My eyes fluttered open, only to be attacked by blinding white light.
My nose burned from the smell of disinfectant.
I tried to my move my hands, but my wrists were strapped down.
"You have GOT to be kidding...."I thought, tugging at the restraints.
I tugged too hard, and received a brief, but very painful, electric shock.
I seethed, biting down on my lip.
Beep...beep...beep
The heart monitor beeped away next to me, the repeting noice driving me near deaf.
I closed my eyes, and opened them again, to find my mother standing over me, a syringe in her hand.
"Mom..what are you doing with a needle?"I looked at it, my heart speeding up, and my body trembling.
"You are irrelevant. A failiure at best. You're being retired" She said, jabbing the needle into my arm.
It took me a second to realize what that meant.
"Failiure?! Retired?! No!! You can't do this!! I'm your Daughter!!" I thrashed around, getting another violent electric shock in the process
She pushed down the plunger, and I began to feel weak.
"How..could you..."My vision faded, and the last thing I heard was the droning sound of the heart monitor.
GASP!!!!!!!!!
I shot up so fast I nearly fell over.
I swallowed, looking around, panting.
"I need to stop drinking coffee before bed." I sighed, getting up.
I picked up my Invader ZIM sweatpants, and slid them on as I walked down the hallway.
"Well, now that my horrific incident of terror is over, how about some breakfast?"I asked to nobody inparticular, thinking the quote fit the moment.
I walked down the stairs, kicking a few of Benehime's cat toys on the way.
I finally made my way to the kitchen, where I instinctively started on the waffles.
"Waffles, waffles, waffles!"I sang, pouring the waffle mix into the waffle iron.
I hummed to myself as I kept a close eye on them through the clear top of the iron.
YAWWWWWNN!!
"Good morning, Carli" Sarah said, sitting down at the counter that stood in the middle of the kitchen.
"As to you"I sat a plate and the syrup down in front of her.
"Waffles again?"She whined, looking at me.
"If you want something else, then cook it on your own."I said the same thing that I said every time she complained.
She grumbled to herself, and started eating.
I don't really know how to make anything other than waffles,anyway.
"FOOD!!!!"Adam exclaimed,racing down the stairs.
"Ooh, Adam, watch out!"I couldn't warn him fast enough, so he tripped over Benehime's old scratchnig post, and did a faceplant onto the hard wood floor.
"Owwww...."He said, peeling himself off the floor.
I laughed nervously
"Who put the scratching post there?"He asked, rubbing his face.
"Oh,sorry...I moved it, and forgot to tell you...I told you to watch out."I stood up for myself, starting another set of waffles.
"HELLO!!! I CAN'T WATCH OUT!!!"He waved his hand in front of his face.
I threw a waffle at him.
He caught it in his mouth.
"See? You can watch out just fine. Now stop yelling. You're gonna wake up the others."I said,returning to my cooking.
He scowled, and plopped down on what he called 'His' couch.
"Goood morning."Zane said, scaring the living hell out of me.
"EEEEK!!!!!"I grabbed a plate, spun around, and broke it over his head.
He didn't flinch.
"Why'd you do that?"He asked, rubbing the spot on his head where the plate had hit him.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!"I yelled
"Why?"He scoffed.
"Cause you sneak up on me EVERY DAY!!"I broke another plate over his head.
".......Stop doing that."He said.
I scowled, and slapped him with a waffle.
He took it from me, and bit into it.
"Thanks"He said, walking away.
"God I hate him sometimes."I growled, finishing the rest of the waffles.
"Should I go get Benehime?"Sarah asked, handing me her plate.
"Sure."I shrugged, putting the dish in the sink.
She scamper up the stairs.
"Good morning, my friends."Oscar said in his signature Oscar Aihara accent.
"Hey, Oscar"I looked at him, not used to seeing him so....un-fancy.
He usually wore a turquoise long-sleeved shirt, jeans, boots, and a blue trench coat that I absoloutley HATED. And he always looked fancy-ish.
But seeing him in a t-shirt and sweatpants was just weird.
"Do you have the day off today?"I took a shot in the dark.
"Yes, I do. That's why I'm dressed so lazily"He confirmed my suspicions.
"Yo, yo, yo"Benehime said brightly, walking down the stairs.
Sarah followed, several scratches on her face.
"Sarah...what happened to you?"I asked, looking at her in shock.
"Benehime scratched me."Sarah glared at Benehime, who smirked.
"Well,you tried to wake me up."She replied, sitting down on the couch with Adam.
"Fuck...."Zane said, drawing our attention.
He was staring out the window.
"What's wrong?"Kacie asked, joining the party.
"We've got company."He turned to us.
A tense silence washed over the entire room like a wave.
I shoved Zane, and looked out the window.
And sure enough, walking twords our house, was none other than Zane's evil clone--
Lane Masoua.
