Sort Of(Completed)

I Stop A Family Feud(Sort Of)

I knew I was probably going to get smashed by a tree if I didn't do something.

"H-hey!" I yelled, as loudly as possible. Heather and Farlo turned to look at me, their heated argument paused. "Um, a-are y-y-you t-trying to k-kill m-me!" The two were silent, and they immediately turned and started screaming at each other again. I feel so frickin' special. I rolled my eyes, and looked around for something to distract them.

I found my old branch I used to fight Farlo with, leaning against a rock. Doing the only thing I could do, I raised it in the air above my head, and brought it down hard on the hard rock.

It snapped predictably, and the sharp point nearly hit my head. And sounded like a whip. Farlo and Heather's screams stopped, and they looked at me again.

"M-make m-m-me s-speak!" I yelled to Farlo, pointing what little left of what I had of my stick at him. Farlo snorted. "Um, why should I?" Heather stared daggers at her father. "Do it. She deserves a word. Even if I don't." Farlo pursed his lips, and then snapped his fingers. My throat felt weird. Ich.

"Testing? Okay okay. So, let me get this straight." I pointed my stick at him. "You, are being an over protective father." "You-" back to Heather. "Are a rebellious teenager. Sort of. Overall, both of you are having troubles. So, let me say something." I took a deep breath.

"Whatever your problem is, you can do it somewhere else. I would like to have ,my town be a little, oh, I don't know, alive, because believe it or not, people live here. So, you-" I turned to Heather. "Need to calm down, and not yell at your father so much. He loves you. Be happy, for Lord's sake. And you-" I looked back at Farlo.

"Stop holding a fricken grudge on dead people. I get it, they were awful, you and Heather never should've been treated that way, but guess what? They are dead. Which means you should never take it out on innocent people."

I took a deep breath, and then I let out my anger. "Now make up and leave our town alone!" I was panting, and dropped my stick like a mic. "Done. All done." I felt my throat going back to normal. The spell wore off.

Farlo and Heather stared at me, with both shock and admiration. Farlo sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, and Heather became interested with the ground. I felt a little awkward, but hey, at least I stopped all the boom boom destroying stuff.

Farlo and Heather quickly looked at each other. Farlo rubbed his arm. "Uh...I'm sorry I am destroying the town out of vengeance." Heather bit her lip. "Sorry for yelling at you."

I was still standing there after the awkward apology. And then I sighed. "P-please f-f-fix my t-town." Heather and her father's eyes met, and they then both looked down. Finally, Heather nodded, and Farlo nodded back. Farlo then turned back to me, and I saw some sadness in his eyes.

"I respect your bravery, and your wishes, Carol Hollins. To come all this way, just for your town, and for your friends. I can turn this town back to normal, and I can return you and your friends safely. I just ask you one thing."

Farlo twisted his hands. "Heather and I can't pass on until Heather's grave is connected with her mother's." It was almost like they rehearsed it. Heather plucked a daisy out of the soft earth, and placed it gently in my hands. She smiled warmly.

"Thank you Cricket. This is all I ask. And thank you for..." Heather tapped her chin. "Yelling at us." I smiled, a genuine one. "O-okay."

Farlo pulled out the book, the one he'd taken from me. He opened to the right page. Farlo cleared his throat, and then began reading:

Go away to save your might
Rid the curse of your blight
One was saught to get revenge
And one to stop and avenge

I watched as light of the sun began painting the earth with beautiful images. I saw the forest slowly coming back to normal, the gnarled and evil tree beginning to turn back to, well, trees. I couldn't see the town, but I assume it was starting to repair itself.

Farlo and Heather turned back to me, seeming to glow brighter. "Thank you." I didn't know which said it. The two began to glow, and become transparent.

Farlo's book slipped from his hand, and landed to the ground with a thud. I ran to it, picking it up. Before I could say(technically stutter) anything, Farlo shook his head. "No. Keep it. After all, it's just a book. Don't try any weird spells." I shook my head, smiling.

I found my body lifting in the air. I was going back home.