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Ch. 2- Finding the Doors
I wake up and smile remembering my dream. "I need to find that forest," I say remembering what fun I had in my dream. I'm about to pull what my dad did with a different holiday. I walk down the stairs and grab a quick snack before I leave. I walk out of the house hurriedly needing the answer to my question.
I yell up the stairs of the tower when I reach it "Dad I'm here."
"Ah Nessy come up here I need you for an experiment," my dad says.
"Oh boy," I mutter to myself. I come at the top of the stairs of the tower and instantly a pie hits the wall behind me. "What the," I say looking back at the pie that is now sliding down the wall.
"Ah I see the aim is a bit off," Jack mutters darkly to himself as he tinkers with his machine again.
"Did you just use me as your test subject," I yell at him as I slowly get angrier.
"Possibly, though it missed so you have nothing to be mad about. Besides it was pretty funny seeing your face when the pie missed you," he says as he starts to chuckle.
"Probably. Hey dad," I say, he acknowledges me, "how did you find the forest where Christmas land was?"
"Why do you want to know," Jack answers getting curious as to why she was asking.
"Just was thinking about the story, plus the Mayor was boasting to me about how great you were back then when I was heading over here," I say realizing how easy it was for me to lie.
"Well I found it by chance, if you remember the story, I was just so sad wondering the forest and then I chanced upon the trees that lead to holiday lands. Speaking of which Christmas is coming up soon and we're going to North's house to celebrate, and apologize again," Jack says.
"Sweet," I say smiling. Looks like my plan might work. I've just got to figure out which holiday to destroy, maybe I'll figure it out at the party. I walk back down and to the house. When I come in I notice Gramps is in the dining room with Grams."Hey Grandpa and Grandma," I say sitting down near both of them.
"Hi Nessy," Grandma says.
"It's Wednesday dear," Grandpa corrects her.
"But she likes being called Nessy," Grandma says back.
Grandpa opens his mouth to argue again and I say "It's fine both are fine."
"You know you act like you mother more every time you grow," Grandpa voices.
"Really," I ask.
"Mhm. Have I ever told you the story of how she snuck out to visit your father," he asks.
"No I don't think so," I say.
"Well she poisoned my food with deadly nightshade that was covered up with worm's wart and frog's breath," he voices.
"Sounds like mom," I say chuckling as the wheels turn in my head about how to sneak out at a later date.
"What sounds like me," Sally says walking in.
"Oh I was just telling Wednesday here stories about how you snuck out in the good old days," Grandpa voices.
"Oi, don't tell her those stories. She may be getting ideas and if Jack finds out I'm going to blame you," she yells at him. I chuckle at their antics and head up to my room. When I get there I can still hear the muffled arguing downstairs. I sigh and start writing down a plan. Now the only thing left to do is pick a holiday.
A/N: Father and daughter are very close. Also Nessy just got an idea. Oh boy.