16 Nights of Jingle

CHAPTER 3

"This is where it all begins."

10:55AM

INDOWINE, BRINCHWOOD

"Here we are, ladies! Renauvolt J. International Airport." A cheerful Fulgencio exhaled, carefully parking the vehicle in front of the crowded entrance.
  "Finally!" Amarie loudly exclaimed as she opened the door and smelled the fresh breeze.
  "I don't think I would've been able to survive another second sitting in a car." Nubia complained, "Especially with mom's 'Hot Tunes'."
   "Tell me about it!" Amarie shared, putting on her brown parka.
  Fulgencio proudly lifted the family's luggage at once, -a decision he automatically regretted- and struggled unloading it onto the bag-carrier.
 

"You need some help?" Nubia asked, seeing how much pain he had endured,
  "No. I-I'm doing just fine." A sweaty and exhausted Fulgencio grunted as he finally placed the bags down, "See! No hassle!" He answered, saying each word in a higher pitch than the last.

  He then rushed over to Leslie and handed her his business card, "Here's my number. You can call me any time. I'm literally free all the time. I'm a blank slate!" He nervously spoke up, covered in sweat and looking like a sauna wall,
  "Rico. Aren't you like twenty?" Nubia hurtfully teased as Fulgencio painfully squeezed an awkward laugh out.
  "Hey! He's my age!" Leslie exclaimed, poking Nubia's left arm, "Don't mind her, she's just teasing. I'll call you!"
  A charmed Leslie stared deeply into Fulgencio's eyes, seeing his soul through them, and vice versa.
  "O-kay! I'm shutting this right down!" Nubia outbursted, shifting herself in the middle of the pair, instantly shattering their connection.
  "Oh! Here are your plane tickets!" Fulgencio exclaimed handing Nubia the three tickets,
  "When are we boarding the plane?" Amarie excitedly asked,
  "Let me check the tickets." Leslie replied, "Oh here we go. The plane boards in fifty-five minutes from now."
  "Shouldn't we have already been on our way there, five minutes ago?" Nubia asks,
  "Shoot. You're right, we have to hurry." Leslie exclaimed, pushing the carrier into the airport.
  "Goodbye! Have safe trip!" Fulgencio exclaimed through the car's open window as he waved them goodbye.
  "Wow!" Amarie, stunned, breathes out, as the three enter Renauvolt Jackson.
  The inside of the airport was even more beautiful and spectacular than the outside. The trio rushed up the escalator and soon enough arrived at the airport's security check.
  "Before you enter the scanner, please take off any metal objects, personal accessories and shoes, and place them in the container so they can also be scanned. Please comply with these rules, I don't want to waste either of our time!" The short, sassy security guard exclaimed signaling the bunch to proceed.
  After Leslie and Nubia, Amarie went into the scanner. Her heart was racing as she walked out. Following a few seconds the alarm rang.
  "Little girl, step this way." One of the guards signalled Amarie to spread her arms and legs wide open. He wanded her whole body with his metal detector and just when it reached her pockets, it's alarm went off.
  "What's in your pockets?" The guard asked ready to tackle her,
  "Oh! It's just my Coca-cola beverage." Amarie replied, handing it to him,
  "This is not allowed inside the plane. Never do this again, do you understand?" The guard softly acclaimed throwing the beverage in the trash can,
  "Yes sir! Never again." Amarie assertively answered, nodding her head up and down, in quick motions. As she left to join her mother and sister she turned around and called the guard,
  "Sir, I don't know if anyone has ever told you this, but, your breathe really stinks. You should try chewing a whole pack of breath mints."
  "There's Gate D1!" Nubia exclaimed as the three rush over there. They arrive at Gate D1 and hand the lovely crew lady their tickets.
  "First class is this way." The lady pointed them toward their section and they followed.
  The three sat in their designated seats; Amarie in A1, Nubia in A2 and Leslie in B1.
  "So mom, when do we get our food?" Amarie asked,
  "Do you only think about food, Ama?" Nubia jokingly exclaimed.
  The announcer then annouced;

[Welcome to RedSkiesJet,
thank you for choosing to travel with us.
We'll be departing Indowine, Brinchwood
at 11:55AM,
and arrive in Wittens, Pennsylvania
at 23:59PM.
please be seated by 11:50AM,
with any and all electronic devices turned off...]

11:55AM

The plane was now departing.
  Nubia's insides were growling. She'd never been on an airplane before.
  Whilst on the way to Indowine, she'd watched a ninety minute documentary film of a plane that failed departure and instantly crashed into the ground, with only fifteen survivors and three badly injured passengers.
  A lot of thoughts were racing through her mind;
  -What if the plane crashes?-
  -What happens when one of the propellers fail, and we fall into the ocean?-
  -What if we crash into another plane?-
  Leslie saw how nervous Nubia was and held her hand through it all, and to Nubia's surprise, nothing went wrong.

21:00PM

"Excuse me! Lady! May I please have a Coke, pizza, banana bread, smoothie and a banana split." Amarie pleaded, calling the hostess,
  "Are you still hungry, because you literally finished all the food back there." The hostess replied,
  "Ama, we're almost there!" Nubia exclaimed,
  "Okay then I'll just have a coke." Amarie concluded, batting her eyelashes,
  "No!" Leslie firmly acclaimed,
  "But that security guard threw my old one in the trash." Amarie complained,
  "Okay fine." Leslie forced the words out as the hostess handed Amarie her Coke.
  Nubia put the headphones back over her ears and unpaused Stance, the one-hour limited drama series she had been binging, after figuring out how to work the remote.
  As Stance's series finale episode came to an end, Nubia slided the headphones off of her ears and looked around the space, everyone had already fallen fast asleep, everyone but her and--
  "Noobs? Noobs are you asleep yet?" Amarie whispered into the quiet and peaceful air,
  "Yes, now go to sleep." Nubia softly replied,
  "Just... promise me... something?" Amarie quietly remarked,
  "Wait are you chewing something?" Nubia asked, peeping her head to the side in order to see her sister,
  "Yeah, licorice! You want some?" Amarie excitingly replied, moving her head rhythmically with every bite she took,
  "No thanks! You like eating so much, it's not even funny." A disturbed Nubia answered, "How are you so fit?"
  "Ok stop it! That's wrong, never say that again." Amarie corrected Nubia, "But seriously. Promise me something. Promise me, you'll live life to the fullest when we arrive in Wittens."
  Nubia teared up a little and sniffled before softly replying, "I promise. Now go to sleep."
  Amarie snapped a little and presumptuously answered, "Don't tell me what to do!"
  Amarie then shut her eyes and went straight to sleep.

"Nubia! Nubia! Wake up, honey. Please wake up, now!" Leslie hurriedly exclaimed, lightly shaking Nubia's body,
  "What's going on?" Nubia asked, still half asleep,
  "Put your oxygen mask on, now! The propellers exploded and..." Leslie couldn't finish speaking as the air filled with a poisonous substance,
  Amarie slowly asked with tears streaming down her face, "Mom? What's going to happen?"
  "I don't know baby, but everything's going to be okay." Leslie replied, with a worried look on her face.
  The plane tipped onto its front and was instantly pulled down by gravity.
  "No!" Nubia shouted, as veins started popping out of her head.