Title: The Fred Chronicles- Promise
Author: PianoRocknRoll (A.K.A Veritas4Eternity)
E-mail: BroadwayWannabekc. The Fred Chronicle's will be a 7 part series that shows Fred's POV throughout the movie- all the way to the end. This series is the prequel to the sequel I'm writing to "Drop Dead Fred." It's not required to read this first, but I'd recommend it.Rating: G
Pairings: None quite yet. As the chronicles progress, the pairing will change to Lizzy/Fred, and minor Lizzy/Charles, Lizzy/Mickey.
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From the very first pinky promise they made, Fred knew she was special. Of course, she had to be special; only "special" cases were assigned imaginary friends after all. But Elizabeth was different from any child he had ever been assigned. She was vibrant, and colorful, and the ideal child for every imaginary friend out there. She wasn't afraid to get in trouble, or to get her hands dirty. She saw an opportunity to have fun, and she dove right in, damned of the consequences. She was a light; A light that was dangerously close to being snuffed out by her overbearing mega-beast of a mother.
He still remembers the very first meeting they had with each other…
"What on earth are you bloody well doing?" Fred exclaimed in amusement, eyebrows raised. This was his new charge? Normally the children weren't quite so… gutsy. Said child was currently tying her bed sheets together to make a long rope. Key word: trying. The little girl whipped around, blue eyes assessing him intently.
"Who are you?" She asked curiously, scrubbing irritably at her eyes, which looked red and puffy. Ah… so she had been crying. Fred felt a burst of sympathy for the small girl; he hated children crying. That was one of the reasons he was so good at his job; he thrived on laughter and having fun- much like a child. Oh well. He'd find out soon enough what was wrong in her life. For now though…
"Me?" Fred stared at her in mock incredulity. "I'm the one, the only, Drop Dead Fred! But," he paused slightly, "you can call me Fred." He offered, grinning mischievously at her. Now, I ask you again- what are you doing?"
"My name's Elizabeth, and I'm running away!" She proclaimed determinedly.
"Why are you doing that Snotface?" Fred asked curiously.
"Because I hate my mommy!" She declared angrily. She blinked, and an expression of confusion appeared on her small face. "Why'd you call me Snotface? I told you, my name's Elizabeth!"
"Well that's nice and all Lizzy, but I think I'll call you Snotface." He said, grinning at her.
"Why?" She asked, tilting her head toward him.
"Because!" Fred replied nonchalantly, before picking his nose deeply, then wiping it all over her face. "You have snot on your face." Elizabeth stood in shock, before a loud giggle erupted from her mouth.
"You're gross Fred!" She giggled, a smile blooming on her face.
"Yeah, well not as gross as you… you… you… GIRL!" He taunted, tickling her swiftly. She collapsed on the floor laughing hysterically. "So why are you running away?"
"I already told you Fred; I don't like my mommy, so I'm, running away, all the way to the moon!" Her eyes grew wide. "Do you want to come with me?" She asked excitedly.
"Snotface, I'd love to, I really would, but this ladder would never hold both of us!" Fred said, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "I'll tell you what! If you stay here with me, we'll plot revenge on the Mega beast, and play games, and as long as you need me I'll be here!" Lizzy laughed, a smile lighting her face once again.
"Promise?" She asked seriously, her smile soft and sweet. Fred smiled back.
"I promise." He replied, offering his pinky to her, before they shook. Elizabeth giggled and threw her arms around him. "DISGUSTING! Get off me Snotface- I might catch something!" He exclaimed in horror, imitating a person puking.
"What's a mega beast?"
He had kept his promise to be there when she needed him… for as long as he could, anyway. Then the mega beast had trapped him in that damned Jack in the Box. For a long time when he was trapped, all he could think about was how he had broken his promise, and how hurt his Snotface must be… He would fix this. The minute he got out, it would be him and Snotface again. No one would stop them!
What Fred didn't realize was that in the many years he spent trapped in the Jack in the Box, the damage had already been done, and his Snotface changed into something more terrifying then words…