said as his face took on a confused expression. "Why do you need my name?"
"Due to the nature of Mrs. Marvell's visit, we have to document everyone who goes to visit her. It's just standard protocol," the woman in scrubs replied sadly.
"Oh, well in that case, my name is Happy Dragneel. Can I go visit now?"
"Sure thing Happy. Her room is down the hall to my right, furthest on the left."
"Thank you!" Happy called behind him as he made his way towards where the woman indicated at the end of the hall. He peered into the window to ensure that it was the right room and his breath caught. There in the center of the room was Carla's mother, who was covered in bandages and her wings were visible. After muttering to himself that it was rude to just stare outside the door, he steeled his nerves and turned the knob.
"Happy?!" Carla all but shrieked as her wide eyes followed the boy into the room.
"Um, yeah…" said boy sheepishly replied as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"Are you one of Carla's little friends?" came a sweet, melodious voice and Happy tore his eyes away from his crush to meet Shagotte's gaze.
"Well I guess you would say that," Happy said softly as he actually took inventory of Mrs. Marvell's injuries.
Her right arm was in a sling, she had a large bandage about her right temple, her neck was in a collar, her left arm was bandaged from her wrist all the way to her shoulder, and more bandages peeked out of her too large hospital gown while the rest of her body was hidden by her blanket. What really gave the boy pause was the state of her wings. Exceeds took great pride in their wings and the older woman's golden feathered appendages were in tatters.
"I'm going to have to get my right wing amputated," Shagotte said as she saw the boy's eyes widen even further as he once more met her eyes.
"I'm so sorry," Happy murmured as he revealed his get-well gift. "I got this for you… I figured that you would like something that had color to look at while you stayed at the hospital since almost everything here is white."
"Thank you dear. Would you mind putting it on the dresser that's across the room from me?" Shagotte asked kindly.
The blue haired boy nodded his head and did as he was asked. After he let go of the potted plant, he glanced back at Carla, who had been all but silent the entire time. The white haired girl seemed paler than usual, and she looked to be absolutely exhausted. Has she been crying?! Happy internally gasped as he saw faint trails down her face and the skin around her eyes looked a little puffy.
"Happy, was it?" Mrs. Marvell asked.
"Yes ma'am?" came said boy's hesitant reply.
"Are you my daughter's boyfriend?"
"Mother! I told you that-"
"I am not your daughter's boyfriend Mrs. Marvell," Happy said as evenly as possible considering the fact that his heart was about to beat out of his chest and his face was burning with embarrassment.
"Mother," Carla tried again, "I told you that my boyfriend's name is Sammy. He's also a bluenette, but his hair is a lot lighter than Happy's."
"It was an honest mistake," Shagotte shrugged and smiled apologetically at the struggling boy. "I'm sorry dear for assuming. You are a very good friend to my daughter and I'm glad she has you in her life."
"Thank you for your kind words," Happy sincerely replied and bowed a little in respect. "I'm afraid I need to leave now, it's about time for me to go to work. I hope you get to feeling better soon Mrs. Marvell; I'll see you at school Carla."
And with the boy's last regards, he quietly left the room to get to work. Carla stared at the door for a few moments before she heard her mother delicately clear her voice.
"Are you sure he's not your boyfriend dear?"
"Wha- of course not!" the white haired girl exclaimed, frantically waving her arms in front of her.
"That's too bad," Shagotte sighed, bringing her hands together in front of her. "He seems like such a sweet boy; not to mention he was very respectful and thoughtful."
"I know," Carla whispered to herself as she glanced to her mother and then back at the door. He's much nicer than my actual boyfriend- Where in Mavis' name did that come from?! Carla's thoughts warred within her and she blinked her eyes rapidly as if to clear them.
"What was that dear?" the patient asked, unsure if she heard her daughter correctly.
"It was nothing Mother," the white haired girl sighed, moving to the door. "I'm going to go get something to eat; I just realized I haven't eaten since breakfast this morning. Would you like me to get you anything as well?"
"If there is any light soup down in the cafeteria, I would love a cup of it. I'm not too terribly hungry at the moment, but I know that I should eat something. Thank you dear," Shagotte said kindly and watched as her daughter shakily rose from her seat.
"I'll make sure to bring back a light soup for you mother," Carla said softly and felt her mother's eyes on her back as she left the room.
Chappie number three is complete! I want to thank everybody who viewed this story and I hope that you liked what you read.
A very special thank you to Grimnack and Eddingsfan for your reviews! Feedback is always very appreciated and it keeps the muse from running away!
I'm all over the place while I'm writing this story! Seriously, I've finished the epilogue and I have made very good progress on a chappie that is two or three chapters after this one… But that's beside the point.
Again, thank you so much for your views and reviews! And until next time, buh-bye! :D