Erik: Time to make our friend cry....because....we're...good...people...<.<....>.>
Creep: Yes, yes we are.
LOCATION: Hawaiian Airlines
DATE: Saturday; July 7th, 2012
TIME: 12:30 PM
Creep: Mission- Destroy Phinbella and reply with a new pairing.
Erik: Sounds good so far. </b>
On an airline flight bound for Virginia from the islands of Hawaii, a little girl sat in the very middle of the cabin, slumped slightly, her arms crossed against her small, undeveloped chest
Creep: ...we're off to a good start, I'll say.
Creep: Hey, that's where I am!
Erik: I thought she was going to Danville. XD And Danville is always....sunny, yeah? XD
as she glared ahead at the back of the chair in front of her viciously, as though the chair was going to eat her if she didn't show it who was boss. Next to her; a slim, older woman appearing Asian in ethnicity, with dark hair wrapped in a small bun, paler skin, and almond shaped, dark eyes. She wore a dull purple business suit, her legs crossed as she glanced to the girl through thin rimmed glasses every so often while she wrote on a small clipboard.
Norm: Major Monogram?
The small child eventually shifted her gaze out the window, her slanted, dark brown eyes rolling in her head a bit. The sun pouring in from the airplane window made her dark, espresso colored skin a tad brighter, as well as her long, straightened, jet black hair, which was held in a large ponytail with an orange hair scrunchy with an orange flower attachment; a similar, larger orange flower was attached to a hairclip to keep her bangs from interfering with her sight. Her dark arms folded across a bright red, short sleeved shirt decorated with large, bright yellow flower patterns, which didn't match much with the rest of her attire; consisting of bright blue shorts and lime green sandals. In her mind, it all came together nicely, whether the rest of the world ever agreed with her about it or not.
Erik: So much detail! XD This better be the only normal outfit she wears or this is gonna get tiresome.
It was clear she did not want to be here; on this plane. It wasn't that she hated planes, she actually loved planes and she loved heights. She thought the idea of heights to be adventurous.
Finn: Hey, Jake...what time is it????
Jake: Adventure Time?
Finn: No...PLANE TIME!
Jake: ...but planes haven't been reinvented yet.
It was the fact her social worker sitting next to her was suddenly taking her away from her island home that ticked her off. It was a legal action that took about four days to finalize - it wasn't like the woman was kidnapping her or anything - but the girl glaring out the window didn't like any of it.
Creep: Not really my cup of tea, but it's not so bad....
Erik: So legal shit is going down...what legal shit? I didn't know this was possible. XD
In fact, she would have preferred for the woman to have kidnapped her so she could punch her, call it self-defense, and go home.
Creep: Heh, funny. =3
Seven hours; she'd been stuck on this plane taking her further away from Hawaii for seven hours straight, and was already halfway into the eighth. She hardly paid attention to where they were going. She knew she wasn't going to like it. She doubted the mainland had anything to offer that she couldn't have back in Hawaii...or even wanted in any case.
Erik: Where's your Mommy and Daddy, little girl?
Creep: What makes you think the mainland won't have stuff to offer? We got stuff....we got Phineas. >.>
Erik: We have porn. Well...I'm in California....I have porn.
Creep: We got Dan and Swampy.
Erik: Also, I doubt that woman is Stacy...I'm pretty damn sure this is in current time.
Creep: And we don't have volcano gods. >.> And Erik, I was joking about Stacy....
Erik: Instead of volcano gods, we have Satanic Zelda fans playing the Song of Storms and summoning Hurricane Sandy.
The adolescent twitched a bit when the woman next to her reached over to touch her shoulder and nudge her to gain her attention.
Woman: Did you say... "Satanic Zelda fans"? >(
With great resentment, she sent an aggravated look to her airline escort.
"Ani? We're about to land. You should buckle your seatbelt or you'll fall out of the seat." The older woman warned her before withdrawing to buckle her own seat belt.
Creep: HOORAY! WE GOT NAMES!!!!
The young Hawaiian child, Ani Kamealoha – refusing to be called anything but her birth name no matter what the circumstances -- glanced over to her with a displeased expression before looking up to the sign that blinked "Please Fasten Seatbelts".
Erik: ...So this would imply that the woman called you something that wasn't your birth name? But you were introduced as Ani...the name she called you. And why does her last name remind me of Dragon Ball Z? XD
She didn't respond and just straightened, grabbing onto the separate ends of her seat belt and snapping them together before leaning against the window solemnly again. The woman next to her sighed and leaned back a bit, sending a concerned glance to Ani for a moment before looking back to the clipboard she recovered from her lap.
"Ani, I know you're upset with me, but try to under--" The woman started, but was interrupted.
"Ms. Han, I'm not mad at you. I'm just...mad in general." Ani muttered, staring out the window to the bustling city below them.
Ani: It's part of my character; I'm basically Helga Pataki if I was raised in Hawaii.
Erik: Is it just me or does Isabella kinda...dress like her? XD
Erik: She also has a crush on an optimistic boy with a weird shaped head....XD
Creep: Well Phineas isn't boring compared to Arnold, though.
Erik: Arnold's a fucking robot....
She missed staring out the window and seeing the clear, blue-green ocean. For the last four hours, it had been the cities and towns of the mainland, and it was all just so boring and dry to look at.
Ani: o.o Where's all the water???
Of course, that wasn't what she was mad about; she could have tolerated it if this whole trip wasn't intended to be a permanent change. THAT is what Ani was angry about, even if she wasn't angry enough to take it out on the woman in charge of her well-being; she at least still called the woman by the title based on respect. The woman, Ms. Akira Han, looked a bit surprised and concerned at Ani's interruption, but she picked up her clipboard to start writing again.
Erik: ...So...I'm missing something. Again, what legal issues caused this woman to take a parentless child thousands away from her home?
Creep: Child services?
Erik: ...Thousands of miles away from her home. Did her Father beat her or something? Shit!
Creep: She has foster parents?
"I understand you're upset, Ani, but believe me, if this wasn't for the best, we wouldn't be doing this." Akira reminded her as she soon finished writing and looked back up to Ani.
Ani wanted to hit the window, her muscles tensing as she glared viciously out the window to the building down below. She didn't want to hear about how being transferred from Hawaii to some neighborhood in Virginia was a good thing,
Creep: Is Kitters one of those people who think Danville is in Virginia?
Erik: Well I know there's two Danvilles in the US that are close to a beach. One in CA and one in Virginia. But I always assumed it was the one in CA because that's where Dan and Swampy are and the weather doesn't suck.
let alone what was best for her, and she was tired of hearing Akira talk to her like she was trying to defend herself and her actions. She had had enough of the notion that being dragged away from her only home was the best idea, and just wanted to go to the cockpit and crash the plane so she wouldn't have to hear about it anymore. For that exact reason, Akira had the aisle seat.
Erik: In conclusion, Ani was responsible for 9/11 and she is why there is tighter airport security.
Creep: …..bit of a hard joke there, bro.
"I guess I still don't understand how this is 'the best thing for me'. I was doing fine back in the orphanage..."
Creep: But at least you get to see the world on the mainland....maybe find a triangle-headed boy you'll be crushing hard on...
"Ani, you were constantly getting into fights and scaring away anyone who tried to adopt you. That just isn't healthy for a young lady your age…" Akira tried for the umpteenth time to explain to her.
Erik: ...Wait...she's an orphan? Kit never said that...XD
Ani wasn't going to have any of it and just sent her another look of resentment.
"…1. Call me 'young lady' again and I'll stab you.
Creep: She's a viper.
2. You know why I was getting into those fights and scaring people off, so don't even try to float that one by me.
Creep: Or basically Bridgette if she was raised in Hawaii and had no parents.
3. You might be my social worker, but you're not my mother. Stop acting like you are." Ani grumbled in anger, and while she sounded like she was going to continue, she stopped herself.
Erik: Damn, you need some consoling, girl.
Ani: I got a knife. >( I don't need a shrink...
Akira would have normally scolded her for speaking to her with that much anger and disrespect, but she knew pressing was not going to get her anywhere, or get Ani to open up to this idea any further.
Akira: It's best to let her express her anger. =\
She simply sighed and looked to her watch, wanting to land and get this over with as soon as possible. Her eyes soon went back to the dark skinned girl beside her.
Creep: No offense, but I seriously didn't expect Ani to have dark skin. XD
Erik: For shame! She was clearly drawn with dark skin. She's black.
Erik: I mean, I'm white. My breed is supposed to be a racist bunch of pricks. What's your excuse?
"...Ani, if I don't act like your mother, you're going to get yourself into trouble; the kind of trouble you can't get yourself out of. I'm just trying to look out for you."
"Just shut up, ok?"
Erik: ...You're such a bitch, Ani. *huggle* <3
"Ani, listen, I know this is going to be a drastic change for you, but you'll adjust. Your new parents are very nice people, and the neighborhood has some very nice people in it. It's very safe, and I've heard there are plenty of children there for you to make friends with." Akira gently explained, trying to get her to calm down.
Akira: The only thing you have to worry about is alien invasions, evil robots and giant floating baby heads.
Judging by Ani's unwavering glare out the window as they approached the airport, she failed.
"Oh, well, that changes everything..." Ani muttered in a sarcastic tone before glaring over to Akira. "Look, you got two weeks to realize this was a crappy idea before I just sneak back to Hawaii myself. I just know this isn't going to turn out well, and whether you see it or not isn't my problem."
Erik: ...Sneak back to Hawaii huh? How do you plan to do that? Go skinny-dipping from Virginia to Hawaii? Or take a gun and force a pilot to take you back?
Akira huffed in a slight frustration, pushing her glasses further up the bridge of her nose once before looking down to Ani in frustration.
"It will only turn out terribly if you make it turn out terribly."
Erik: I hate that. I really do. When people just upfront and say "If your life sucks, it's all your fault. No outside sources contribute at all."
Creep: Clearly, other people are in play here in your life. >.>
Ani just seemed to grin up to her in spite, obviously planning to make things look worse than they were if it was to get her back where she thought she belonged.
"That won't be so hard then, will it?" She muttered in obvious spite before turning to glare out the window again.
Akira grunted in a growing annoyance as she brought a hand up to her face, pinching the upper bridge of her nose in aggravation despite the fact that she knew showing her growing annoyance was only giving into Ani's stubborn defiance to her intended plans. Ani had been against this move to the mainland ever since Akira had suggested it four days ago, but Ani had thought that with enough defiance, Akira would have pulled out and told the people who offered to adopt Ani that she was against the idea. Ani was very wrong, and Akira had decided that eight years of being an orphan was eight years too long, so she went ahead with it despite Ani's opinions.
Erik: ...So....why didn't they adopt someone in their own state? Sounds more...convenient.
Creep: Then it'd make no sense and Ani'd have no way of meeting Phineas and Ferb.
Erik: ...CA FTW.
And so here they both sat, one angry, the other frustrated, both not looking forward to what they thought would result in this trip. The older woman
Erik: Or Akira. Yes, I went there. I've been lenient so far. XD
overheard the flight attendant at the front inform everyone in the cabin that they were now landing, and Akira soon turned back to Ani with a concerned look.
"...Ani, at least try to give it a chance, alright?" Akira pleaded softly to the small girl next to her. "I want you to at least try to enjoy it."
Ani rolled her eyes and didn't respond to her, but despite her frustration and unwilling to leave her home island, Akira was the only adult she respected and liked,
and knew Akira was only trying to do what was best for her, even if the girl thought it was a wasted effort.
So, just for her she sighed and nodded slightly, moving away from the window to lean back in her chair and stare at the chair in front of her with a hard gaze as Akira smiled in satisfaction.
"I'm sure you'll grow to love it. Who knows, you might even make a friend or two here. The couple adopting you says the children in the neighborhood are simply wonderful; very polite and well behaved."
Creep: Who knows, indeed?
"...somehow, I doubt it." Was all Ani had to say before looking out the window to find the plane had landed at the airport. "...Where are we again?"
"Virginia, dear. Danville, to be precise."
Erik: Really bad timing with Hurricane Sandy raping the place.
Soon, everyone around them was filing out of the cabin, and Akira waited for a good chunk of the people in the cabin to leave before unbuckling her seatbelt and getting up to fetch their luggage; both of them didn't have much.
Creep: *eats popcorn*
Plus, she was dirt poor; it wasn't like she could afford anything else anyway, and Akira wasn't going to get her a birthday backpack any time soon.
Both eventually made their way off the plane and into the huge airport, soon waiting by the conveyor belt that was the airline cargo drop-off, waiting for a pet carrier. Ani had said her pet would have been fine on the plane, but the airport wouldn't let her take her pet into the cabin, despite Ani previously being told that it was ok by everyone else she had spoken to about it.
Soon enough, a pet carrier rolled by them and the sound of mild chirping indicated it was Ani's pet. She quickly grabbed it and opened up the cage, revealing a small, peeved off hummingbird resting inside. The little green feathered bird fluttered out, but did not seem pleased to have been trapped in a cage for seven and a half hours.
Erik: Wonder if a humming bird could survive in the cold dark hell over there...
Creep: It'll be fine...XD
Ani just rolled her eyes.
"Nice to see you, too." She muttered as she followed Akira after putting the pet carrier back onto the conveyor belt, not really knowing where else to put it.
The hummingbird seemed to chirp a bit in slight annoyance before perching herself on her master's shoulder, stretching her wings and muscles after being trapped in that crate for so long. Ani rolled her eyes again as she followed Akira to the metal detector just a little bit away from the exit to the airport.
Erik: Kitters never told us she had a pet. XD
"Hey, don't give me that, Halia. I told them I was told I could bring you in the cabin, but airport security decided to be a bi--"
Erik: tch. Aahhh...that felt so satisfying.
Creep: Gotta love that P&F humor...
Erik: Idk, but I wanna see Phineas's reaction to somebody saying "Fuck".
She was instantly cut off by the loud sound of the metal detector going off as she went through it, forcing her to step back as Akira looked down to her in shock. The hummingbird, Halia, jumped in surprise at the abrupt, loud alarm, her little heart almost being unable to take it as Ani and Akira were soon approached by the security officer standing guard at the metal detector.
Ani: HOLY SHIT!!!! RANDOM LOUD NOISES!!!!
"Any metal?" The tall, lean guard asked suspiciously.
Akira shook her head, but glanced down at Ani disapprovingly as they stepped back to put their bags on the conveyor belt next to them to be scanned for dangerous items. They waited for a moment for their bags to be scanned, and the security guard soon looked back to them.
Erik: Why do they give a fuck what you're taking OFF the plane?!
"Gonna have to ask you to empty your pockets."
Ani rolled her eyes and reached into her left pocket, pulling out a red pocket knife before Akira could stop her. Grumbling angrily, she put it on the conveyor belt and stepped through the metal detector, coming out clean this time as the guard gathered their things on the other side and returned it to them. The guard took a look at the knife and sent a suspicious look to them.
"...Care to tell me why you have a concealed weapon, little girl?" He asked in a polite, but suspicious tone.
Erik: Care to tell me how and why the fuck you didn't find and confiscate that when she was going ON the plane? Kit, when was the last time you've been to airport security?! XD
Ani just glared vicious daggers at him and refused to say anything. Akira shook her head at Ani's continuing discourtesy and quickly reached into her pocket to pull a form from her pocket; she kept it in there because it was constantly needed.
"Here; she has legal permission to carry it for her self-defense, or in case of emergency that requires it."
Creep: ….it's....still a frikkin' knife.
Erik: ...I don't give a fuck who you are or what permissions you have...they aren't letting you take a fucking knife of a plan. XD
The guard quickly looked it over, skeptical of a twelve year old having permission to wield a knife, but after reading the official print, he nodded, satisfied.
"Works for me. You two have a nice stay in Danville."
Creep: Ah, okay then. I'm glad we cleared that up real nice.
Erik: Twelve? Well I suppose that's better than a nine year old having a knife at all times. XD
"Shut up..." Ani grumbled before snatching the paper back from him and stuffing it in her pocket, passing by him with a displeased expression.
Creep: HOORAY FOR P&F LOGIC!
The poor man was left scratching his head under his hat, eyebrow raised, as he watched Akira lower her head in apology and frustration and follow Ani. Halia, displeased with Ani's behavior, pecked at her cheek a bit, twittering in a scolding way, but Ani just waved a hand at her, not minding the annoying feeling of Halia's thin beak ramming into her flesh without puncturing it.
"Oh, be quiet." She muttered. "That guy would have taken a document written in crayon if it had a signature and a stamp on it."
The taxi ride to Ani's new home was quiet and tense. Ani just slumped in the back seat like she had in her seat inside the plane, glaring at the back of the seat with her arms folded in the exact same way. Her pet hummingbird just rested on her shoulder, fluttering her wing a bit to try to cool Ani off and calm her down, but her efforts were in vain. She soon just rested in the nape of Ani's neck, looking out the window curiously.
Erik: What the bloody hell is a nape? O.o
The neighborhoods looked nice enough, and the people they often passed by on the sidewalk or in other cars sometimes waved over to the sight of newcomers in the taxi, though only Akira would wave back; Ani ignored them when her eye got into them.
Erik: How do they know she's new to the newborhood? She could just be driving around on the way to the supermarket....
Creep: ...they're....psychic? XD
Frida: ...Sounds legit.
Akira glanced about out the window for the house they were looking for. She saw there were plenty of children for Ani to get acquainted with, and they looked innocent and friendly enough. She wondered if Ani would give any of them a chance...or at least be polite to them. Ani's glare out the window proved there was little hope for that.
Creep: You know, giving people the evil eye isn't helping, Ani.
Phineas: Hiii! I'm Phineas and this is Fer--
Ani: Go fuck yourself.
Ani: You too. Go fuck yourself. *moves down the line of kids* Go fuck yourself. Go fuck yourself. Go fuck yourself. I don't like you, go away before I stab you. >(
Soon enough, the taxi stopped in front of a small house on Maple Drive. It wasn't anything too fancy it look it; it was a simple, blue house with a well-cared for, clean lawn, a clean pathway to the door and a small awning over the porch. Akira was the first to smile when she unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of the cab; Halia fluttered out as well, hoping for her owner to follow.
Creep: Lemme guess...P&F's house is right across the street?
Erik: Or next door.
"This is the address. Isn't it wonderful, Ani? This is your new home." Akira declared happily before turning her head to look to the other side of the cab.
As reluctant as she was, Ani did unbuckle her seatbelt and get out of the cab. She slammed the door shut and slung her backpack back over her shoulder before the taxi driver took off down the road, having been paid in advance by Akira. Halia settled down on Ani's shoulder as both her master and her master's social worker approached the house.
Creep: Hilarity will ensue.
Ani followed along very slowly, taking a quick look around the neighborhood. It looked nice enough; it seemed very peaceful and clean, and she saw a few neighborhood kids running around playing nicely with each other. Her frustration and annoyance started to go down just a little bit when she saw how tranquil the neighborhood looked, but her look remained suspicious. This couldn't have been a normal, tranquil neighborhood. There was something about that was different. At the very least, her curiosity had been peaked.
Erik: Alright, Ani, you got me. Truth is, this is the site of several serial killings within the last six months. Two of those houses are crack houses. Four of them distribute child and animal pornography. The last one is a Mafia base.
When she and Akira approached the door, though, the door opened without being beckoned by the doorbell, and Ani's annoyance heightened again; standing at the door were two adults. A man and a woman; Japanese in ethnicity, with dark, jet black hair, fair Asian skin, and dark, almost shaped eyes. Both appeared tall and lean, though the woman was taller and slightly thinner than the man. Despite being Japanese, the wife did not wear a kimono or anything of the sort; she simple wore a simple, light blue, Asian styled dress, with her long dark hair in a small bun. The husband's attire was more casual; dark pants with a white, collared shirt.
Creep: Foster family, hooray! =3
Both adults seemed very pleased to see the child and woman at their doorstep; the woman very excited whole the man was a bit more relaxed about their arrival.
Creep: I think this is a typo here....
"Akira! Oh, it is so wonderful to see you again." The woman greeted her old friend with great delight.
The woman's dark eyes lowered to the girl raising an eyebrow at her; the adults seemed more pleased to see Ani than Ani was to see them, both of them smiling down to her
Erik: Am I the only one who thought Ani was asian when you first saw her?
Creep: Frankly, I thought the same. XD
Ani: Stupid fake family....>.>
"And this must be Ani." Both of the adults quickly bowed to both Akira and Ani, as per their tradition. "It is a pleasure to meet you, sukoshi. I am Keiko and this is my husband, Akinobu. We are so pleased to finally meet you."
Erik: ...Uhhh...Kiminos...bowing...? What? Are these guys newly immigrated or something?
Erik: Japanese-Americans don't typically act like this...they act like...any other American, really, except for newly immigrated first generation members.
Ani just folded her arms across her chest, her eyes scanning them over as if she were inspecting their performance. She ignored the fact the woman just called her something she couldn't understand; it could have been insulting for all she knew, but she didn't comment on what really meant 'little one' in the Japanese tongue. She just sent a look to the man momentarily.
"...Does he talk?" She asked in a low tone, referring to the man beside Keiko.
Both straightened a bit as Keiko laughed slightly; Akinobu didn't seem to understand, as he just kind of looked down to her with a pleasant but oblivious smile.
"Oh, yes, he does. But he does not speak English, I'm afraid. He never learned when he came to this country, you see."
Creep: Well...he hasn't been signed up for English class or anything? Just saying...it must cause some problems, not understanding a lot of people...
Erik: OK, so they are immigrants.
"...Wonderful. I'm getting adopted to someone who can't even speak English. Can I go back to Hawaii now?" Ani muttered to Akira, who shook her head.
Creep: Heh, funny. =3
Erik: So let me get this straight...we have a Japanese family...that goes to America on the East Coast, and decides to be more diverse and imports a child all the way from Hawaii so they can have a family. But, in a sudden twist, the Hawaiian child actually looks kinda Asian. This is a sitcom waiting to happen.
Creep: LOL. Like that one time on American Dad....
Erik: White Rice?
Creep: ….yes. XD
"Ani, be polite." Akira quickly scolded
Ani grumbled slightly and bowed her head in VERY feign respect. Afterwards, she just made a beeline around the two adults, entering the simple, Japanese themed house with tense muscles and an intense focus to get a moment alone and sneak away from the adults. She kicked off her sandals at the front door like Akira had asked her to do hours ago on the flight, and she feverishly searched for her room to get some alone time; excluding Halia, of course, who fluttered after her with a scolding expression. She started up the stairs with heavy footsteps, prepared to search the entire house for something she could use to convince Akira to take her back to Hawaii.
The adults watched after her with concerned expressions as Akira slipped off her own flats at the front door, like Ani had done.
"I apologize for Ani's behavior, Keiko…She really isn't--" Akira started to apologize as she closed the door behind her.
"Oh, it's quite alright, Akira. This whole thing must be very stressful on the poor child…Considering how against it you said she was…" Keiko reassured her, leading her off into the kitchen area with her husband.
Akira was hesitant to follow the couple into the kitchen, where she heard them both head to the stove to prepare some tea. Akira's eyes went to the stairs; her concern for the child upstairs grew.
"…yes…She's probably upstairs looking for something to use against you two as we speak."
Keiko just laughed softly while her husband helped her start the tea on the stove.
"That wouldn't surprise me, dear. I wouldn't stress about it, though; I assure you, we just moved in and our home is very simple, with simple contents." Keiko assured her.
Erik: So after going from Japan to a city with giant robots and werecows...the first thing you do is import a Hawaiian child. Nothing wrong with that. I just think it's kinda funny...XD
Akira soon glanced back into the kitchen; very clean, the floors a sparkling white tile, the walls a bright, light peach color and decorated with cherry blossom designs, the appliances clean and brand new, and the counters and bright, sandy marble. She looked to the two at the stove while they brewed the milk tea in a kyusa teapot.
Creep: Well....this is getting a little slow....
"I believe you, but…She's a smart girl. She'll find SOMETHING she can twist and exaggerate." Akira warned the two.
Akinobu turned to look over his shoulder to her and smiled in encouragement, not needing to look to his hands to pour the hot milk tea into the three cups his wife put down on the stove.
"Anata wa, Akira-chan, shinpai suru hitsuyō wa arimasen. Wareware wa, Ani-chan no haikei o ninshiki shite ori, kanojo wa hitsuyōniōjite chōsei o tedasuke suru tame ni junbi sa rete imasu." He assured her in his native tongue.
(Subtitles: You need not worry, Akira-chan. We are aware of Ani-chan's background, and are prepared to help her adjust as needed.)
Erik: ...Ummm...they were previously discussing in English. How the hell was he able to follow that? XD
Creep: Oh good...subtitles....one could assume that his parents told him in Japanese.
Akira paused to think over the man's statement, and then soon released a short breath, glancing back to the ceiling where she heard Ani still storming around the second level of the house. She trusted her friends; she didn't trust Ani.
"…I trust you on that. But she's just as prepared as you are, Akinobu."
Upstairs, Ani slammed the bathroom door shut and hit her head against it, grumbling loudly. How hard was it, she thought, to find something – ANYTHING – to make the Myasaki's look bad?
Erik: ...Doof would love you.
Judging by her previous sweep of the upstairs, it was incredibly hard. The couple had just moved in, and hardly had anything in the bathroom or their master bedroom outside of personal pictures and other simple belongings; nothing that would aid Ani in getting back to her island home. Halia looked ready to scold her, if she could; more annoyed at her human master than anything else.
Erik: ...Uhhh...you're not getting back home unless someone unrealistically makes a plane or somethin--ooohhh....
Ani's anger settled slightly to mere annoyance when she turned around and leaned against the bathroom door, looking around some more. In all fairness, the house wasn't half bad; it wasn't too small or too big. It seemed the appropriate size for a family of three, and the fashion in which it was decorated, simple yet exotic Japanese decor, suited the house and the family quite nicely. The downstairs – nix the kitchen - was mostly lined with bright tatami mats, and the upstairs had been decorated with soft, bright blue carpet. Blue walls with white trimming, with some Japanese wall ornaments decorating walls every so often; the home wasn't as bad as Ani thought it would be. Ani wouldn't admit it out loud, though; she was opposed to this whole thing and she was going to let everyone know, even if she had to lie about how nice the house was.
Erik: ...So what the hell was so great back at Hawaii that you wanna go back? Seeing how you're a little girl who cares a bloody knife everywhere you go...it can't have been that great.
Her annoyance and frustration subsided a little when she found a door marked "Ani's Room", in noticeable, but not obnoxiously huge, lettering etched into the door, which was already opened. Unlike the rest of the house, her room alone was decorated in Hawaiian fashion. While the rest of the house was a light green color with blue tile and white tatami mats littered about, her room was painted a bright ocean blue-green color, almost perfectly mimicking the color of the ocean, with sand colored carpet.
Erik: Ohhhh so they went through the trouble of painting the house as it is...I thought they just bought it like that. XD
She plopped down onto her bed, a little calmer with a pillow that had an image of a sunset on it with the comforter almost merging perfectly with it by having the image of a sunset laden beach.
Creep: At least they cared enough to try.
Ani tossed her stuff to the side and lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling from which tiny, plastic seagulls were hung from strings. Halia fluttered over her head with an "I told you so" look on her face. Her master just rolled her eyes.
Creep: We can add "telepathy" to the list of things Ani has.
"Oh, don't give me that look. I know; it's a great room, and they clearly went all out to make me at home. I feel bad enough, alright?" She grumbled at her pet.
Erik: You DO have a soul! *glomp* XD
The tiny bird fluttered onto the soft comforter and settled down next to her, as though she were satisfied with her confession.
"Ok…Maybe it won't be AS bad as I thought it would. They may be weird, but at least they're decent…" As though she thought someone was listening to her confession beyond the closed door, she quickly sat up, raising her tone. "But it's still a bad idea, even if it's not as bad as I—"
"Relax, Ani. It's just me."
Ani crossed her arms a bit and refused to look up to her social worker, who slowly entered wearing guest slippers her friends loaned her, who were downstairs still preparing tea and had sent her to talk to Ani while they were at work on the tea. Akira slowly sat down next to her and put a hand around her small body in comfort.
Erik: Ahhh OK...so Akira knew these two. I guess that makes more sense than them randomly wanting to import Hawaiian children specifically from Hawaii for the hell of it...XD
"…See? It's not so bad, is it?"
"I guess not…"
Creep: All we need is Phin now.
Akira withdrew and folded her hands in her lap, looking to her young charge gently.
"…Ani, I know that even if the Myasaki's are wonderful people, you're not going to be used to this right away. You've never really gotten used to—"
"Decency?" Ani injected, glancing up at her with a raised eyebrow.
Creep: Geez, you're hard to impress.
Akira's brow lowered as she frowned a bit; she wasn't going to agree, but she knew disagreeing would be blatantly lying to the child, and she knew better than to lie to Ani; it only triggered more anger.
"…I wouldn't say that. I was going to say you've never gotten used to a household like this."
"Around people who're decent." Ani injected again, causing the older woman to sigh.
"...yes. Around people who are decent." She mumbled in a defeated tone, "You know that I fully understand that, considering your background, you wouldn't entirely accept these two as your parents."
Erik: I can't tell...does Ani just miss the nostalgia of Hawaii or does she just enjoy stabbing gangbangers and taking names? XD
Ani rolled her eyes, but she didn't say anything. Her annoyance subsided with sadness before she leaned against her social worker, who put an arm around her in comfort as Halia fluttered up to fit herself onto her free shoulder. Akira half hugged her with a look of soft encouragement.
"...but you don't have to completely shut everyone here out because of it. Just promise me you'll give yourself a chance to be happy, alright? This is a brand new town with brand new people; there's bound to be someone you can get along with."
Creep: Indeed...love finds a way.
"...I guess. But Akinobu can't even speak English! How am I supposed to—"
Erik: Considering her attitude, I thought this would be a bonus. XD
Ani: YOU'RE NOT MY REAL FATHER!!!
Akinobu: (translated) I LOVE YOU TOO!
"He's learning, honey. Clearly, he and his wife both have been very eager to have you here." She pointed out, gesturing to the room the couple clearly spent a lot of time on. "I'm sure they'll find a way to meet you halfway somehow. Just promise me you'll let them, ok?"
Ani: Fine...but I'm gonna find an English class! >(
Ani released a heavy breath, focusing it on her jet bangs in defeat.
"...Ok. I'll give this place a chance…I'll give it a two week period; if it doesn't work by then, do you PROMISE you'll take me back?" She demanded in a low tone with slanted eyes and a paranoid demeanor.
Creep: Of course Ani's the type to make demands. XD
Erik: And if we don't meet her demands, she's going to take us all down Rambo style.
Akira paused for a minute, glancing around the room in thought. She couldn't see Ani waiting two weeks in a peaceful environment and demand to leave. She was stubborn, but she wasn't ungrateful, and she knew Ani had good reason to only give this new neighborhood and this new family a trial period before making final decisions.
With some reluctance, the woman let out a short breath.
"I can't make promises like that, dear, but…if it really doesn't work out, you know I'll do what I deem best, ok?"
"...I guess that's something."
Akira smiled and lifted her hand to pat Ani's soft head.
"Good." Slowly, she stood, leaving Ani alone on the bed with her bird. "Why don't you go unpack? I need to go talk with your parents for a minute."
Ani reached over to allow Halia to jump into her hand, and lowered her hands to her lap to allow Halia to rest in her cupped hands. She sent a concerned look up to her only human friend.
"Can you let them know I'm gonna need my space for a bit? And that I'm not gonna have a problem with cultural differences? And—"
"Don't worry, Ani. I'm going to let them in on everything they need to know right now, ok?"
"Not everything they want to know?" Ani asked, her voice becoming low and borderline afraid.
Akira stopped at the door and glanced back at her. The girl was looking up to her with a pleading look; Akira knew there was only so much Ani was going to let her tell two strangers, however welcoming and loving they seemed. The minor's trust was very limited, and while there were some topics that would just annoy her if they knew and talked about too soon, it was obvious she was referring to one topic in particular that had the potential to have Ani close off the Japanese couple permanently if they knew too soon. Or if she knew that they already knew, via previous discussions over the phone.
The subject of her birth parents, and their current whereabouts, was one of those topics.
"...Of course. Only the things they need to know." She reassured her.
Ani sighed and laid back again, staring up at the ceiling as Halia fluttered out of her hands.
"Thanks. I don't have to call them Mom and Dad just yet, do I?"
Erik: ...Would be kinda nice if you did....
"Of course not."
"Good...I don't wanna get onto the subject of Mom and Dad just yet; I have a feeling it'll just lead to me being evil and bitter to them somehow."
Creep: More so than now?
"At least you admit it...Be good, ok?"
Ani glanced to her but otherwise didn't move.
"Good enough." Akira laughed, sending her a reassuring smile before exiting the room.
After she shut the door, Ani was alone with nothing but her bird and her thoughts.
Phineas:...OK...so...um...where the fuck am I?
Erik: Phew...that was long....XD
Erik: Laggy computer >.< Well we made it just in time because I gotta leave in six minutes.
Erik: Anyway, overall this was pretty good. A few things confused me, but no horrible glaring flaws.
Creep: Likewise....good work, Kitters.
Erik: You win this round Kitters...but we will be back to plot our horrible revenge in Chapter Two! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAAA!!!!
Creep: DUM DUM DDDDDDDDUUUMMMMMMMDRAMATICSTING......
Erik: It's funny...I notice that so far the best stories we're getting seem to often be the more serious ones. It's like fans have two things they need to do to get an amazing P&F story.
Erik: One thing writers need to do is get a P&F feel. The other thing they need to do is make a decent story with it. It's like they can only do one or the other though.
Creep: Third is making a likable character.
Erik: Not really. OCs aren't always a part of the fanfics. Usually we seem to get people with Pao who try to make it like P&F but fail in so many ways but sucking out all the originality. Or we get people like BlackSpiderMan where it doesn't even feel like P&F. Then we get people like Ally and Kit who can make a good story, but it's kinda too serious for P&F. We never seem to find anyone who can get both down perfectly. XD
Creep: Indeed. Weird.....