Stars Forever Falling

Chapter 7: KNOCK KNOCK

"You don't seriously expect me to climb up that, do you?" Velvet sneered as the duo stood in the middle of a tiny alley, looking up a rather rickety fire escape.

"Well- you're taller, so you can reach it better if I give you a boost. Unless you'd rather give me one?" Veneer rolled his eyes and parked the suit case.

"Our height will be the same regardless of who gives who a boost dumbarse." She commented as she turned up her hands in confusion.

"Whatever! We're in a rush! Just come here." He responded as he cupped his hands together, resting them on one bent knee. She tilted her head from side to side and repeated what he said in an irritated high voice to mock him. She then boosted herself up from his knee as he sprung up, and she dived onto the lower platform, pulling the lever to let the stairs down for him. After all, there was no way they were getting in through the front door, especially unnoticed, and so they allowed themselves to bicker out of frustration for the inconvenience. The building they were sneaking into was a home to many well known Rageons, those known mainly through their work on TV, the tower sat slanted on a mountain level just below the V's recently evicted home, so it was a breath of fresh air to not have to run away from any paparazzi as time went on.

The twins travelled up higher and higher up the fire escape stairs, trying their best not to make much noise despite their footsteps clonking on the metal grated steps, the sound reminded them all too well of the big house. Every floor they passed by had a large window with faceted panelling, and eventually, they reached one in particular that was left open a jar. Veneer slipped his hand under and twisted his hand to reach the small sash-lock that was keeping the open panel locked in this position before lifting up the stile. Clambering inside before turning back to his sister and signalling her to keep quiet and to come in. Across the hall was a singular door that led to a large apartment, surrounded by the finest wallpaper and design.

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Kid Ritz was the rageon behind the Bop on Top, or rather the sole interviewer, presenter, and producer behind the whole operation, you had to be a complete space cadet to not know who he was, he was practically everywhere, always jumping on the bandwagon of the latest of rageon news, specialising in the music industry. If only he had some warning of today's hot mess walking towards his door.

He sat cozied up by himself on his couch, burying himself in fuzzy blankets and digging into possibly the most sugary cereal going, flipping through the channels mindlessly as it hadn't been long since he had woken up. His long hair was tied back into a shambolic top ponytail so that it was out of his face while he ate. And both his eyes were visible. His phone started buzzing, and he ignored it, being his day off from his usual showboating out, but what he couldn't ignore was the live reports of sightings of Velvet and Veneer running through town, the huge flatscreen TV displayed blurred images of the twins as they were now in terrible quality. What was to follow was an official statement from Rock Bottom Rehabilitation Centre for troubled Young Rageons was rather rushed as the news of their presence had beat them to it. Ritz almost choked on his spoon as he watched in disbelief, to think he had pushed them to the back of his mind since they got put away and there they were-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Ritz' train of thought derailed as he heard frantic knocking on his apartment door. He found it odd that someone was knocking. Usually, his receptionist would buzz up to him to alert him of a visitor, but no such buzz had come. He groaned as he put his bowl down and undid his hair, letting it fall back over his eye, dressed in his pj's he unlocked the door and opened it wide, not minding his appearance as he assumed it was one of the building staff he knew well.

"Hiya Ritzy!" Veneer beamed as he stood before him, holding his arms out as if he was expecting an embrace, Velvet stood behind him with a confused and seemingly offended expression.

Ritz's pupils shrunk at the sight of them and immediately yelled in a panic, 'did they just teleport from my TV!?' He thought as he quickly slammed the door in their face, and put the chain on.

Veneer shrunk back before attempting to shove himself into the door to stop him from locking it, leaving an open crack between them as both men pushed against the hard surface.
"Wait! Please! We need your help!" Veneer called out to him in a struggle, Velvet simply put her hands up and stood back not wanting to get involved in whatever this had suddenly turned into. 'So much for being quiet' She thought.

"NUH UH! NO WAY! I'm not getting myself mixed up in your messes again! You can forget it!" Ritz fired back as he suddenly came to life and frantically reached for the phone to call the building security.

"Hey we're messes but at least we're hot ones." Velvet said unamused with her arms folded against her chest.

"You are NOT helping!" Veneer growled back at her as he almost fell back from the force of the door finally being locked in his face. He pounded his fist on the door and shouted through to him. "Ritz please! You said that if I ever needed a place to go, I could come here. You promised me."

"That was before i found out you and your psycho sister loved torturing little creatures! Please don't make this any harder on yourself, Veneer, just go!" He said, getting tangled up in the phone cord. He had one foot on the ground and another lifting up the handle on the door even though it was locked in every way. His body had become twisted with the coils from his panic.

Veneer sighed and calmed down from banging on the door. Meanwhile, Velvet was just about fed up with the back and forth and was raring up to force herself in. "We- don't love torturing Ritz- we loved the result we got from it and we've learnt from then. We don't have anywhere else to go, I'm...I'm calling in a favour." Veneer said, and all movement from inside seemed to cease.

"That's doesn't matter now." Was all that came from inside.

Veneer rest his hands up against the door and closed his eyes, resting his forehead against it after. "It did once. I helped you get your dream interview. And in return you said you owed me a favour. Well, I am asking you, begging you, to please, let us in. We were friends once, right?"

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Evening Guuuuys, hope you enjoyed, I know this chapter is a little short but don't worry more will be following very shortly! Lemme know what ya'll think, will Kid Ritz let them in? Stay tuuuuuned!