Stuck in the Park Chapter 9: Gummy Worm Ice Cream and Family -, a regular show fanfic

Alex-Kurotani,

Glad I'm not the only one who does it :) when I asked my friend Ashley, she just looked at me weird and looked the other way. And sure, I can put the translations in ( )s. I have to go to Google Translate for the French, so it'll save some of my time. Also, if you don't mind me asking, why was you not the first to like and review my story? Lol, I'm joking. But thanks for your dedication to the story.

Cutie Kybuui,

I want Kris and Skips to be together too, but I think that their reunion would be more entertaining if it were to be dramatic and romantic.

On towards the story!

(Hope's POV)

Kris and I sat in the living room, playing video games on Mordecai and Rigby's game system. I was trying to get Kris to spill about her and Mordecai's drive home last night, but alas Kris stayed strong no matter what I offered her.

"Please! I will buy you a pack of gummy worms everyday, for the next year!" I tried to tempt Kris.

Kris paused the game. "You will not sway me from the path of righteousness, demon." Kris sarcastically replied.

I snorted. "But one day, my love, you will give in to your desires!"

Kris started the game back, killing me. "I win. Now you do my chores for the rest of your life. Who is the demon now?"

I looked at her in bewilderment. "That wasn't the deal! It was to help you with your chores."

Kris gave me an evil glare. "I'll tell Mordecai!"

"I'll tell Skips!" I retort.

Kris looked like our trust was hurt, but quickly evaporated that fear by smiling. "I'll tell you what happened on the ride home!"

"Deal."

"Okay. We were halfway home and he asked to pull over. I pulled over, then he asks me if there is any hope that anyone would like him."

"What did you say?"

"I told him that there was hope nearby an-"

"That kind of gave it away." I did a (-_-) face.

"Quite! I'm not done! As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted by you, I told him that Margaret surely liked him back but didn't want to ruin their friendship with a relationship, he bought it. But then he..."

"He what?!"

"He asked if you liked him..."

"What did you say?"

"I told him that if you did like him, you hadn't spoke of it with me."

I exhaled slowly. "Thanks for not telling my crush that he was my crush, and crushing my already slightly crushed dreams... If that made any sense."

Kris turned off the game. "Any time, mon ami (my friend)."

They rose from the couch simultaneously. Pops ran into the room.

"Hope, have you seen the chairs? Benson wants to have another party." Pops froze. "Kris, when did you get here?"

Kris looked as though Pops had struck her. "Pops, I've been gone for a decade, and that is the first thing you say to me?"

Pops looked confused. "You quit didn't you? After you left, Skips kind of turned depressed; it was a bad show, very bad show at that. He kept saying someone, he didn't know who, touched his book."

Kris gasped. "That book was his? What happened after I left, Pops?"

Pops looked depressed. "Benson didn't joke around as much anymore, Skips turned serious all the time, and we sealed up the library. Skips suggested it, saying something unnatural happened there."

Kris looked to the ground. "I was the unnatural happening, Pops."

"What do you mean?" He asked.

I stepped into the deep, hurtful conversation. "Pops, know the book that was Skips? Well, Kris was sucked into the book ten years ago. I summoned her, I opened the book. I'm why she is here now."

Pops nodded eagerly. "Jolly good show, Hope! Now what do you say we go get some gummy worms?"

Kris and I shared a high five.

Kris and I sat on the bar stools at a local cafe called Katie's Café. The stereo played my favorite song at a pleasant volume.

Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody mixed my medicine

You hurt where you sleep
And you sleep where you lie
Now you're in deep and
now you're gonna cry
You got a woman to the left
and a boy to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight

"Kris, please dance with me? Its only us and Pops, I won't record it and I won't embarrass you, or I'll try not to." I asked just barely loud enough to be heard over the music.

Kris looked around as if to see if I had hidden a secret camera. She slowly nodded.

I smiled. "Thanks, lady!"

Somebody mixed my medicine
I don't know what I'm on
Somebody mixed my medicine
But baby it's all gone
Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody's in my head again
Somebody mixed my medicine again, again

I'll drink what you leak
And I'll smoke what you sigh
Straight across the room with a look in your eye
I got a man to the left and a girl to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight

Kris and I slowly circled each other with grace. Each step earned as far a step in the same direction. I was waving my hands over my head to try to get Kris to see I wasn't trying to trick her, Kris had a nervous smile on her face.

There's a tiger in the room
and a baby in the closet
Pour another drink mom
I don't even want it
Then I turn around and think I see
someone that looks like you

Kris now had her own dance going on; she was just swaying with random hand motions, but she somehow made it into a complex dance that fitted her. I just tried to mimic her moves.

You hurt where you sleep
You sleep where you lie
Now you're in deep and
now you're gonna cry
You got a woman to the left
and a boy to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight

Somebody mixed my medicine [x3]Kris exclaimed
Somebody's in my head again
Somebody mixed my medicine
again [x3]

Kris let out a laugh as the song ended, I quickly joined in.

"Thanks, Hope. It was kind of fun, even though that song was kind of depressing. We should do it again!" Kris exclaimed.

"Next time I'll invite everybody!" I joke.

Pops cut in. "Good show, Kris and Hope! Wish I could dance like that, maybe you can reach me, I'll teach each of you to waltz in return."

Kris agreed, I turned it down explaining that it was already in my knowledge.

Kris screamed in the small ice cream parlor. "We should go see my family! They probably miss me, I've not even called them since I've been back."

"They miss you too, Kris, I'm sure of it. We should go see them, if Pops don't mind." I said, eager to meet my friend's family.

Pops shook his head. "Sorry girls, but I have work to do, I would love to meet your family Kris but work must come first."

Kris gave Pops a understanding nod. Pops then left.

"Do you think he just don't want to come?" Kris asked me.

"Kris, estás hablando de tonterías! (Kris, you're speaking about nonsense!)" I try to assure my friend.

"Thanks, Hope... I finally see him and ask for help, and he has to work. See, Hope, this I why I don't usually ask for help! I ask for him to come see my family with me and you're the only one who come through for me!" Kris rants.

"Kris, he can't get fired. He needs to work! Anyways, let go meet that fortunate family of yours!"

"Oui. Je pense que nous devrions aller les voir, ils ont attendu assez longtemps! (Yes. I guess we should go see them, they have waited long enough!)" Kris speeds toward the door. "They have waited long enough..."

Kris was shaking slightly as she walked beside me to the front porch of a yellow house.

"Hope, what do I do? What if they moved on, assumed I abandoned them, and forgot about me?" Kris asked, playing with the helm of her shirt.

"How many times do I have to tell you, they are your family, they will never forget you! They would never gave up the hope of seeing your fiery red hair or your dazzling smile again!"

Kris went to ring the doorbell, but faltered in her already shaky steps. "Can you ring the doorbell?" She mewed.

I nodded, rang the doorbell. "Here goes nothing..."

I'm so sorry for not updating last week, I've been studying like crazy for our tests that we start taking on Wednesday :/. Dear God, I'm so nervous! But I'm in a hurry so your in for another two part chapter. I was going to do it all together, but we all know I'm evil, so you have to wait *SMILES EVILLY*. Hope you guys have enjoyed the chapter that (was not) worth the wait you were forced to wait for.

The song is 'My Medicine' by The Pretty Reckless. I own nothing, no matter how many times I called and demanded for them to be my property. Eh, society why must you hate me? It's kind of a weird song (or so I'm told), but hey please no hate on them please!

Kisses,
AntionetteEva