Becoming better friends Chapter 7
The next morning, Uncle Grandpa woke up around 7am to make breakfast for everyone. Not long after he started cooking, Stacy came into the kitchen. "Hey Uncle G." "Oh... hey... Stacy.." "Everything ok?" "Yep!" "Well i'm leaving for work, i'll be back at 6pm." "Ok bye!"
After breakfast, Uncle Grandpa and Pizza Steve went on a walk. Uncle Grandpa was walking and Pizza Steve was riding his speed cycle. "Stacy's room will be ready tomorrow, i'm excited for her to see it!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed. "Yeah, it'll be cool."
They stayed out all day and decided to pick up Stacy from work at 6. Stacy was quiet all the way home. Uncle Grandpa and Pizza Steve were concerned. "Is everything ok, Stacy?" Pizza Steve asked. Then Stacy freaked out. "EVERYTHING'S FINE! NOTHING WRONG WITH ME! BEST DAY EVER!" Pizza Steve and Uncle Grandpa looked at each other, then back at Stacy. "So.. if today was the best day ever, what happened?" Uncle Grandpa bantered. Stacy stomped ahead of them.
When they finally caught up with her, she was even angrier than before. "What's wrong Stacy? Seriously we're worried." Uncle Grandpa asked. "Nothing." "It's obviously not nothing." Pizza Steve added. "Can we please not talk about it?" "We can help you if-" Pizza Steve was cut off by Uncle Grandpa. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." "Thanks Uncle G." Pizza Steve gave Uncle Grandpa a dirty look.
They finally got to the RV and Stacy ran off to Pizza Steve's room. Pizza Steve came to find her and was about to come in when he heard her talking to someone. "Cosa vuoi, papà?" Pizza Steve was surprised. He knew she could probably speak a little bit of Italian since she was a pizza but he didn't know she could speak it perfectly. "Tutto bene, l'indirizzo è .." Then Stacy came out of Pizza Steve's room. "Hey Pizza Steve, what are you doing?" "Oh, um, just coming to find you! Everything ok?" "Yep, everything is fine!" They both giggled nervously. "Sooo..." Stacy said right before being cut off. "Pizza Steve! Stacy! Dinner time!" Uncle Grandpa shouted. "Oh! Guess we should go eat." Stacy said. "Yep." Then they both walked to the kitchen.
After dinner, Pizza Steve and Stacy went to Pizza Steve's room. "Oh! Hey! Stacy, your room will be ready tomorrow!" "I know I'm so excited!" Stacy faked a smile, tomorrow was going to be a bad day, and she was the only one that knew about what was going to happen. "Well, goodnight Stacy!" "Goodnight!" Stacy giggled nervously.
The next day Uncle Grandpa was going to wake up before anyone and be waiting for Stacy to show her, her room. But Stacy was sitting on the couch when Uncle Grandpa walked into the living room. "Stacy! What are you doing up this early?" "Oh! Just, um, sitting here..." "I wanted to wake up before you and surprise you with your room when you woke up." "Oh, i'm sorry." "Don't worry about it. Do you want to see your new room?" "Yeah!" Stacy tried to sound as happy as she could.
When they got to the door, Uncle Grandpa took a key and unlocked the door. Then slowly opened it. Stacy gasped as her jaw dropped to the floor. "Do you like it? Pizza Steve designed it himself. "It's AMAZING! Better than i could EVER imagine it!" "Glad to hear!" Pizza Steve said as he snuck up on them. Stacy immedently grabbed Pizza Steve and hugged him. She started crying. "Thank you Pizza Steve, it's everything i could ever want! It exceeded my expectations, and it's just so, me!" Just then, there was a knock on the door. Stacy froze. "I wonder who that could be." Uncle Grandpa questioned. He was about to go answer the door when Stacy stopped him. "Hold on Uncle G! I'll get it!" "Alright, do you know who-" Stacy didn't listen, she ran to the door and opened it.
"Hey, dad.." Stacy said as she walked out of the RV, closing the door behind her. "Stacy! Is this where you live?" Her dad asked. "Yep." "Can i come in?" "Sure.." "So, do you own this RV?" "Um.. No.." Stacy said slowly as she opened the door and her, and her dad walked in. Her dad looked around. "Did you say you don't own this?" "Dad... I live with some friends." Then Uncle Grandpa, Pizza Steve, Mr. Gus, and GRFT walked in. "Hey guys! I want you to meet someone." They all walked up to Stacy and her dad. "This is my dad." "You don't live alone!?" "No dad, i don't." Stacy's face turned red from embarrassment. Her dad looked at Pizza Steve. "I see why you wanted to live here." "Dad!" "Anastasia, this is ridiculous, why would you live with these people?" "Dad! Stop." "Hey!" Uncle Grandpa shouted. "Wait... Anastasia?" Pizza Steve asked. "It's my full name." "See, these people don't even know you! You're moving back in with me!" "She doesn't have to listen to you!" Pizza Steve shouted. "You better watch how you talk to me young man, she's a minor, so i can do what i please." "I'm not leaving with you dad." "I'm your father, you're a minor, you'll do what i say. Get your stuff we're leaving." "No." "How dare you talk to me like that! I'm your father, show more respect!" "I'm not going to give respect to the guy who told me i look like a hippie and a stoner!" Everyone gasped. Stacy's dad reached over and grabbed her arm. "Fine, we'll leave without your stuff!" Then her dad dragged her out of the RV. "Tomorrow we're getting your hair cut and dying it back to it's natural color." Her dad said as they started to walk home.
As soon as they got to the house, Stacy raced to her old room and called Pizza Steve. "Hey!" Stacy shouted when Pizza Steve answered. "Hey, what's going on?" "My dad doesn't like me living with you." "Why?" "Because... I don't know. He said he's getting my hair cut and dyed back to it's natural color tomorrow. You've got to help me Pizza Steve." "What can i do? You're a minor, your dad said it himself." "I know." There was a quick pause. "I can run away!" "How would that work? You can't ran away to the RV, he'll find you here." "I never said i'd run away to the RV, let me just put it this way.. how about you and i go camping for a couple days? If me dad can't find me, he'll give up and leave me alone!" "I guess it might work." "Alright, meet me on the outskirts of town in an hour."
An hour had passed, and Stacy was waiting for Pizza Steve. Not too long after, Pizza Steve and Uncle Grandpa arrived. "Are you sure you two will be alright out here?" Uncle Grandpa asked. "We'll be fine Uncle G." Pizza Steve insisted. "Alright, just be careful." Then Uncle Grandpa left. "I see you already have a tent." "Yep, i stole it from my dad, i hope he doesn't mind." Stacy giggled. "I'm sure it's fine." Pizza Steve laughed. "Maybe we should go to the store and get some food so we don't die." "Yeah, good idea."
Then they got to the store. "I'm going to go get some cookies." Pizza Steve said. "Alright, i'll go get some chips." Stacy replied. Stacy was in the chip aisle looking at all the chips, when she accidentally bumped into somone. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention." Then Stacy looked up, her faced turn bright red. Standing in front of her was a nacho chip, wearing sunglasses. "It's fine, it's an accident." He replied. Then he got a good look at Stacy. He laughed. "You look like a girl-version of my son." He laughed. "Um, excuse me?" "Sorry, you just look like my son, as a girl." "Um... what's your son's name...?" Stacy hesitated. "Steven, do you know him?" "Nope!" Stacy giggled nervously. "I thought you were talking about my friend... um, john..." "Oh.." "Well! I need to go! Again sorry for bumping into you!" Stacy ran off before he could respond. She ran into the cookie aisle, and slamed right into Pizza Steve. "Sorry Pizza Steve!" Pizza Steve rubbed his head. "I think i found your dad." Stacy panicked as she grabbed Pizza Steve's hand and picked him up off the ground. "What? How do you know what my dad looks like?" Then Pizza Steve's dad came into the aisle. Pizza Steve glanced at him and knew exactly who it was, he grabbed Stacy and blocked himself behind her. "Is that him?" Stacy whispered. "Yep." Pizza Steve responded quietly. Stacy waved to him, with a nervous smile as he walked by her. "Come on let's go." Stacy told Pizza Steve when his dad finally left the aisle. They paid for their stuff and ran out. "Welp, that was weird." Stacy said. "Let's not talk about it." Pizza Steve said as he started walking. "Oh, you don't want to talk about it? How about we talk about it?" Stacy jested with a smirk on her face. "No." "Why not?" "Because i don't wan-" Pizza Steve paused. "Alright i see what you're doing." "What am i doing, Pizza Steve?" Pizza Steve didn't answer.
Back at the RV, Stacy's dad was knocking on the door, looking for Stacy. Mr. Gus answered the door. "Can we help you?" "Stacy ran away, is she here?" "I haven't seen her, you're welcome to come in and look around if you don't believe me." "No, you seem like a trustable man. Do you know where she would go?" "Shouldn't you know? After all ''we don't really know her'', according to you. But i heard she called saying she was moving out of the country." Mr. Gus replied. Stacy's dad stomped off.
Back at Stacy and Pizza Steve's tent, Pizza Steve's phone starting ringing. "It's Uncle G." He said. "Hello?" Pizza Steve answered. "Hey Pizza Steve, Stacy's dad was just here looking for her." Uncle Grandpa said. "What did you say?" "We told him she wasn't here and didn't know where she was at but heard she moved away." "Aright, we'll be home in a couple days." "Ok bye." Pizza Steve hung up. "What happened?" Stacy asked. "Your dad came to the RV, looking for you. They told him you moved away." "Alright we should be able to return to the RV tomorrow evening. "Ok."
Stacy and Pizza Steve spent their time walking around and exploring stuff. When it was time to head back they gathered their stuff and left. When they got to the RV, Stacy had everyone sit on the couch so she could apologize. "I'm really sorry about my dad coming in here and insulting you guys. He wanted to come see me because he felt bad about what he said to me, so i let him visit. I knew it wouldn't end very well but i still let him come. I'm sorry." "It's not your fault, Stacy." Mr. Gus insisted. "Or should we say Anastasia?" Uncle Grandpa jested. "I can't believe you never told us your actual name!" Pizza Steve added. '*ROAR!*" "You guys can keep calling me Stacy, i like it better than Anastasia." "What!?" Everyone shouted. "*ROAR*" "I don't know, it's just to, girly for me." "I think it sounds magical." Uncle Grandpa replied. "Yeah, kinda." "Hey, Stacy i wanted to ask you something." Uncle Grandpa said. "What?" "Are you able to speak Italian?" "può essere, why?" "Ok, i don't know what you said but, i might have overheard you speaking Italian." Uncle Grandpa laughed nervously. "I wasn't trying to but i happened to hear you." "Certo che tu non lo fossi." Stacy muttered. "Of course i speak Italian. I didn't live in Italy for 8 1/2 years for nothing." "You lived in Italy!?" Pizza Steve exclaimed. "I told you i moved here when i was 8, but i didn't tell you where i moved from." "Why did you move here?" "My parents wanted to see what America was all about so, we moved here." "Cool." Uncle Grandpa replied. "Can we please call you Anastasia?" Uncle Grandpa asked. "Fine, but only on one condition, only call me that when you're mad at me. Ya know kinda like when your parents call you your full name when their mad." "Sure." Uncle Grandpa replied. "I'm going to go put my stuff in my new room. Pizza Steve, wanna help me?" "Sure." "I'll help get the boxes." Mr. Gus said.
When Stacy's room was all set up, she laid in her bed trying to go over everything that had happened since the last time she was is her room. Then there was a knock at her door, even though it was cracked open a bit. "Hey, can i come in?" Pizza Steve asked as he slowly pushed the door open. "Yeah." Stacy sat up. "What are you up to?" "Just thinking, it's been a crazy couple of days." "Yeah, let's just hope your dad doesn't come back looking for you." "Yeah, thanks for reminding me about that." Stacy said sarcastically. "Aw, don't worry everything will be fine. He thinks you don't live in this country anymore, he probably thinks you moved back to italy." "Maybe." Pizza Steve sat next to Stacy on her bed. "This room looks pretty awesome, i bet the guy who designed it was a design master." Pizza Steve jested. "Yeah, pretty awesome guy." Stacy laughed. They sat quietly for a few minutes. "Well, I'm going to be bed, sleeping in that tent was uncomfortable." Pizza Steve said as he hopped of Stacy's bed. "Yeah, me too. Stacy muttered as Pizza Steve left, closing the door behind him.
The next morning, Stacy woke up to a knock on her door. She sat up in her bed. "Come in." "Hey, you wake?" Pizza Steve asked as he opened the door. "Nope, i'm still asleep." Stacy giggled. Pizza Steve laughed. "Breakfast is ready, Uncle G made pancakes." "Alright, I'll come eat. I'll be out in about 15 minutes." "Ok." Then Pizza Steve left.
13 minutes had pasted and Stacy finally came to the table. "How was your first night in your room Stacy?" "It was pretty good, it was kinda like when you move your bed to another spot in your room and it feels a little different but still the same." "Does that mean you're comfortable in there?" "Yeah, i'm more comfortable here than at my dad's house, or my grandma's." Uncle Grandpa smiled, then they continued to eat their breakfast.
"Hey, Pizza Steve, do you want to come sit outside with me? It's a really nice day, it's starting to get cooler outside because fall is coming up." Stacy asked. "Sure." They walked out of the RV and over to the tree in the front yard. Stacy sat down and patted the grass next to her, encouraging him to sit next to her. Pizza Steve walked over and sat down. "Why did you want to come out here?" "I told you, it's nice out. Aren't you kinda tired of sitting inside and playing video games all day?" "No, playing video games is awesome." Stacy placed her hand on Pizza Steve's hand. He quivered as his heart started racing, he yank his hand and nervously held onto it with his other hand. "Everything alright?" Stacy asked. "U-uh, yeah... Of course everything's fine! Why wouldn't it be?" "I don't know, you seem nervous." "What would i be nervous about?" "I don't know, did you not like when i put my hand on yours? If you don't like being touch i won't touch you, it's fine." "What? What do you mean?" "You swiped your hand away when i put mine on yours." "Oh! No, my hand um... itched..." "Oh, alright."
Later that night, Stacy was in her room getting ready for bed when Pizza Steve knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" Pizza Steve asked as he slowly opened the door and peeked in. "Yeah." Stacy walked over and opened the door the rest of the way for him. "Also, can you wait for the "Ok" when you knock on my door? I don't want you to walk in and see something you shouldn't if you know what i mean." Stacy giggled. "Um.." Pizza Steve zoned out. "Yeah." "So what did you come in for?" "Just to um, say goodnight and also... are you working tomorrow?" "Yeah, from 9am to 6pm." "Ok. Well, goodnight." "Goodnight, Pizza Steve." Then Pizza Steve left, closing the door behind him.
Stacy woke up before Pizza Steve and left for work. It was a slow day, Pizza Steve sat outside waiting for Stacy to get home ever since he finished breakfast. At 4pm Uncle Grandpa came outside to check on Pizza Steve. "Hey, Peezy. You still waiting for Stacy to come back?" "Yeah, just two more hours." "Why don't you come inside? You've been out here since 11am." "Nah, I'm ok." "You sure?" "Yeah Uncle G!" "Ok, jeez you don't have to shout." Then Uncle Grandpa went back inside. When Stacy got home she found Pizza Steve asleep in the grass. She picked him up and carried him inside. "Look who i found sleeping in the grass." Stacy said as she brought him in and over to the couch. "I told him he should've came inside." Uncle Grandpa replied as he took Pizza Steve from Stacy. "How long was he outside?" "How long have you been gone?" "Woah, really?" No, since 11am." "Oh, that's still a long time." "Yeah, i'm going to go put him in his room." Stacy walked into the kitchen. "Hey Mr. Gus, what are you doing?" "Cooking dinner." "What are you making?" "Just some mac & cheese." "Sounds good!" Then Uncle Grandpa and Pizza Steve walked into the living room. "He woke up when i was carrying him to his room." Uncle Grandpa said as they walked in.
The rest of the night was very laid back. Everyone did their normal thing till they went to bed. Stacy was getting ready for bed when Pizza Steve knocked on the door, like he does every night since she got her new room. "Come in!" "Look! I waited for the "ok" this time!" Pizza Steve said, cheery as he came in. "Good for you." Stacy replied. "Just came in to say goodnight, and ask if you're working tomorrow." "Well, goodnight, and yep. 7am to 10pm." "Why so long?" "I don't know, ask my boss." Stacy giggled. "Also, could you please not wait outside for me all day? I'll come back, i promise." "I guess, but only because you asked." Then Pizza Steve left.
About five mintues later, there was another knock on Stacy's door. "Come in!" It was GRFT. "Hey Tiger, What's up?" "*ROAR*" "Sure, we can hang for a bit." But "a bit" turned into 4 hours. At 1am the girls were playing would you rather and had been playing for 2 hours, they were having too much fun with all the weird things they would say. When Stacy started to get tired she checked the time. "1:27AM!?" Stacy shouted. "I HAVE TO BE AT WORK AT 7AM!" "*ROAR*" "It's not your fault Tiger, i should've watched the time, it was fun but i need to go to bed." So, Tiger left.
When Stacy woke up she looked at her clocked, she was confused on why the alarm didn't go off. She rubbed her eyes and saw that it was 8:19am. "Oh god! I'm late for work!" Stacy jumped out of bed, put her work clothes on, grabbed her hair brush, and ran out the door. When she got to work she clocked in and went on with her day, hoping her boss wouldn't notice, but she did, and Stacy had to work without pay for 2 days. When Stacy got home she went to her room and screamed into her pillow. She was so stressed out she just called it a night and went to bed.