Ch.1: Brownies always save the day

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This chapter is more of a... get to know Veela. Is that called a prologue? Idk...

Hello, my name is Veela Álvarez, I am 14 and I love science and making tech! Some people say I'm crazy, or weird, or a nerd, or a pain in the a-hole, but I really just don't care. I mean if there weren't any bullying, I wouldn't have this much razzle dazzle self-confidence, y'know? My best friend, Zoey and I love to have a good time and mess with our enemies. I'm probably boring you right now, so let's go on with the story, shall we?


Hooray more rain. It's been raining all week and I'm getting tired of it. I just got back from school and I'm literally soaking wet. I had to walk all the way to my apartment, because some jerks thought it was good idea to fill all the school busses with rabie infected rats. So now my backpack, shoes and clothes are soaked.

I waddle to my bathroom and undress myself, and then start to take a shower. I do my normal shower routine and then get out and wrap myself in my towel. I then go to my bedroom and put on some dry clothes. I hug myself and flop backwards on my bed. I then hear a knock on my bedroom door, so I get up from my bed and open my door to end up seeing my Mom.

"Hola, Mamá. How may you acquire my assistance?" I said to her, as I leaned on my door frame. "Hey, Veela. Can you help me make brownies for the Nelsons? Their son went missing and I want to bring them some baked goods to help them with their stresses. Oh, and stop talking all... fancy. You have me feeling like I'm younger than you." My mom responded, crossing her arms as she talked. My mom has always been a very kind and caring person. And I loved that about her. Shes always taught me to be kind to others, but I never seemed to care to pay attention to being kind, but only to be on top and achieve great things in life. That's why I'm the top of my school!

"Well, I could-" I started, but then got cut off by my Mom. "And you will." She said, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the kitchen. "Man..." I sighed as I got forced in the kitchen. "Okay, now get me my brownie recipe, it's on the refrigerator door. My mom ordered as she put a apron on herself and stared to wash her hands. "And don't forget to wash your hands." She added.

"I know, Mama." I replied with a groan as I handed her the brownie recipe. I then stepped over to the sink and started to wash my hands. My mom prepared the ingredients for the brownies and waited for me to finish washing my hands. After I washed my hands I dried them off and started helping my mom make the brownies.

It took my Mom and I a hour and a half to make the brownies and they came out absolutely perfect. My mom took them out of the oven and handed me the tray of brownies. "Okay, we're gonna deliver these to the Nelsons, chat for a bit, and then come back and go to sleep. You're dad should be here in a second, so when he gets here we'll go ahead and go. Got it?" She said to me as she put on some shoes and put her hair in a bun. "Got it." I replied back with a soft smile.

And then finally my dad arrived at the apartment, I gave him a big hug, and then we were now able to go head to the Nelsons...

We walked over to the apartment room a few rooms next us and knocked on the door. Then appeared a sad Mrs. Nelson as she opened the door and let us in. "Hello, Mrs. Nelson. We are so sorry for what happened to your son, so we decided to bake you some brownies for your troubles." My mom said, shaking Mrs. Nelsons hand. I set the tray of brownies down on the kitchen table and gently shook Mrs. Nelsons hand politely. "Thank you so much. For your gratitude and your brownies." Mrs. Nelson said, wiping the tear from her eye with her index finger.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Nelson. I wish you the best of luck on finding your missing son." I said, putting my hands behind my back in a proper manner. I have always tried to be very mannered when it came to serious situations, so of course I had to be proper and kind to Mrs. Nelson. "Thanks, sweetie. I appreciate that." Mrs. Nelson replied. Smiled widely.

Then Mr. Nelson came into the room and shook all mine, my Mom's, and My dad's hand. "It's a real nice thing for you guys to come here, we really appreciate it." Mr. Nelson said, taking a brownie from the tray and eating it.

"Why of course. You guys are our neighbors, and neighbors take care of neighbors." My dad replied, putting his hand on his heart. "Thanks, Andy." Mr. Nelson replied to my dad, patting him on his shoulder.

"Well, we should head back to our apartment now. I hope you guys all have a great night, goodbye." My mom said as we all started to leave the Nelsons apartment.

We all waved goodbye and headed back to our apartment.

Once we made it I immediately went to my room and hopped on my bed, taking out my laptop and playing Roblox on it. (ω )
My parents probably went in their room and fell asleep watching TV, so I took that as a chance to sneak out and head to my... lab! My very secret lab that only I know about. Well, only my bestie, Zoey and I know about.

I opened the window in my bedroom and carefully sneaked on the fire escape. I climbed down the fire escape and started to walk to my lab. A few minutes of walking and I turned in a alleyway and looked around if there were anyone nearby. There was no one, so I took out a remote from my pocket and pressed a button on it and it made the concrete in the alleyway open up and shape into an underground entrance.

I smirked and climbed down the ladder that lead underground and into my lab. I hopped off the ladder once I was fully in my lab. I then turned on the lights and sat on a egg chair, sighing loudly. It was 10 o' clock and I needed something to do to pass time, so I obviously decided to finish this invention I was making.

It was my motorbikes of course! I have been working on them for a while and I was super excited to get to try and finally finish them. There were only two. One for me, and for Zoey, because I am very thoughtful. Hehe. They were a sparkly, midnight blue color and had two big, holographic wheels. You must be thinking how on earth do I get the parts for this kind of stuff. Well, 1. I make most of the parts, and 2. My parent's money (❛✿)

You see. My parents are incredibly rich, and spoil me a lot, so money money money, baby! My Mom works as a lawyer, so that's where we mostly get our money from. Oh, but my dad is a firefighter, so he makes big bucks as well! So, yeah. But does all this money make me a brat? no. I may get spoiled, but I'm not no Veruca Salt.

But anyways. I continue to build my motorbikes while also listening to some music from my speakers, cuz my not? >▽<

I finally finish the motorbikes and wipe sweat from my forehead. I don't ever mind getting my hands dirty, still I use gloves and wash my hands after building something, but that doesn't mean I hate getting my hands actually messy. Because how else am I gonna get things done?

I am not a pu$$y cat.

I then roll the motorbikes into the garage that was in my lab and leave them there. It was perfect. These beauties were absolutely amazing. But I guess it's time to head back home.

So I climb up the ladder and close up my lab entrance and start heading back to my apartment.

Well, that's the end of that chapter. Hope you liked it! I'm trying to figure out some chapter ideas and when Veela will meet Donnie, so yeah.
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