Flames Of Chaos

Setting the fireplace- Ch. 0

Mayhem is in hospital.

This is the information I received from dad's rushed phonecall at 9am on a Saturday. Mayhem developed an infection in his recently acquired broken arm and, as a result is in hospital for an unknown period of time.

"Dad, it's time to come home."
"If that's what you want Anarchy, I'll book the ticket immediately."

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Plane from London Heathrow to San Francisco International airport is ready for boarding, please make your way to terminal four.

There are two types of people in airports: those who immediately rush to the terminal as if the plane will leave in five minutes, and then those who wait until the last possible moment- because the plane surely won't leave without them.

I myself are neither, thanks to my awesome dad, a first class seat has my name on it.
By now I'm already half way through security having successfully boarded the hound and the pussy cat. Secured in the luggage compartment are my little darlings, consisting of my half German shepherd/half wolf Apollo, and my half black/ half ginger tabby (black with orange stripes) Pluto.

Once I'm sat comfortably in my seat, I physically relax knowing everything has been taken care of. It seems dad was able to get all my belongings flown over with me, including the pets, all my clothes, my Land rover, and my Harley Davidson.

By the time we take off, the time is 9pm on Saturday. In just twelve hours I had to pack up my life and move across the world.

It's time to go back home.

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Let me know what you think, bye darlings!