SMOSH EXPEDITION: The Rainbow Lollipop (Book Five)

Chapter Two - Missing You

Anthong Padodo

   Ian and I reunited at the center, "So, how's your night going?" He asked

"I'm not feeling like myself today, maybe because Miel's not here." I frowned.

"Go to her, my child." He smiled, gesturing me to go squeezing my shoulder, "Go and have fun. I'll probably go to Pam's right after I have me a big meal."

"See ya tomorrow, Ian." I waved goodbye before leaving.

   I went out of the museum, twirling my car keys around my finger while walking to my car, whistling some off-key tunes I could think of. The night was cold, but my coat was enough to keep me warm and the thought of spending the night with Miel was enough to keep me ecstatic and ignore the cold.

Before leaving, I texted her saying that I'd swing by her place and spend the night there, and so I could nurse her back to health, like she did to me the time when a lightsaber almost sliced my back open. Looking back makes me feel glad that we took on the job, or else I wouldn't have met her in the first place and I'd still be in my room digging in a huge tub of Ben & Jerry's ice cream confused about what I should do with my life.

Enough of that though.

A few minutes of driving later, I stopped by her apartment which was a few blocks from my own, bringing with me a bag filled with snacks I bought from the nearby store. I went into the elevator and went six stories up, where Miel's apartment was.

   When I finally reached her door, I fixed my necktie and cleared my throat, feeling like a classy gentleman. I knocked on her door, "Hello? Is this the house of the lovely Ms. Miel Bredouw Ackerman? You have a special delivery." I said in the deepest voice I could ever produce.

   But there was no answer, I didn't even hear any signs of footsteps approaching the door.

"Miel?" I knocked again, "It's Anthony."

Still no answer.

"I guess that means I'll let myself in." I took out my car keys and with those was a small key, it was a spare of Miel's house keys that she entrusted me with. I pushed the door open and saw that the lights in the living room were on, and so was the TV, "Miel? Where are you?" I chuckled, "Are we playing hide and seek again?"

   Miel would always do that to me, and often catches me off guard. She tend to hide for a quick while then jump from places I'd least expect.

Only the noise from the TV was heard playing Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade. I slowly treaded towards the living room and grabbed the nearest pillow on the sofa, arming myself.

   Then I advanced towards the kitchen, "Oh, are you in-" I jumped out, "-here?!" I yelled, but there was no one in the kitchen. On her dinner table were a bunch of old books and an ancient scroll beside it.

   I scoffed, "Planning another expedition, are we?" I said, hoping that Miel would hear me wherever she was hiding. I approached the table to have a little peek of what she's been planning, reaching for the scroll and unrolling it. The dust from the paper spread out in a form of smoke, making me sneeze.

   It was an image a rather familiar object that was made of a rainbow-colored candy that was wrapped around a stick until it formed a kind of candy that most people would easily recognize. And below it was a text: