Bound to you. (a Peddie story)

Goth Pixie

A/N – So sorry but looks like you are gunna have to read another chapter today, sorry bout that :D Enjoy…

Patricia’s POV

Do you know how hard it is to get egg out of your hair? Let me put it this way, very hard. I was in the bathroom for an hour, washed my hair 8 times and have only just managed to get the last bit of yolk out of my auburn locks after brushing them. It was worth it though, even if we had to spend an hour cleaning the kitchen. We still need to made Alfie’s cake though, his birthday is tomorrow, though something tells me that whatever Amber just exited his room from telling him, had put him out of a party mood.

I was currently stood in the newly cleaned kitchen, alone, until a tearstained Alfie joined me. “You okay?” I asked concerned.

“Looks like my birthday party is a join going away party for Amber.” He told me, another tear escaping his eyes. She must have gotten the place at that stupid fashion school for dumb blondes, or even brunettes I suppose, possibly redheads too.

“I know it must feel crap but it’s an amazing opportunity for Amber.”

“yeah, that’s why I told her to go.” Ah, no wonder he’s upset.

“At least with Amber gone you can make a pass at the new ditzy redhead.” I joked, luckily earning a laugh from Alfie, who was no longer crying.

“Not for a while yet, It’ll take a while to get over Amber.”

“Well, I’m always here for you.” I told him, hugging him quickly… and awkwardly.

“What did having a baby do to you?” he asked moving away from me, making an X with his fingers as if to warn off demons. He ended up in a ball on the ground. “Stay away from me, don’t eat my soul.”

“ha ha, very funny Alfie, I guess I will go back to being mean again.” He sprung to his feet.

“I’m sorry, welcome to earth, stay as long as you like.” He shook my hand.

“Too late, mean Patricia’s back.” I told him, grabbing the jug of orange juice off of the counter and pouring it on him. “Nice to see you again Alfie.”

“Trixie the Goth Pixie is back everybody, stay out of her way.” He shouted, leaving the room. At least he had cheered up now.

Jerome then came into the room, stopping in the doorway when he saw me. “I heard the Goth Pixie was back, is it safe to enter?”  he asked me, I gave him a sarcastic smile in return. “I know I have no proof but I’m pretty sure you are a witch little sister. I have my reasons to be afraid.”

“Yep, I’m a witch.” I replied. “I used my witchy powers to rip the head off of your Barbie doll when you were six.”

“That was you!” she shouted, pointing at me. “And it was an action figure.” He said, trying to act cool, not with much luck.

“It was a Barbie, you stole it from Piper, remember?”

“Goth Pixie.” He remarked, and with that he left the room.

 Maybe I was a witch, or a Goth Pixie. It wouldn’t surprise me.

A/N - how would you guys feel if i introduced a new character? one to take amber's place, she would be totally made up in my head, i just don't really think KT fits into my story at the moment. The story would still be based around Peddie though - obviously. You guys cool with that?