Chappie 4

Stormy: (Fighting an invisible enemy) Hah! Yah! Take that!

Celty: Why do you have my sword?

Stormy: Because,

(Reciting with a Spanish accent)

"I am Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die."

(Thrusts at Celty with Rapier.)

Celty: (Snatches it from her) Give that to me before you hurt your self! And who the hell's Inigo Montoya?

Stormy: (pouts over loss of sword then brightens) Inigo's from the book and movie "The Princess Bride" and he's only the coolyest Spaniard ever!

Celty: Coolyest?

Stormy: Hey, no one said I had to be able to use correct grammar. That's what spell check's for. Fear my L33T Spell Checking skills!

(Laughs manically)

Celty: U-U What the hell's wrong with you?

Stormy: (still laughing) I have no idea!

Celty: (sighs) Since you're obviously on a major sugar high or something, I'll do the disclaimer.

(Turns towards camera)

Storm-Maiden-Lucania does not own anything.

Stormy: Except L33T Spell Checking skills and a Snivy plushy!

Celty: (sighs) Yes, except for those.

Stormy: Enjoyzes my peoples!


I didn't awaken until late the next morning. Sitting up with a yawn, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

"Glad to see you up." Jareth said, floating down to sit next to me on the rafter.

"What time is it?" I asked him sleepily.

"Around 11:30." He replied.

"What?! The girls should be at dance class right now!" I cried suddenly very awake.

"They are. You should of seen it. They refused to deliver cookies before practice and some how managed to convince Gru to take them." He said with a laugh.

"Thanks a lot for waking me!" I yelled angrily, whacking him in the skull as I tried to rack my bed head into order with the other hand.

I gave a deep angry sigh, frustrated by his behavior. In my excitement for seeing him for the first time in 40 years, I'd completely forgotten about the many things that I found annoying about Jareth. The two of us had known each other for the better part of 1500 years. Angels, you see, age at about a hundredth the rate of humans. I'd been alive for close to 2000 years, but I only looked 18. Jareth, being a few hundred years older, appeared as somewhere between 19 and 20. We'd been partners in Warrior section of the Angel Corps and people had begun calling us the Sun and The Moon due to our differing personalities, asking the question as to why we were friends at all. While I had eventually grown out of my childish behavior, he had remained playful and loved to throw a wrench into my plans. And I only feared that being around Gru for almost have a century had only made him worse.

I leaped into thin air and watched as Jareth yawned and laid down on the beam, pulling the blanket up over his waist.

"Aren't you coming?" I asked, my wings holding me aloft.

"Nah, I figure out Gru can take care of himself long ago. It's better that I stay here and keep Dr. Nefario and the minions from blowing up the house or something." He replied with a yawn.

"Nefario?" I asked, not recognizing the name.

"Gru's chief evil scientist. He lives here too."

I sighed. At this point, nothing was surprising me anymore. I closed my eyes tight and concentrated of an image of the girls in my head. A few seconds later, my eyes snapped open and I found myself hovering over 15 dancing girls practicing a song from Swan Lake, preparing for their up and coming recital.

One of the few powers I'd retained while in the human world was teleportation. Unfortunately, it took a lot out of me, so I rarely used it.

Glancing around, I spotted Gru squeezed onto a bench in the corner, surrounded on both sides by moms, clutching the girls normal clothes. Amused by the image, I drifted downwards and settled cross legged on the floor, watching as Agnes danced gracefully over to Gru and held up a small piece of pink paper.

"What's this?" Gru asked.

"A ticket to the dance recital. You are coming, right?" she replied, giving him her signature puppy dog eyes.

"Of course, of course. I have pins and needles that I am sitting on." He answered, trying to look anywhere but at her gaze.

"Pinky promise?" she asked sweetly holding up her hand.

Gru sighed and then wrapped his own long finger around hers.

"Oh yes, my pinky promises." He replied, somewhat sarcastically.

I glared at him lightly as she grinned and danced away. He got his just desserts, however, when the moms around him sighed happily and leaned toward him, causing the super-villian look very uncomfortable.

The dance lesson ended shortly after that, and after having the girls change back into their normal clothes, he loaded them into the so-called "car" and they sped off. I perched on the roof of said car, holding onto one of the large metal rivets, so as not to have to tire myself out chasing the car as it whizzed through the city.

We eventually stopped in front of Vector's house and I jumped off, floating down lightly and pressing my ear against the metal side.

"I just thought it might be nice to deliver Mr. Vector's first. That is all." Gru said from within, apparently having an argument with the girls. I stepped back as the door slid open and the girls stepped out. Gru dumped their wagon and the cookies out of the car before the door slid shut.

The girls dragged the wagon up to the gate, revealing Vector waiting for them at the door. Normally I would have followed to keep an eye on them, but something about Gru's behavior made me stay back. Flitting about outside the car for a few minutes, I watched as the door opened and Gru stepped out, accompanied by two minions. They snuck through the still open gate, and I followed them as they made their way around the side of the building. I watched in wonder as a glowing red rectangle appeared on the side of the wall and a few moments later, that section of the metal fell away, revealing six cookie-shaped robots. They caught the falling piece of metal, and pulled it aside as Gru and the minions leapt inside through the hole and began striking karate poses. I stared through the opening in confusion at the strange gun/cannon-like object in a container in the center of the room. The minions plucked the container free from its bindings and carried it towards the opening as Gru grinned maniacally. I was so entranced by the spectacle that I didn't notice the cookie-bots until they slammed the piece of metal back into place an inch from my face and began to reseal the hole. I made a snatch for them, but the dang things were quick and they finished the repair in an instant then just slipped from my grip, scurrying away into the bushes. I pressed my ear against the metal and heard the faint sounds of one of the minions screaming in panic. The sound was then suddenly muffled, I assume by Gru in an attempt to calm the poor thing down.

"Not good." I hissed, and my wings gave a sharp snap as I flew off to look for a way in, passing the girls, who were fawning over an adorable turtle sitting on the lawn on the way.

The best I found was a small window overlooking Vector's living room. I gave a sigh of relief when I saw the dweeb-ish orange dressed man lounging on his couch, watching T.V. Apparently, he had yet to notice Gru's presence in his home.

My heart practically stopped though when I saw the trio come tumbling from a vent just above the couch. The taller of the two minions was their saving grace when it grabbed the edge of the vent, yanking the others to a halt as they formed a chain. Gru, hanging from the bottom, was attempting to hold the container between his knees. It began to slide out of his grip, and so he released the legs of the minion above him, flipping forward and grabbing it with his hands, as the minion grabbed the waistband of his pants. Gru gave a quiet gasp as the shark, swimming around in the aquarium that made up the floor of Vector's living room, spotted him. It circled around in the water, and then charged the glass, creating an impact that caused the house to shake. I pressed closer to the window in suspense, my heart now beating up a storm. The impact had caused to Gru to slid free of his pants and was being held up by only the ankles, hovering just a few feet above Vector now. The shark, not giving up in his pursuit, charged the glass again. Vector gave a shout of alarm as he bounced up off of his couch, accompanied by everything on his coffee table. At the same time, the minion at the top of the chain lost his grip, causing them to tumble down behind Vector's couch. Gru froze as Vector sat up, only to see that his vision had been blocked by the popcorn bucket that now resided on his head. Not wasting time, Gru sprinted down the stairs on the side of the aquarium, heading for the front door. It was then that I noticed that Gru had completely lost his pants, which were draped over his shoulder, and was sprinting in smiley-face underwear. He flew out the door, down the walkway, and finally stopped by the car, right in front of the girls.

"We did it! We did it!" He cried happily, bouncing up and down in a victory dance. He suddenly seemed to notice the girls and emmedietlay regained his composure.

"Come on girls, let's go." He said calmly, stepping into the car, hopefully to put on his pants.

The girls watched in confusion as the minions came sprinting out of the house as well, holding the gun container, and accidentally ran into the side of the vehicle.

"Gru in his underwear. There's something I could have gone without seeing." A voice came from behind me and I turned around, still some what baffled by what I had just witnessed, to find Jareth.

"I thought you were staying back at the house." I said, cocking an eyebrow at him as we settled on top of the car.

"Yeah, well Nefario is having inventors block and the minions are obsessing over Smash Brothers Brawl in their break room. I was bored. Decide to come check on the big guy." He replied as the car started up.

We were coasting at high speed down a coastal road when a thought dawned on me.

"Wait a sec. Gru just stole some weird gun-cannon thing. What the heck's it for?" I asked my dark winged companion, knowing he'd probable know.

"Oh, you must be talking about the Shrink Ray."

"Shrink Ray?!"

Jareth had just opened his mouth to answer when Agnes let out an ear shattering scream of joy and the car suddenly swerved, almost dumping us off. I couldn't hear what she said over the wind, but I saw her point at something through the cockpit's clear cover. Lifting my eyes in the direction she was pointing, I saw a brightly colored theme park in the distance.

"Does she do that often?" Jareth asked, rubbing his ear with a pained expression.

"Only when she's really excited." I replied.

Jareth glanced into the cockpit and a small smile stretched across his lips.

"Uh oh, he's having a lightbulb moment." He announced, a playful tone to his voice.

I looked in at Gru and was startled to find a slightly creepy smile on his face.

A short time later, the girls were dashing happily through the entrance to Super Silly Fun Land. Of course the first thing they headed for was the roller coaster. Which, of course, just happened to be one of things that scared me most. I could soar high above the clouds without batting an eyelash but put me on a coaster and I was a trembling pile of goo on the floor.

The girls got situated in the first car, but Gru turned and began to walk back to the entrance.

"Goodbye, have fun." He called over his shoulder. He was stopped when the coaster operator grabbed said shoulder.

"Umm, sorry dude. They can't ride without an adult." He said with a shrug.

"Vhat?" Gru asked somewhat angrily, then gave a deep sigh and attempted to cram himself into the small car behind the girls.

"Come on Celty, let's take the last car." Jareth said, dragging me towards the coaster.

"Um, I really don't think that's a good idea." I said nervously, trying to pull away as he pulled me into the car. I tried to climb back out, but my friend pulled the waist bar down tight, effectively trapping me.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun." He replied, pushing down his own waist bar. The coaster jerked into motion at began to climb the tall first hill. I gazed in horror over the side of the vehicle as we got higher and higher, trying hard not to start shaking. I'd never been quite sure why the steel amusements terrified me so much. Perhaps it was because they were one of the few things over which I had no control. By the time we were almost to the top, my nerves got the better of me and I grabbed Jareth's hand, clinging to the bar with the other. He looked over at me in surprise and a smirk spread across his face.

"Oh, have we got ourselves a scardy-cat?" He asked teasingly.

"S-shut up!" I replied, my voice quavering. He answered with a quiet chuckle and squeezed my hand reassuringly.

"Here we go!" He said as we hit the top and plummeted down the other side.

The girls and Jareth screamed happily, their hands up in the air. Gru and I weren't so thrilled. We screamed as well, only ours were shouts of fear. We swept through loops and turns at breakneck speed. Finally, after three minutes of terror, the coaster pulled to a stop. By this point I was pretty sure I'd cut off the circulation to Jareth's hand. The girls leaped out laughing happily. My waist bar released and I quickly flew out of the vehicle, trying to get as far away from it as possible.

"You okay? Ya look kind of pale." Jareth asked, following me up into the air.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just give me a little bit." I replied somewhat shakily. Glancing down, I noticed that Gru looked a little more than pale. He was stumbling a bit and looked quite a bit green around the gills. I felt kinda sorry for him.

"Oh my gosh!"

Agnes's cry drew my attention away from the ailing villain and I saw her standing near on of the game booths.

"Look at that fluffy unicorn! It's so fluffy I'm gonna die!" she said, gazing up at one of the prizes. I had to admit, the thing was pretty darn poofy.

"You gotta let us play for it!" Margo cried, dragging Gru over.

The tall man sighed and turned to the barker running the stand.

"How much for the fluffy unicorn?"

As soon as the curly haired fair-man began talking, I emmediatly knew I didn't like him.

"Well it's not for sale. But all you got to do to win it is knock down that little spaceship. It's easy!" He replied, preceded by an annoying laugh. Gru cast a fleeting glance at the girls and handed the man a dollar. He took a long slurp of his soda as he pressed a button under the edge of the counter. The lights on the game lit up and the small spaceship darted around erratically, a techno sounding theme playing. The girls leaped excitedly onto the small stools and grabbed the futuristic looking guns, small balls flying out the muzzle as they fired. The game seemed over way to fast, the music slowing to a deep drone for a moment before stopping completely, the score board above the seating area flashing the words "Game Over."

"Come on! One more time." Edith cried upon seeing Gru turn to leave.

"Just one more. I accidentally closed my eyes." Agnes pleaded and Gru gave a deep sigh, handing another dollar to the barker. The game started up again and, wonder of all wonders, Agnes actually managed to hit the whizzing little shape. The girls gave small gasps of delight, which quickly faded as the game registered another game over. They looked with confusion at Gru, who whirled to glare at the barker.

"Whoa whoa whoa. What was that? She hit that. I saw it with my own eyes." The villian argued.

"Hey buddy, let me explain something to you. You see that little tin spaceship? See how it's not knocked over? You know what that means professor? It means you don't get the unicorn!" The sneaky ass said, poking Gru in the chest between words. I gave a pissed growl. I'd had a feeling from the beginning we shouldn't trust the redheaded cheat.

"Oh! Uh oh. Somebody's got a frowny face. Boo! Better luck next time." He continued upon seeing Gru's expression. The villian looked over to see Agnes staring at him with the infamous "eyes", her lower lip quivering.

"Okay. My turn." Gru replied, his accent thickening with barley concealed rage. He handed the satisfied barker another dollar and walked a few feet away from the stand.

"What…?" I began, only to be halted when Jareth grabbed my shoulder.

"Just watch." He announced, much to my confusion. I looked back at the villian and found he was reaching into his jacket, a small smirk gracing his features. A second later he whipped out what seemed to be a small pistol, which enlarged into what could have been easily mistaken for a cannon, a full blown evil grin exploding over his features. Jareth yanked me out of the way as a glowing ball of energy appeared on the barrel and the villian launched it at the stand. The barker ducked just in time as part of the game exploded. Several people walking by cast vaguely interested glances in our direction before going on their merry ways. Apparently things like this happened a lot in this city. The cheat reappeared as the smoke cleared, singed and sooty, and turned to see the charred spaceship crumble into ash.

"Knocked over!" Gru cried cockily, before tucking the retracted gun once more in his jacket. The barker handed the miraculously unharmed unicorn doll shakily to Agnes, shrinking away in fear as the ecstatic girl snatched it from him.

"It's so fluffy!" Agnes cried, her voice going husky in joy as she shook the new toy.

"That…was awesome." Margo announced.

"You blew up the whole thing!" Edith cried, gazing at him with newfound respect.

"Let's go! Let's try another game." Agnes suggested and the three rushed off down the fairway.

"Come on Celty!" Jareth agreed, flashing me a sunny grin as he flew after them. I gave a small laugh as a fond smile spread across my lips. As childish as he was, he really could be sweet sometimes.

I glanced over at Gru and almost missed the faintest trace of a smile that crept onto his features.


Jareth(1): (poking Celty) You like me, don't you?

Celty(2): No, I do not! Blame her! (Points at Stormy)

Stormy: (smirks) Oh, of course you would say that.

Celty: (Blushes)

Jareth: See, I told you!

Celty: (still blushing) Shut up and do the ender!

Jareth: Questions and pointed out errors are appreciated. Reviews are love. Flames will be used to heat the steamy love affair Celty is having with me in her head.

Celty: (Turns completely red. Pulls out her sword and begins chasing him around.) I said shut up!


1: Just some fun facts concerning my O.C's names. Jareth was named after Jareth the Goblin King from the movie Labyrinth. Any further similarities between the two were not intentional. He just ended up that way.

2: Celty is named after Celty Sturluson from the anime Durarara.

For any who noticed, I know that Gru doesn't have an accent, good or bad, in this chappie. This is because this chapter was kind of rushed and I didn't have time to look up the Russian accent guide I normally use. I will fix this, and his accent in the second chappie, soon. Sorry.