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Wait, wasn't this chapter 5? Nope, it's chapter 4 now . If yo must know, the whole story was slightly rewritten('Cause it sucked before), and I combined the late Ch.3 and 4 into one chapter. Sad, isn't it?
SUNDAY
The next day…
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"No - WATCH OUT! The whale is coming back at starboard! Noooo! The ship is sinking! Captian, Captian, speak to me! ARGHH! The whale's going to eat me alive! Somebody, anybody, help meeee! I know those pirates weren't to be trusted!" Catra yelled.
Ryou, who was beside her, giggled and soon fell on the floor laughing. He poured a cup of water on her while she was asleep and this was the immediate reaction. Normal people would wake up from the splash, but Catra wasn't normal - she never was.
As sudden as she started yelling, Catra stopped and was completely still. Ryou, shocked, went to see what was wrong. Maybe she gotten eaten by the whale! Or drowned in the water! Maybe someone dropped a bowling ball on the deck and it sunk the ship! He giggled again. He was here for one day, and such loony thoughts were already flooding his brain.
Ryou stood above Catra with a curious look on his face. If she was going to make him do CPR, she'd better hope she'd brushed her teeth. Better yet, he could always phone the local nerd to do it for him - that'll scare her back to life.
"ABANDON SHIP!" Catra suddenly yelled .
Ryou jumped back and screamed. He certainly did not expect her to do that! Well, actually he did (sort of), but that certainly didn't stop his scream.
Catra's eyes flickered around in distressed before she noticed Ryou and then proceeded to laugh.
Moments later, Catra sobered up. "I'm sorry, I thought the whale ate you. I was certain you were the first to go" she added in thought.
"And you laughed at that, why?"
"Well, you were, her date, you know" Catra nodded happily.
"I - what?"
"It was such a silly dream; we were at the park for the Valentine's party, but the winter snow was just too cold and froze us all. Then, it suddenly melted and we all turned sparkly and danced in the clouds."
Ryou blinked. Then blinked again. "Really," he deadpanned, "You're sure the dream wasn't about being on a ship being attacked by a whale and pirates, with you screaming for your Captain to help you as it sunk?"
Catra snorted, "In your dreams, maybe, but mine are more normal than that. You see, you became the Dancing King of the Valentine Party with Ms Whale as your date. But then, suddenly," She gave a dramatic pause, "whoosh, your arch-rival in everything but the length of your hair, Captain Kush, took her away from you. We were fighting for her back until that fateful day after the snow melted and erupted into the dear winter flood, we came upon the fountain pirate (who live in the park's fountain, by the way) who gave you a magical corsett that would turn the Captain into a candy bar if he ever saw you with it on. But those pirates lied; when the captain saw you, he became Mr Whale, and they then sailed away to Florida on their honeymoon together." She ended solemly.
"And then the ship sunk?" Ryou confirmed.
"Yep."
"And you say my dreams are weird?"
Catra rolled her eyes at him, "The only thing weird in my dream was that you were the most sought-after boy in the Party. Why girls would like you is anyone's guess."
Such friendly words soon caused a chase around the house, followed by 'thud's as bodies feel to the ground in what sounded like wrestling moves improvised with the use of beds, sleeping bags, pillows, stuffed dolls, clothes, bags, and other unidentifiable objects.
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Now, you might be wondering why Catra's mother didn't come running up to see what the problem was. Well, that's simple. Catra's mother was used to all the screams in the mornings. In fact this was not the first time Ryou had a slept over. He'd done it many times before back in England. Besides, she thought it was funny for the children to wake up screaming. She was a good mother, but she also knew that disrupting her child's fun would cause something to happen to her as well.
It was best just to wait it through, and yes, that advice was from experience.
After all the pranks were over and done, and breakfast was cleaned up, the two started to plan ways to torture the people at school for the next few days.
They were mumbling softly yet quickly, along with lots of giggles and words Mrs. Lev could not identify. The only words she caught were: "Fire, George Washington, the chicken man, magical orbs, and mental institute." She shook her head. Whatever they were planning, she hoped she wouldn't get sued for.
It was like old times again.
Sipping on her coffee, Mrs. Suzanna Lev sat down on her chair and thought back to the start of all those wonderful times. Oh how she had missed them so.
- or rather, how she wished the two hadn't met. Not that she minded Ryou, of course - just their enamored personalities. - or, make that when their personalities brought in truly fearful authority figure into the picture.
Nevertheless, she truly missed those days.
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"I don't wanna go to a new school!" A four-and-a-half year old Catrina screamed thrashing around while her mother held her by the hand tightly. "I don't wanna go! I want Daddy!" Suzanna's face tightened at the word 'Daddy' and looked at her daughter by the eye.
"No, KittyCat,daddy isn't here. He's-"
"NO! I. WANT. DADDY!" Catra screamed at her mother's face.
Suzanna released her hold of Catra and slide down on the floor. "No, Sweetheart, you must understand, Daddy can't be here… He can't." Suzanna's voice was barley a whisper, "He's still watching you grow though." She tilted her face to a side and allowed a strand of her hair to fall on her face. "He'll never miss that."
As thought sensing her mother's distress about the subject, Catra grudgingly changed the subject as best as she could.
"School sucks." She stated bluntly.
Suzanna looked into her stubborn girl's eyes and gave her a quick wink. "It might, but where else would you learn about the boogyman living under your bed?"
Catra snorted. "Mommy, I'm not stupid. I know that there's no boogyman under my bed. Only Preschoolers think that. I'm in Kindergarten now."
"Aww, my little girl's all grown up now, isn't she? She's so smart! "
Catra nodded with pride. Finally her mother got it. Maybe now she wouldn't need to go to that new school.
"Of course," Her mother began. Catra looked over at her mother eagerly. 'Of course' what? "Of course, then again, you would still technically be a Kindergartener if you don't attend First Grade…"
"Nu-uh"
"Come on, Catty dear, mother knows best!"
"No!"
"Really now?"
"Fine! I'll go to the stupid new school!" Suzanna gave a discreet smirk. "But only because I want to be smartest there!"
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Mrs Lev put her coffee on the table and rested her head on her hand. It was such easy convincing her dear daughter to go to school on that day. It was actually quite shocking that she gave in so easily. But then again, she was just so good at persuading people.
It was actually during the second month of the year when the two met. That was the time they had finally settled in, and Catrina decided to make some new friends.
Catra looked over at the boys playing clay. Ushering the other girls over, she threw a doll in, hoping now both boys and girls would play together.
It didn't work. The boys yelled at her for playing near them. The girls yelled at her for ruining the doll.
Catra sulked into the corner, rejected by both genders.
She was hoping to stay there for the day, until her light was blocked by strands of white. White hair, to be precise.
She had expected the girl (… or was it a boy?), to yell at her too. To get her out of her(or was it his) corner.
Instead, when she looked up, the girl…boy looked scared of her!
"Mine" Catra said, possessively.
The other kid just hung his head in shame, and looked ready to cry
Catra couldn't help it. She felt sorry for the kid. She patted the floor beside herself. "Sit"
The kid nodded and sat down.
"I'm Catrina!" Catra said proudly. "I'm a girl." She added in afterthought, hoping to lure the other kid into telling her their gender. Hey, it wasn't her fault she couldn't tell.
"Ryou." The kid offered.
Catra waited.
He said nothing.
"I'm a girl" she stated again.
He still said nothing.
"Girl"
"I know" he interrupted.
Catra was ready to rip his hair off. Hey, what do you expect? Kids have a short attention span. And while I'm at it, Kids also are bad at being discreet. "Are YOU a boy or girl?" Catra stated bluntly.
The other kid's face blew up red. "Boy," he muttered quietly.
"Uh uh" Catra shook her head disbelievingly "Prove it" How can a kid with such nice, long hair be a boy? He didn't act like on either.
"How?"
Catra scratched her head. What made boys boys, and girls girls?
"Take off your clothes."
The red increased a couple shade.
"Now" Catra ordered.
Ryou shook his head. "Don't wanna"
"Do it!"
"No"
"Now"
"No"
"DO IT!"
"NO"
"DO IT!" with that, Catra ripped the shirt off his back.
Of course, with the yelling, they had caught the attention of the whole class, including the teacher.
Let's just say, no one was impressed, and leave it at that.
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The next day, Catra returned to school after having convinced her mom that it wasn't her fault that he looked like a girl. Not to mention that she did try to be nice to the boy by ripping his shirt off, and not his pants(which incidentally had been the second thing she was going to do if the teacher hadn't stopped her). I mean, how else could you tell? At that age, the upper body of all kids looked the same.
All in all, it was a good deed, for when Catra went up the Ryou to apologize, they managed to become friends along the way. Especially since both of them had been so lonely before.
Of course, it wasn't until Catra realized how alike they were, when their friendship really did grow stronger. And all it took was a little conversation induced by Mrs. Lev's amusement in scaring her daughter.
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Catra ran up to Ryou with a pout on her face.
"Mummy keeps telling me that the boogyman is real! Everyone knows it's not!"
Ryou nodded in agreement. "I kept a torch under my bed the whole night, and he never came out."
Catra looked shocked. "Was it scary?"
"I'm more scared of the tentacle in the Loo."
Catra gave a toothy grin. "Mummy and I call him Tinkles 'cause it makes him mad and he'll loose his powers, mummy says."
It was Ryou's turn to look surprised. "Your mummy said?"
There was a nod. "She tells me many secrets about them. But everyone looks at me weirdly when I talk about it."
"Me too. Even Dad. He won't let me stand on the seat when I pee."
"If you don't look, he won't come out."
"That's why Boogy doesn't come out!"
Catra laughed. "DUH."
"But... my torch is down there now. How do I get it out without looking?"
"Leave it! He hates light."
"But then the room light should help."
"Too dim"
"...True"
"You know, mummy said i was smart when i told her I knew the Boogyman isn't real. "
"NO, he's real! I saw shadows move when my torch was under the bed. He just didn't come out!"
Catra froze "So the Boogeyman's real then?"
"Noooo...maybe"
"Will he spare us 'cause we believe in him?"
"I don't want him to eat me"
"Tell him you're Tinkle's leftovers."
"Tinkle'd be mad"
"I know."
"Then he might take me even if I don't look."
"Oh."
"I'm not safe in my room or the John!"
"The Boogeyman lives-"
"Under the bed."
"No, in dark places!"
"...Can I borrow a night light?"
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Soon after that, the two realized that they were very alike - as they were the few First Graders who were willing to admit they still believed in the Boogyman among other stuff after that.
Catra, not wanting to be ridiculed, made others the target instead. They took childish beliefs and made them reality so that they were actually admitted right by others.
It started out childish, easy to see through. As they grew up, their talents improved, and they began pranks instead.
At first, all they wanted was to let others know of the wonders of the world.
They were called crazy.
As they grew up, they took the name 'crazy' seriously, and showed them just that. They eventually made the teacher's and the town unbalanced, but neither noticed.
And to think that was all it took.
It all started with the first time, and by the the fifth, they were hooked from the joy of making others insane.
Insane-ness is addicting. Especially when you're the one causing it. If that was all it took for Catrina and Ryou, how soon do you think it'll be before you become one?
(Don't worry; I booked you a spot in a mental institute)
I will use some of the stuff they mention( Fire, George Washington, the chicken man, magical orbs, and mental institute.), I just can't remeber how it goes... A note to anyone out there who writes: if you plan stuff, remember to write it down. Or else you'll forget, like me.
I'll remember it sooner or later.