Ooookay! So for all of you who may have thought I fell of the planet, I haven't! I just really didn't have time to work on any fanfics, and I quite frankly lost interest! But hey, I'm back now! I have a whole new idea for this story, so I'm excited to start to let it unfold!
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Chapter Fourteen: A New Plan
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Groggily, Ulrich opened one eye just barely, and reached his hand over to his nightstand, hitting his alarm clock. The obnoxious beeping silenced, and his arm dropped to the side of the bed. He sat up, still half asleep, and stretched.
Odd was sprawled out in his bed, still asleep, with his arms and legs amuck. The blankets were falling off the side of the bed, half on the floor.
"Odd, wake up..."
The only response Ulrich received was a long, loud, snore from his roommate. He sighed, and glanced at the floor. Spotting one of Odd's shoes, he grinned mischievously. Reaching down, he grabbed the shoe, and gagged. The odor coming from it was wretched. Ulrich tossed the shoe in Odd's direction, and it bounced slightly when hitting the bed. Landing precisely where Ulrich had hoped, the shoe was positioned right under Odd's nose.
As if on cue, Odd breathed in, and consequently jumped up.
"What the...?! Ick!" The blankets were tossed aside and Odd moved to the other end of the bed. "Aww that's nasty!"
"It's your own shoe, buddy," Ulrich said, laughing. "Now you get why we all hate your feet?"
Odd smiled and shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Eh, it's not all that bad. Just one heck of a wakeup call if you're not expecting it. Did my feet always smell like this?"
Ulrich walked over to the dresser, slid open the third drawer, and pulled out a pair of jeans. Reaching in the drawer above, he pulled out a green shirt.
"Unfortunately for my sake, yeah, your feet always had an awful stench. That's putting it lightly," Ulrich said to Odd.
A loud but short singing of the words "BREAK BREAK BREAKDANCE!" signaled that Odd had a text message. Ulrich glanced over and watched Odd as he read it. He quickly scanned over the message and then, almost too quickly, put his phone back into his pocket. Ulrich raised an eyebrow in suspicion. What was the rush about? He wondered if it was something that wasn't supposed to be seen by anyone else but Odd.
"What was that about?" Ulrich questioned. Odd stood up and started to rummage around for some clean clothes to change into.
"Oh, uh, that was… Sam. She wants to go skateboarding," Odd replied, with slight hesitancy in his voice. He grinned an awkward, faked grin.
"… Oh. Have fun," Ulrich said flatly. He knew Odd was up to something. He had been for a while now. If only they could figure out what.
Odd finished changing rather quickly, tossing aside his pajamas on his bed, which slid off onto a knee-high pile of clothes at the foot of the bed. He put on his sneaker that had been his wake-up call, and then glanced around the room, looking for its mate.
"Have you seen my other shoe?"
"Try looking under your bed."
Odd got up on his bed and stuck his head over the side, peering under the bed with his head upside down. Ulrich rolled his eyes. Even if he didn't have his memory, he still sometimes acted like the old Odd, like this time.
"Found it!" He said, pulling it out from under the bed. Sitting with his feet hanging over the bedside, he put his shoe on and then stepped down off the bed, and walked to the door. As he turned the doorknob, he said, "Bye."
"See ya," Ulrich said unenthusiastically. The slam of the dorm door woke Kiwi up, who had been sleeping in the makeshift bed, the bottom drawer of the wardrobe. He whined two short little whines, and sleepily lifted his head towards Ulrich. Kiwi jumped out of the drawer and let out a yip.
"Odd didn't feed you, did he, Buddy?" Kiwi yipped in response. "Alright, quiet. I'll feed you." Ulrich walked over to the desk and opened up the bottom drawer on the right hand side and pulled out a dog food bag, and a black bowl with green dog prints on either side of the green writing that spelled out "Kiwi." After he placed the dish on the ground, he poured the last of the food into it, and Kiwi started happily chomping away at it. Ulrich rolled up the bag, and tossed it in the garbage can. To make sure that it wasn't visible in case Jim did one of his random room inspections for anything that wasn't supposed to be there, Ulrich took some old science notes he didn't need anymore and crumpled them up and put them on top of the dog food bag.
"There you go, Kiwi," he said, patting the small dog on the head. "Now be a good boy, and I'll be back later. I'm going to go see Yumi for a while." Kiwi curled back up on his makeshift bed, and Ulrich headed out of the dorm, to go find Yumi.
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Odd knocked three quick times, and William opened the door.
"Hey, Odd. Where are the letters?" William asked, looking questionably at Odd's empty hands. "I thought we were supposed to go through them to find one that could fit Sissy?"
Odd sat down on William's bed, and William sat in the desk chair. "Ulrich caught me snooping in them and hid them somewhere else, so I don't have them." William balled up his fist, and hit the desk.
"Dammit! Now what are we supposed to do to break Yumi and that idiot apart?"
Odd grinned mischievously. "I have another idea. Something that's pretty much guaranteed to work." William raised an eyebrow.
"Go on," William said. Odd stood up and faced William.
"We have to go somewhere off campus for my plan. But you have to promise me you won't tell a soul where we went or how to get there."
"Okay. Sure. Promise."
"Follow me, then," Odd said, opening the door, and before stepping out, he closed it again. "One more thing. Make sure we're not followed. That's important, okay?"
"Got it. Let's go, lead the way." Odd opened the door and lead William down the stairs and outside, and to the entrance to the park area.
"Where we have to go is through here, and then it gets a little complicated. Just warning you." William nodded, and Odd lead the way into the park. Down the dirt path, into the center of the forest they walked. The trees ahead created a canopy that usually held out a lot of light. Today was one of those days. More than enough to see, but nothing like the light hitting campus in other areas than the park. The path wound in and out of trees and rocks, and after about five minutes of walking, Odd stopped and began walking off the path. William continued to follow.
"You sure you know where we're going, Odd?"
"Yeah. Just follow me for about three more minutes."
And so he did. Odd approached the rusty old manhole cover in the middle of the park, and got down on his knees to slide it aside.
"We have to go through here to get there," Odd said, putting his feet on the rungs of the ladder and beginning to climb down.
"… Okay?" William said, and descended down the ladder when Odd was out of the way, in the sewers below.
"Be sure to pull the cover back over the hole so we don't get any wanderers going down here if they find it." William nodded and slid it shut, then dropped down to where Odd was.
Looking around, he saw he was on the concrete side walk-like area in the sewer tunnels. He wrinkled his nose in disgust and confusion, and looked at Odd.
"Stop looking at me like I have three heads, please." Odd told him. William relaxed his expressions. "We have to continue down this tunnel and then you'll see where we're going. Here, take a skateboard," he said, as he took one for himself from the three that were resting along the wall. The sound of the wheels when they took off echoed all around.
The ride to the factory was short, as always, with the skateboards. Once inside the factory, William stopped again to look all around. The ceilings had to be at least two stories high, and the exposed equipment that was still in the factory collecting dust made him wonder where we are.
Seeing the expression on William's face, Odd told him where they were. "We're in the old automobile factory not too far away from the school. Here, we need to go down this elevator."
"This better not be a joke, Odd. This place is… Creepy. Why are we here? How the hell will this place help us break Yumi and Ulrich up?" Odd hit the button, and the motor kicked on, noisily pulling the old metal elevator up. When it arrived, the two stepped inside and Odd typed in the code, and the elevator began descending back down.
"You'll see when we get there. Just trust me, William."
The elevator door opened up and revealed the gold and silvery-black colored door, which held behind it the Super Computer room. The gold and silvery-black door retracted, and William's jaw dropped at the sight of the Super-Computer room.
"What the hell is this place?"
"Welcome to the Super Computer room, William."
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It was a little after midday, and Ulrich and Yumi were hanging out at her house, lying on the floor with DVD's and cases all around them. The Subsonics played in the background.
"What movie do you want to watch?" Ulrich asked.
"Hmm… I don't know. I've seen half of these already," Yumi said.
"So have I. Hmm… How about we go see a movie later instead? At the theaters?"
"That sounds fun. I'd love to," Yumi said. Ulrich leaned over and kissed Yumi's lips. She smiled and kissed back.
"I love you," she said afterwards with a smile.
"I love you too, Yumi."
"So… What do you wanna do now?" she asked.
Ulrich fell silent for a few moments, thinking. "Well, you did say you wanted to learn how to play soccer right?"
"Yeah," Yumi said. Ulrich sat up.
"How about we go practice for a while?"
Yumi smiled and stood up. Reaching a hand out to Ulrich, she helped him up, and then he pulled her into his arms.
"Let's go play some soccer," she said, and kissed him lightly.
Alrighty! There's the next chapter in this story! I was going to make it longer but, hey, I want to hear what you think Odd's doing with William in the Super Computer room. Don't worry. You'll find out next chapter. And hey, if you read and favorited this story before and you stuck with it by reading this chapter after all the time that I didn't update, I'll be glad to hear that.
Oh, and I was thinking about giving this story a re-vamp. A re-do of the chapters. Especially the earliest ones. What are your ideas/feelings about that? Tell me!
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