Raining Sunshine: Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs {Flint x OC} [Rewrite]

Chapter 1

~BELLA P.O.V

After getting to the island, we were greeted by the mayor, who had a warm, but fake smile on his face. "Hello Weather Girl, Camera Man, and..." he trailed off, glancing over at me.

"Uh, Bella Deirdre," I introduced myself.

"And Deirdre, welcome to Swallow Falls. The unveiling will be happening in under fifteen minutes, so you'll have enough time to get ready or look around town," the Mayor informed us.

"Thank you so much for having us," Sam thanked him.

"Yeah, yeah. Now, I have to rehearse my speech. I'll see you all there," he brushed off, walking away.

"He seems... Nice," Sam hesitantly mumbled after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah... You can say that again," I agreed. "How about you and Manny get everything ready for the unveiling while I go find some water or... Edible Sardines,"

"Good idea," Sam nodded. "I might need some water before we go on air,"

"Right, see you soon," I waved before I walked down the street. But as I looked around for a nice shop, nothing seemed to catch my eye.

After about five minutes of walking, I headed to one of the townsfolk. "Uh, excuse me?"

They turned around to face me with a polite smile. "Yes, can I help you?"

"Sorry to bother you. But do you know where I could find some water and/or sardines?" I asked.

"You can find some pretty alright Sardines at Tim's Sardine, Bait, and Tackle. For Sardine's sake anyway. The prices are cheap too," they informed me. "Just head down Waterfront Street, you can't miss it,"

"Thank you, have a good day," I smiled, heading down the street toward the shop.

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~THIRD PERSON P.O.V

In a TV commercial, a cartoon baby walked with a wagon of sardines. "Look out, Baby Brent!" the kids cry out, but they were too late since the wagon fell over thanks to a log.

"Uh-oh!" Baby Brent cried.

"Baby Brent Sardines,"

"Hand-packed in Swallow Fall--"

The crude animation of the commercial freezes and the Mayor walks in front of the frozen image. "As your mayor, I know it's time to put our sardine canning past behind us. And look to the future: Sardine Tourism!"

He was replaced by a cheesy graphic of the word 'TOURISM!' over four different crappy shots of the town.

The Mayor walked in front of a tarp-covered building.

"That's why without consulting anyone, I spent the entire town budget on the thing that is under this tarp. Which I will be unveiling today at nooon!"

As he continued to speak from the TV inside the Tackle Shop, Flint watched the commercial as he stacked Baby Brent Sardine cans listlessly. Since he was working, he wasn't wearing his lab coat.

Behind him, a couple of the town folk were sitting at the table, eating Sardines while watching the TV.

The door to the shop opened and Bella walked inside, heading around to find some water.

On the TV, another cheesy graphic of the word 'NOON!' appeared on the screen. "Featuring a live appearance by Baby Brent himself--!"

Flint grabbed the remote next to him to turn off the TV. He sighed, stacking the last can.