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Okay okay, so I don't have much to say this time. That's all right, right?
Well, NEways, I got the next chapter done. I tried to incorporate a little bit more, as Enzeru no hikari said, "lovey-dovey" stuff in there, but I'm not quite sure how that came out...
My sister's going to draw Kitty, I think ^-^ Well, she wanted to know what she looked like. She said she thought curly redhead; I thought straight-haired blondy xD We'll compromise somehow, lol.
I'm thinking about turning this into a manga sometime. Since my sister's a ton better at art than I am, and since she sort of likes the story, I thought that would be interesting.
I'll stop wasting time now. Here it is!!! Lol.
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"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?!" a voice rang out in the hall beside the room Terry and Kitty were in, making the never-ending quietness a much better option.
"Eh?"
"What...?"
An old man, much more elderly than the other one, ran into the room with more energy than a sugar-hyper five-year old. He stopped and glared at Terry, then smiled more widely like a cat that just caught a rat as he turned to look at Kitty. He then gave a weird chuckle, almost sounding drunk, and he ran over and slapped Terry on his spine.
"PEEPING on a girl, EH?!" he then gave another choked laugh and ran out the door after slapping Terry hard on the back again.
As he left the room, they both stared incredulously at the now-empty hallway beyond the room. Kitty crawled, curiosity now struck, slowly off the bed and headed toward the door.
Terry figured out what she was doing after quickly getting over the shock of the old man and raced toward the door to close it. She had stuck her hand through, but she pulled it back out the second before he closed it.
"Hey!!"
"What do you think you're doing?! You don't know anyone in this house, and I'd hate to know what they'd do to you!" he paused from ranting for a moment, catching his breath.
She finally understood why she was kept in that same room, the one that looked like a greenhouse. It was for her protection.
[Kitty's POV]
What could he protect me from? I can already kick his butt! ...Well, he was caught off guard...and I was asleep.
[end POV]
She closed her eyes and rubbed the side of her head.
"Sorry!"
"?" he stared at her for a moment, and then sighed. "You're strange."
Her face immediately knotted up.
[Kitty's POV]
I'M WEIRD?! After I apologized and everything, that's all he has to say?!
[end POV]
She turned around, stomped back to the bed, and flounced on it, crossing her arms.
Hearing the bed creak slightly, Terrence turned around and saw Kitty looking very disgruntled. He was puzzled, since just a moment ago she was apologizing.
He walked over to her bed, but she turned around and faced the window with her legs on the bed.
[Terrence's POV]
Man, what'd I do now? She's having a hissy fit!
[end POV]
He sighed then crossed his arms. Having no idea what to do next, he sat down next to her then lay back.
"Hey, what are you doing?" her voice was harsh and unforgiving.
"Nothing." he stated plainly. He looked up at the ceiling, then turned his attention to her beautiful eyes. Before, he hadn't noticed the ocean-like colors that splashed around her pupils.
She started to blush from his stare, but her face still remained somewhat flustered.
After a few moments of looking at her, he sat up and touched her cheek gently. On an impulse, she flung her arm up and slapped his hand off her. The next few seconds breezed past as he leaned forward and his lips gently touched hers. Her eyes opened widely before she heard a noise, then she backed quickly away from Terrence.
The door jolted open, and the fat, old man that had run in there before again flew in. He then pounced on the bed like a shaggy dog, then looked Kitty in the eye.
"She is a pretty one. I think I'll keep her." he then rolled over on his back and held his hands over his chest like a happy dog would.
"Ehhh?" she moved away from the man, backing into Terrence.
At this point, she didn't care what Terrence did. She thought that if she spent any more time near that freak, she would go insane herself.
"Don't worry about him. He's the family 'dog.' At least, that's what he calls himself...." he watched the old guy roll back and forth on the bed.
"Eww!!!! That's just gross!" she curled herself by Terrence, trying to stay as far away from the dog-man as she could.
Terrence chuckled for a moment, then became aware that she was really scared of the guy.
"Oh boy..." he looked over at the fat man who was now jumping down from the bed.
He barked at the door, then ran in a few circles and left.
[Terrence's POV]
If that's how she reacts to him..... I don't want to know what would happen around the rest of us....
[end POV]
He then stared down at his hand. It wavered for a moment and it soon was half-whole like hers. He clenched his hand for a moment, then relieved his grip. It was soon back to normal.
"Is he gone?" Kitty asked, still not opening her eyes.
He flexed his arm a couple times before responding. "Yeah..."
She slowly opened her eyes and sprang out of Terrence's arms.
"YES!!!" she jumped up and down, laughing and giggling weirdly.
[Terrence's POV]
I hope I'm not there when she has to know....us....
[end POV]
Sliding off the bed, Kitty laughed, and then ran towards the window. Birds were singing outside, so she watched them as they flew around in circles, singing their own tunes.
"They're beautiful." she said, interrupting Terrence's thoughts.
"Huh?" he looked over at the window, then noticed the birds. "Yeah, I guess..."
She smiled, then turned around to face him. Knocking over a couple plants and their containers, she walked in a round-about way to get to the bed.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah! I'm a lot better since....it's...gone." she then bounced on the bed and leaned back on her back-side.
The rose-like globe that hung above their heads was now on, making the room bright. Like she expected, it cast a different angle of light across each section of the room because of the design.
"It's getting a little late...." Terrence pointed out. "We can still....."
She turned to face him. "'We can' what?"
Hearing his words put that plainly, he turned a light pink color. It sounded a lot different from what he was trying to get across.
"It's your birthday, I think...." he mumbled.
She yawned, then stared at him for a minute. "And that means...what?"
For the second time that day, she made the conversation edgy.
[Kitty's POV]
Oh no, I did it again! But what did I do???
[end POV]
Not letting the conversation end like it had before, Terrence shrugged. "Whatever it means to you, I guess. Apparently, it doesn't mean much."
He let out, yet again, another sigh. Disappointed with where the conversation ended up, he stood and started to walk out of the room. He felt something on his arm before he went through the doorway.
"What do you-?"
Kitty had both of her hands clasped over his left hand.
"You wanted to do something, right? Let me go with you!" her face had a determined look on it.
"Wait.... You can't just leave hand-in-hand with someone!" he shuffled a little.
"Please, Terry? I really don't want to be locked up here forever!" her tone was so pleading, he started to feel a little guilty.
"It is my birthday.... but you don't have to take me anywhere."
"All right! Just stop it!" he looked up at the ceiling, silently bemoaning the fact that he had to traipse through the house with her.
[Terrence's POV]
Man am I going to get ragged out for this!
[end POV]
He looked down at her hands. Surprise suddenly filled him up as he noticed for the first time that her hands looked absolutely normal.
"Wait, what did you do?!" he tossed off her other hand and held up her right hand.
He stared at it intently. She immediately began to get upset.
"That's my hand, you know! You don't have to try to rip it off!" her voice was angry as her face looked.
"Oh, sorry." he rubbed his thumb over where he would have sworn the mark was at. He then made her fingers extend, retract, extend, and retract. Nothing changed.
"I'm not a stupid puppet! I'm a real person, okay?"
He stopped moving.
[Terrence's POV]
No way! She can't possibly-- this isn't....!
[end POV]
Sweat dripped down his forehead. He then pushed her away, ran out the door, shut it, and locked it somehow.
"Hey! Idiot! You can't just leave me here!" she banged on the door, then tried to rip off the door handle.
Giving up on a useless endeavor, she slowly skidded down to the floor where she sat until night slowly and peacefully crawled up.
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Btw, later on, I think I might give the story behind this ol' whacko... We'll see. This is also the farthest I've gotten... I've been too lazy to type too much. So you know about as much as I do now ^-^
~Koneko-chan92~ |
