Angel with a shotgun...

To put this short I got stupid and took angel with a shotgun off of wattpad because of a writers block! SOOOOOO SORRRRY but its back, please don't kill me!

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I woke up that morning feeling refreshed but not Obsessed, Well heck, I was a little jumpy with happiness of course but I wasn't gonna' be controling and all "Who painted thow roses red?!!! OFF WITH YO' HEAD!!!!!".

No just the oppisite, I, ( As in me, The now 16 year old Rose Que) Am letting my FAMILY plan the Sweet And Sour 16 th Birthday party For me and my best friend, Wyatt Chife.

I call girls sixteenth birthday party Sweet while the boys are Sour, Put them together and you get a Sweet & Sour Birthday party!!!!

So I woke up That Morning doing the same thing I always do.

Go pee, Curl hair, Get dressed, And feed the goldfish. Every thing was normal, Completely and peacefully normal... Until my dog, Chase, Walked in.

"Finally your up!!!!" The old dog grumped, his voice tired and old sounding. I looked down at the dog Completely shocked and Ran to my bed and hid under the covers.

Maybe he won't see me If I can't see him! Wait, this is the dog I've known since I was two, I don't think He'll be that bad. BUT WHY IS HE TALKING????????????????

Slowly I rise the covers over my head to find Chase right next to me,

"Don't tell me you can talk right?" I whisper a Little werry Of what he would do or say... But he just wagged his old tail and barked. I let out a huff of air a bit too soon.

"Uhhh Duh Stupid I can Talk, and Yo! Gotta' Take A Piss!!! I'm Hungry too!!!! Add that Viagra your dad has, the french poodle next door is back!!!" I Froze, My dads What?? Shaking, I ran out of the room screaming, That was not normal!!! Dogs dont talk, They just Sit, Breath, Poop, And-

I was hit some thing hard and it knocked me off the ground. All I could see were white.... hooves?

"Finally your up, dear would like pancakes or waffles for breakfast?" The house maid said in her Scottish accent, Just the white haired, pale woman, wasn't the one talking... The thing replacing the beautiful woman, was a Unicorn...

"AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed as My parents walked in... With... WINGS?????????

My mom had beautiful ranibow sparkley wings, as she hovered 'bout a foot over the ground. My dad Hovering A bit over A foot over the ground, With huge White wings that had Lightlings bolts on them.

"Oh honey dear, Why are you on the floor?" Mom says to me, pulling me back up off the ground.

"Ok this is some kind of prank right? Like my dog didn't ACTAULLY talk to me this morning? The house maid Isn't A Unicorn? And you two aren't really hovering over the air with wings?" I say with hope that my parents wouldn't do what they do best... Shut me out and not tell me...

their faces held so much shock it wasn't even funny. So when My bag was given to me and I was pushed out the door, I realized they would do what they do best.

Let me wonder.

Mom And Dads P.O.V

"Somethings going on up their darling, I know it! She wasn't supposed to be chosen remember?" Unique said freaking out, We had had A very hard time finding she wasn't going to be turned when she was a baby. We had embrassed the fact that she would be normal, Unique always tried to sneak in a magical fairy tale for Rose though. But in the end, Fairy tales were all they were to her.