-1Chapter 15
Falkor began dreaming of the gang's first day of what seemed to be peace. It started all the way back when they first step onto Prisca's territory. It was then that Jorelo fell instantly to the ground. Pandora rush to his side, he was unconscious again.
"Jorelo!" Pandora shouted at him, "… Oh not again," Falkor was too much in awe from the scenery around him, he took it in just like Jorelo had, or eventually will in this case. Prisca had already beat them to the door step.
"Can you move any slower?" Prisca barked at them, Pandora wondered why Prisca, their mother, wouldn't help her own son, her creation, "just leave him there, nothing here will harm him," Prisca ordered.
Pandora took Prisca's word for it, "nothing looks bad around this area anyways," she thought to herself, however, she would still keep an eye on him from time to time.
Falkor and Pandora followed the golden pretztail inside, both became more awestruck from the sights inside of the house. Falkor began to question Prisca about what did what in the control room while Pandora checked out the other rooms.
Falkor's questioning got on Prisca's nerves, she'd probably kill somebody like Falkor if she was forced to live with such a being.
"Alright, if you promise to shut your mouth after, I will give you the information needed to operate the matter creator," Prisca pointed to the evil contraption Pandora would learn to hate later. Falkor accepted without question and sat at the controls. "Okay now try to operate it," Prisca said without giving the poor fudgehog any real instructions.
Falkor gawked at the control panel, he didn't know what button to press or what switch to flick. He saw a big lever on the side and decided to pull it. However, Prisca had gave him a nice dose of electricity through his body with one of her paws before he could do even touch it.
Falkor screamed in brutal pain, his mache was now standing on end, making him look more fluffier, "what was that for?" Falkor growled.
"Now try working it," Prisca told him. Falkor looked back to the control panel, it didn't look as confusing as it did a few seconds ago. This time Falkor actually knew what button and switch did this time.
He typed randomly and threw the bigger switch, and a bowl full of popcorn appeared in his arms, Prisca nodded at his fast improvement.
Pandora toured through most of the rooms, only two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a closet. She was nearing the door to the room that would be later known as the basement. The curious pretztail tried opening it. Unfortunately it gave her an electrical shock when she touched the knob. The pain caused her to howl madly and fall backwards on her tail.
Prisca didn't even bother to come see what was wrong as she was too busy monitoring Falkor, incase he got any ideas of rebellion, but he looked pretty content with his popcorn. Prisca just wished he wouldn't eat it as boisterously as he did.
After his bowl was half empty, Falkor typed on the control panel to request a soda, which he received promptly. He popped open the tab and started chugging most of the soda down.
By this time Pandora had worked herself back up to her feet. Her hair was standing as well as her mache. She decided it would be best to go brush it back down in the bathroom.
Prisca kept a close eye on Falkor, she didn't see why Jorelo and Pandora had liked him. Pandora couldn't stand him sometimes, but he was a good friend when times were dark for them.
Falkor kept refilling the bowl when it was empty and replacing the soda when it was gone.
It took her a little while, but once Pandora stepped out of the bathroom, she realized she looked better than she felt. The blue pretztail walked up over to Falkor and asked him where he got the food, she was rather hungry herself.
He replied about using the matter creator, to get whatever he wanted. Pandora had jokingly bet him that it couldn't make snow, however Falkor took her up on it as he ate scoop after scoop of popcorn. In excitement, Pandora rushed to get Jorelo from outside and alert him of the snow.
Falkor woke up with Melony in front of him. she was standing next to his side of the bed, Falkor shook his head to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
"Talk in your sleep often?" Melony giggled. Falkor rubbed his eyes open to get a more clear picture.
"No one's ever told me that before, so I guess so," he decided not to argue, especially not with Melony. Melony helped him out of bed, as he headed for the bathroom soon after. Melony had gone off to check Jorelo's room. She could hear Prisca still hard at work with the her keying in characters onto her computer.
Melony pushed that sound out of her head and opened the door, the smell of tart lemon juice filled her nostrils. Eventually she found it was Priscilla that had wet the bed, however she found it strange and unusual that Pandora and Jorelo were sleeping on the floor and all through the night with that scent in the air, though she wasn't clever enough to get any ideas of what they could have been doing like Falkor would have.
She closed the door and headed into the control room, her eyes had broadened at the sight of her belongings near the front door. "Falkor did it!" She didn't know how but he did it. She looked through item after item as Falkor came out and seen that she had already found the surprise, she looked over at him and rushed to give him the biggest hug he had ever gotten.
"Falkor!" Melony shouted with delight, "How'd you do it? I can't believe I had ever doubted you!" Falkor wrapped his arms around her and chucked a bit at her amusement.
"Anything for you," he said as he kissed her on the cheek afterwards. Melony had blushed and giggled it off. Melony hadn't been happier in her life, it seemed like the future was paved in gold for her and Falkor, and nothing could get in their way.
Jorelo ended up awaking to the lemon citrus scent. He looked over himself, he was dry. He looked to Pandora, she dry as well, it had been ages since they've had that kind of accident. He tapped on Pandora's shoulder to wake her up.
"I think Priscilla might have…" Jorelo's voice had trailed off, hoping Pandora could put the other half together. She had spread out her arms and yawned, taking in the scent of the urine and then realized what Jorelo was getting at.
"Oy… I'll change the sheets," Pandora said irritably, she didn't get enough sleep because the drive of getting revenge on Prisca haunted her all night long. She was about to pull the sheets off of her when she realized Prisca had no washing machine of any kind in this place.
"I'll get to it after I do just one thing, 'kay?" She said, holding back another yawn. Pandora had gone out the door, bringing the lemon scent with her. She entered the control room and called out for Falkor's attention. In fear of being caught getting close with Melony, Falkor let go of the smitten pretztail and turned towards Pandora.
"What's up?" Falkor didn't seem in the mood for messing with her today, even if he did, Pandora would have been twice as vicious with her comebacks whether it be verbally or physically.
"I need a washing machine," she said bluntly, Falkor picked up the smell and questioned her, "what happened?" He asked her.
"Priscilla forgot to go to the bathroom before she went to bed," Pandora answered, Falkor nodded that he got her point.
"I see, I'll get right to that then, and instead, I'll just get rid of the old sheets and put in new ones," Falkor suggested. Pandora hummed in agreement.
Melony wondered why Pandora was in such a terrible mood, Melony couldn't draw conclusions as easily as other piñatas could, and plus Melony was happy here.
Falkor slid into his seat and began typing away again. Melony was amazed at how Falkor could do all this.
Falkor pulled the switch down and the sheets and bedding were changed just like that. Jorelo almost jumped out of his mache when that happened since he was still in the room, Priscilla was still well asleep fortunately.
Pandora was now in the bathroom, readying herself for the rest of the day, and she would make sure Prisca wasn't apart of it.
Jorelo entered the bathroom to take care of himself once Pandora was satisfied with her appearance. Feeling just a tad more refreshed, Pandora had gone outside to enjoy the nice spring breeze. She needed to be with her thoughts and by herself if she was going to face the rest of the day.
The gloomy pretztail climbed up the nearby tree and sat on one of the lower, much stronger branches. The thought of vengeance lingered in her mind. If getting rid of Prisca was as easy as putting Falkor in pain, Pandora would do it without a second thought. Recalling Jorelo's comment about practice, maybe she could use this time to hone her skills.
Seizing this as the perfect opportunity to train, Pandora plucked a leaf from the branch above her. Cupping it in an open paw, she glared at it with anger as the leaf transformed colors from a vivid red to grim black until the gentle breeze blew it away like dust.
Pandora became very amused at this, perhaps practice her skills was just what she needed to get her mind off of her troubles. The thrilled pretztail ripped another leaf off the branch. This time she gazed at it with a kindhearted emotion. Seconds later the leaf had lightened to an angelic white and began to float up to the sky above, Pandora fixed her eyes on it until it was out of sight.
She could probably do that with every leaf of the tree, but that would get boring after awhile if it was the same thing over and over again. Pandora tried something else this time, removing another leaf from the tree.
She pictured a sharp blade in her mind, the transformation took awhile longer than the last, but the leaf soon fell into shape and color of a short sword. She gawked with wonder at it for a moment before stabbing it into the trunk of the tree and departing from the object as she ejected herself from the tree.
Pandora knew she had the potential to rid this place of Prisca, but she needed to exercise her abilities more. Transformation was a long process for her to work with. With time she could out do that evil contraption any day.