The Door on a Beach [EDITING]

Chapter 6: Acid

Boo

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"Whoa, I wonder where he came from." Sullivan commented eyes still gazing at the dark screen.

"The door, he came from the door." Boo was losing her patience with him but she knew that she couldn't freak out on him again, they had already lost so much time.

He stated flatly as though it were the most obvious thing in the world."He's a monster."

Boo only rolled her eyes. "He's a dog."

Sullivan cocked his head, eyes now on the overall laced girl. "That's a weird dog."

"No kidding. I wonder where they are now." Boo made to look out the window but it was dark. Not the sky as it was still midday but the streets. Every single lantern light and every street light, out. She gazed up and down each building for several blocks, nearly as far as she could see, was black. There were no lights on in any apartments and no cars were running. For a split second she blamed the dog, but no. He didn't do this. She did.

Her meltdown has caused a blackout in over half the city, thankfully at the speed the monster appeared to be moving at he would be out of the blackout zone. Fortunately for him, anyways. For her all that meant was more walking. She looked down but Mike's car was gone. No doubt at Celia's house, or at their date space.

She hurled herself into the hallway and began running towards the stairs. Sullivan only shouted from the door frame. "Boo."

She skidded to a stop turning her whole body to face him from the top stair. "What?"

"I've never heard you yell like that." He chuckled.

Boo resisted the urge to run back just to strangle him. She spun back around, bolting down the stairs.

"I'll stay here in case Mike comes back!" He called, his voice barely reaching her because she was running out the building.

She ran as fast as her legs would carry her, making her wish she worked out more. She made a mental note to start going on a daily jog down by the beach even though she knew she would never get around to it. Half an hour had passed by the time she arrived at the general scene of the crime. She slowed her pace to inspect the damage.

There had been a lot of vandalism and garbage covering the streets so far but this was above and beyond what she had ever seen. Perhaps it was because this was a business district, full of shops and restaurants or because there was more stuff to trash here but this place looked like a warzone.

Mike had saved the newspaper clippings from 15 years ago and they hung on his wall. Framed and everything. 'KID SIGHTING AT SUSHI BAR' was the head line. She was on the cover of a newspaper, not just any newspaper but the Monstropolis Horn. 'Child Feared Loose in City'. The headlines were all she could think of now. This is what it had been like when she had toddled through. She suspected this was worse than a rampaging three year old.

Garbage cans were knocked over, newspaper dispensers torn out of the ground and thrown haphazardly; shattering glass. There were holes in walls and dents in bricks. The streets were void of monsters going to or from anywhere.

Boo walked down the empty street, shivering. Not from the cold but from loneliness. She never liked the airless feeling of abandonment.

"Ow!" She shrieked, overhead street light flickering with emotion. She lifted her foot to see a hole right through her converse shoe. For a moment she had to think whether not she put on socks this morning until she saw the bit of fabric poking out of the hole. The substance had burned through her sock, leaving a blistering burn on the heel of her foot. Putting her foot down, careful to only stand on her toes, she inspected the ground. After a brief moment she spotted a similar hole in the sidewalk, lined with a thin green goop. Daring not to touch it, she leaned down to get a closer look and, on inspection, realized it was acid. Wrinkling her nose she straightened her back, continuing along being careful of where she stepped, ignoring the pain in her foot.

When she reached a idle-car sprinkled intersection she looked around, deciding which direction to go in. Forward the lights were out or flickering, as were for the past block of her walking. To her right to see a fully lit road and left where the lights flickered but only a small amount were burnt out. Possibly from natural causes.

Her eyes lingered to the right when the lights flickered so strong she thought that they might go right out.

"That way." She murmured as she set off running, careful to stay on her toes.

Soon enough she approached the restaurant her three year old self had terrorized. The lights clicked on and off. She pulled open the bright red door wandering into the expensive restaurant.

Few monsters remained seated at their fancy wooden tables but most evidently left in a panic. Glancing around, she spotted a green beach ball who hid his head behind a menu, clearly embarrassed that this had happened once again on their date here. He sat directly across from a purple monster whose snakes hissed at him, glowering at Mike from atop the girls head. Boo glared in his direction as well before shaking her head. She had work to do.

Turning herself forwards she faced the main attraction. The blue dog sat at a table reading a menu causing her to realize he wasn't a dog after all. The creature trying to order sushi wasn't even the one causing all the ruckus.

It was the girl.

The girl from school.

Lilo.

Her heart stopped and her stomach did backflips and front flips and everything in between. When her heart kicked back in it didn't just go. It went. She could hear it pounding and was afraid anyone, especially Lilo, could hear it as well.

As much as she wanted to just lose it right there and start screaming for her to go home, she couldn't. She couldn't make herself yell at her, not yet anyways. She hadn't even given her a chance but looking at her she didn't look like she needed one.

Lilo stood on one of the tables, now holey from acid and dirty from mud tracked indoors, demanded food. She pointed at the waiters as they bustled or stood in terror. She wanted ice cream and cake and a hundred other things. That's when she heard Stitch was reading her the dessert menu.

This was the enchantress that had her under her spell. The one that plagued her mind with thoughts of disease and happiness. The one whom she just wanted to be friends with. Now, now she wasn't concerned with being her friend. She didn't even care if the girl liked her. She was too busy worrying about herself and the fact that they were here.

They were in her city, disrupting her friends and suddenly Boo was overloaded with a bubbly, bursting confidence that she had never experienced. Never not once had she even thought of having this kind of power. Not even in the shadows of her self consciousness.

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A/N:

I enjoyed writing this chapter and am still trying to figure out how long to make each chapter.

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