Chapter 4: A Wake Up Call

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        Nikola walked along the hallway next to Ember as casually as she could, trying hard to be nonchalant. Ember had a very evil grin on her face that refused to be suppressed, and Nikola had a playful smirk to compliment it as they approached Xander’s room. As they came to a halt to stand outside it, Ember removed a bobby pin from her hair as she leaned over the doorknob. Nikola quickly grabbed her by the shoulder and moved her out of the way as she took her place.

    “Let’s try this.”

She tapped quietly on the door and simultaneously said: “Shave and a haircut, two bits.”

    No answer. Nikola then took the doorknob and quietly turned it, and silently opened the door.

           Ember and Nikola crept into the dark room, and found Xander crashed out on his bed huddled under the blankets. Ember grasped the corner of the comforter draping over the foot of the bed while Nikola slinked over to the light switch and held up three fingers. One by one they dropped into a closed fist. And when the last one was balled into her fist, she flicked on the lights, and Ember yanked off the blankets, all while yelling: “DUDE THERE’S A SPIDER!”

      Upon hearing the word “spider,” Xander shot up, and stood up, terrified of the nonexistent arachnid.

                 “RAETAP WHERE IS IT? SWEET NEV, KEEP THE THING AWAY FROM ME!” He shrieked.

 “Ah great, you’re up, well, c’mon, the girl’s up, and we need you to try to cook something. Now go get Elm and we’ll wait for Mikayla, now change out of your Pikachu jammies and get a move on. We needn’t trouble the guest.” Ember said after she managed to stop laughing.

      Xander gave the two his best “Do I necuven look impressed?” face.  Ember grinned at him and the girls sauntered out leaving him standing on his bed, still traumatized from his rude awakening. Xander got over it, eventually.

             When it came to getting dressed, the majority of what he wore looked fairly similar anyway, so he’d just throw on whatever he grabbed first. Luckily, as he was almost incapable of owning clothing outside the colors of white, grey, black, or colors dark enough to where they were a step away from being black, this caused very little problems. Xander, however, was always cautious and constantly checked the mirror to make sure he didn’t look like an idiot, for fear of Elm giving him the “You have brought only dishonor and shame to your family” look. Metaphorical family or not, Elm could be brutal. As he glanced in the mirror, he saw that today it was a shirt depicting a raven saying “Nevermore.” and some jeans, this was not horrible, so it would suffice.   

                   He left his room, walked to Elm’s door at the beginning of the hallway, and knocked. Elm opened the door, and glared at him for half a minute.

        “Look me in the eyes and tell me it was necessary to scream about a spider that wasn’t there.” He finally said.

                   “Dude. I had just been woken up, and told there was a necuven spider, in my room. Do you think I’m not gonna panic?” Xander snarked.

   “Well then, excuuuuse me. I didn’t realize that non-existent spiders were your worst nightmare even though you own a Cigarette Lighter From Hell that you have used to straight up murder monsters.” Elm quipped.

         “Y’know Elm, did it ever occur to you that my parents don’t know about that and there might be a reason for that?” Xander asked.

    “Yeah, why do you think I said it that loudly?” Elm answered, with a sloppy and evil grin on his face.

         “You suck.”

  “No, I inhale intensely. According to David at least.” Elm deadpanned.

                 They walked down to the main room to join the girls, still bickering and insulting each other, as they did almost every morning.

        “Took you long enough! Did you guys stop and talk about girls while you were getting ready?” Ember teased.

                 “No, actually, we argued about nonexistent spiders and cigarette lighters that emerged from the depths of hell.” Elm responded to his sister.

         “Fascinating. While I would take delight in entertaining thoughts about how that argument went, there is a child who needs breakfast along with many other residents.  So you two are going to make breakfast.” Nikola interjected.

     “Ugh, fine.” Xander sighed as Nikola shooed them into a kitchen.  

 “He doesn’t look happy.” Kat remarked.

   “He just doesn’t like it when we order them around. But it’s probably better us than Mikayla,” Ember said.  

       A shouting noise was heard from the kitchen.  

 “NECUVEN RAETAP SHE’S HERE! DEAR XEAD, IT’S ALIVE!”

         “Calm yourself, I don’t look that bad,  I think  look kind of cute today actually.” an indignant voice replied. Mikayla walked into the room, grabbed a random chair, and dragged it over to the coffee table.

      “So, besides Elm and Xander pretending to be clever, what else is the same.” Mikayla asked.

                 Nikola making squawking noises to wake people up and falling over in less than five minutes, Xander and Elm arguing over things including the C.L.O.D. and nonexistent spiders.” Ember said.

            “So the only difference is that we have the spawn of Samuel here?” Mikayla asked.

“Basically.” Nikola answered.  

                “YO, WE GOT ENOUGH STUFF FOR LIKE FORTY PANCAKES; THAT GOOD?” Elm shouted.

Mikayla looked at Kat. Kat nodded, and Mikayla yelled back: “YEAH DUDE, HURRY UP!”

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