|House of Couples
Author: stuckbeingrachel PM
Random drabbles; you can hop to one or the other, if you want! Chapter 110 - Syd Peters. Send in prompts! I'll work on 'em as soon as possible! Review or PM me! R&R! Couples I write for: Jara, Peddie, Amfie, Walfie, Fabina, Jabian, and Moy! I also do Joy/OC (Andy Stone) and Poppy/OC (Ryan Anderson)! I'll do friendship for anyone!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Chapters: 110 - Words: 86,375 - Reviews: 571 - Favs: 82 - Follows: 84 - Updated: 05-11-13 - Published: 05-01-12 - id: 8078574
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It's very short and I'm not very proud of it. I'm sorry if you hate it; it's been a while since I've updated this and I just couldn't really find much inspiration. Again, sorry! This was prompted by PSdancer54! I know...long over due and you probably don't remember prompting this: a missed flight.
I decided to make this an Amfie. And also, the 2nd episode of Season 3 will be on in like, two days! I can't wait! Maybe, I'll get more inspiration watching that...?
Amber groaned. The plastic chairs in the airport were horrible and made her back ache. She and Alfie had missed their flight and were waiting for the next one that was taking off in three hours. It was, at that moment, two in the morning and Amber was ready to just go back to Anubis House so that she could sleep in her own comfy, warm bed…even if it meant missing tanning on a beach in the Bahamas with all of her friends.
Her purse was serving as a pillow, her blonde hair splayed over one side. One of her suitcases was under her feet while a string was tied on each handle and to the next one. In her mind, if someone was to try to take one of the suitcases, then it'd pull the others and she'd be able to call for help with the one under her feet moved.
"Hey, Ambs," Alfie whispered, tapping her on the shoulder.
"What, Alfie?" Amber moaned, turning over.
"Look, we have like, an hour till we have to leave—"
"Three." She corrected irritably.
"Whatever. Anyway, why don't we do something fun? No one's here, the whole place is like, completely empty. Jerome and I got stuck here once; you wanna know what we did?"
"No." she sat up and shook her head quickly, grey eyes snapping open.
"Oh, come on! It was fun; we can race—"
"Luggage carts!" the dark-skinned boy grinned.
"Luggage carts?" she repeated.
Before Amber knew it, she was kneeling on a pushing luggage cart, like the ones you'd find in a nice hotel, only it was in an airport. She didn't bother to ask why they were here and Alfie didn't bother to ask if they could use them. He just went on to explain what the 'course' and where the finish line was. She had switched her blue pumps out for pink running shoes and her hair was in a high ponytail, out of her eyes.
And then they were off, speeding down the wide hallways of the airport, security guards chasing after them; and Amber had to admit, it was fun. And she had won. At the last moment, she sped past Alfie and past the finish line.
"Yes, I win!" Amber cheered, jumping off the cart.
"Congrats, Ambs, wanna go again?" Alfie asked excitedly, childish grin plastered on his dark face.
Without paying any attention to the security guard behind her or that the last plane was leaving in ten minutes, she agreed.
So yah, sorry for it being so suckish. Review maybe? And prompt since I can't seem to write the other ones!
Put on then, as God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has given you, so you also must fogive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. -Colossians 3:12-14