Freak Week Chapter 3: The Menace

The Menace

Dear Disaster Diary,

Welcome to my transcription of the transpiring tragedies.

(That alliteration is not one of said tragedies. It's a masterful piece of literary art. C'mon, disagree. I dare you, Disaster Diary.)

I'm fully aware that, as I have not updated you yet, you are, I suppose, entitled to a brief summary of events since my last entry. A very brief summary as I am on a word count here (seriously, if I include more than approximately 1500 words per entry to you, I'll run out of space... we're on borrowed time, DRD. I did the math. Well, I had Banana do the math. I don't do math.)

Crush, Marmie, Banana, Harry, Mr. Kevin, and I tried to make a run for it. Long story short, we failed, but I did find out that Harry is actually a huge softie.

Crush tried to save me from a bass drum, and I almost confessed my love for him, but fortunately we were both knocked out and saved by Marmie and Banana. If he remembers what I said I'm doomed, Disaster-D, and I'll have to change your name yet again to something even dourer. (Hmmm, Doomed Dour Disastrously Detailed Diary, perhaps?) (Nah, too much. I'll think about it.)

Crush's sister walked in on us with snacks and supplies because she'll be staying the week to look after her brother (she's so sweet) (*Scoffs*).

Random fun fact, alliteration has a cousin named Sibilance, which is remarkably similar to alliteration because it's essentially a long string of words that all have the 's' sound in it. It's used to make the reader pause and foreshadow something menacing.

Now, did you notice how many words had 's' in them when I introduced La' Amour? That girl is bad news. She's notorious for getting in the way of all her brother's love interests, and is the number 1 reason he's still single. Now, that's not a problem when she's keeping other girls away from him, but when I've got a crush on Crush, she's got a problem, and I've got a problem with her problem. I'm sure she knows because she's been giving me strange looks from the moment she's arrived. Looks Marmie and Banana haven't been getting.

Maybe it's today's freakishly fun fair (the weather has been completely unpredictable. Sunny sunshine one second, a full-on gale the next. And that's just the sky. Stone gargoyles, lions, buttery butterflies, silly snakes, running roses, all sorts of things are coming out of the ground, and it's making everybody more nervous and unpredictable than usual, but Harry and Amour have been largely unaffected) but I'm determined to get to know Crush on a more personal level while I'm stuck in the basement with him.

I'm going to go talk to Marmie and Banana.

It's time for a team meeting.

Lace closed her diary and stalked over to where Marmie and Banana were discussing the pros and cons of being a vampire versus being a werewolf.

On her way there, she was intercepted by Crush. He appeared out of the shadows, and, tossing his blue hair back, he asked "Hey, are you busy?"

Lace's heart melted into a puddle and she tried to keep herself from drooling.

"I'm never too busy to talk to you," she murmured. She was vaguely aware of Amour glowering in the background.

Crush smiled, "I'm glad to hear that, Lace Heavensmall." And Lace's muddled emotions mixed up even more as she silently screamed.

"So, um, about yesterday," he began as Lace's heart hammered in her chest "I kind of messed up, and I'd like to make it up to you." Lace had no idea what he was talking about, but he was talking to her, and that was all that mattered. "W-would you like to" his normally confident demeanor faltered for a moment as he prepared to put his heart out for Lace's inspection. Was he going to ask her out? Was he? WAS HE? Lace hoped she could remain calm as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest and go through the roof. "Go on a-" Amour interrupted before he could finish his question.