Fan Fiction ❯ Chao Music ❯ LOST ( Chapter 8 )

 

Chapter 8: LOST: Part Three of the Pointless Adventures!

 

Julia woke up on a bright, crisp Saturday morning, ready to do whatever the day had to throw at her. She quickly grabbed her purple bass, but it in her bag, then hopped down the stairs and towards the front door of her house. Today, for some reason, she was supposed to meet up with the band at Skippy's house.

 

As Julia stepped outside, she began to wonder why Skippy would need them all to come over. Skippy was usually never the one to have people come into his house. In fact, she had been in his house once before. The whole place was dark and gloomy, much unlike Skippy's attitude as of now. Julia was wondering . . . Since they were all pretty much rich now, should they all just buy a new, fancier houses?

 

Or, maybe they could put all their money together and buy one huge house, then be roomies! They could jam all night without having to wake up their parents! And then they could sleep all they wanted the next day! Yay!

 

The idea was just too good to be true. She would have to bring it up with her friends later.

 

Julia soon arrived at the house on 6030 Dark Chao Drive. She looked up from the street, eyeing its large spookiness. Before she had even known Skippy, she would've avoided this neighborhood completely.

 

But now, all was different. Bass in hand, she skipped up the walkway and up to the door. She rang the doorbell, waited, rang again, and again, and again . . .

 

The door opened, and there stood Neil, who looked tired and frustrated at the same time. His eyes perked open when he saw Julia, however, and he quickly pushed her away.

 

“Get away from here!” he whispered, shooing Julia. “Don't come inside!”

 

“Why?” asked Julia, reluctant to move.

 

“Just do it! Now! Before she finds you!”

 

“Who's at the door?” came a high-pitched female voice.

 

“Uh . . . NO ONE! STUPID TEENAGE PUNKS AND THEIR OLD, LAME JOKES!” shouted Neil back into the house. He then turned to Julia and began pushing her away again.

 

“No! I demand to come into the house!” said Julia, planting her feet in the ground.

 

Neil sighed, then gave up. He stepped out of the way and held his arm out, giving her full access to enter. Julia gladly did so.

 

“Why didn't you want me to come in?” asked Julia, looking around the house. It was old . . . Very old . . .

 

“Because, Skippy's . . .”

 

“NO! GET AWAY FROM THERE!”

 

A high-pitched laughter filled the air, and Julia saw a small Dark Chao running out of a room and towards the stairs. Being on the upper floor, she hopped onto the stair rail and slid down. Skippy was on the chase, Raven behind.

 

“CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!” shouted the small Chao as she hopped off the stair rail, bumped into Julia, and ran into the living room.

 

Skippy stopped as soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs, completely out of breath. Raven just hopped down the steps slowly.

 

“You let her get away!” said Skippy, glaring at Neil.

 

“How could I grab her?” Neil said, glaring back. “At the shock of the moment, you can't just do anything!”

 

“What?” asked Julia, looking from Neil to Skippy.

 

Skippy took a deep breath. “That's my cousin, Amalie. She's staying with me for the day . . . She's a handful.”

 

(A/N: In case if you have no idea how to pronounce that, think of it as uh-mall-ee-uh. Just say it like a name, though! It's a cool name . . . It's German!)

 

“No kidding . . .” said Raven as she finally hopped down onto the floor. “Just this morning she's broken two glasses, four plates, and set fire to Skippy's Calvin and Hobbes collection.”

 

Skippy nodded sadly, as if remembering the greatness that is Calvin and Hobbes. “And just now she got her grungy little hands all over my CD and broke it.”

 

“Well . . . That's not so bad.”

 

“My gold plated `Concert for George' CD? I don't think so.”

 

“Oh . . . yes . . . well . . .”

 

Amalie came running into the room, and Julia had the chance to get a good look at her. She was about two feet tall with bright green eyes, and she had a dark blue spiked ball just above her forehead. Julia could tell just by looking at her that beyond the sweet little smile was a mask of mischief.

 

Amalie looked at Julia.

 

“HIII!” she screamed. “WHO ARE YOU?”

 

“I'm Julia,” said Julia, pretending to look happy as she extended her hand to Amalie.

 

Amalie looked at the hand as if not knowing what to do with it. Finally, she apparently got an idea, and spit in Julia's palm. Amalie waddled away, looking for something else to break.

 

Julia just stared at her hand, smile still on her face. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The other three just stared at her, knowing she was planning something.

 

Julia then opened her eyes and screamed in rage.

 

“YOU PUNK! YOU ARE GOING DOWN!”

 

Julia took off in the direction Amalie went, and the other Chao followed her, ready to watch the scene.

 

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Julia sat in the corner, bound to the walls with duck tape. She was panting really hard, fury still burning deep within her eyes.

 

Amalie sat in the middle of the room, cross-legged, and the other Chao sat in a circle around her, also cross-legged. They were all wearing paper pirate hats, and all the Chao but Amalie looked disappointed and bored.

 

“I'm so bored of this,” said Skippy. “Amalie, when will you let us . . .”

 

“Not Amalie!” said Amalie, putting her hands on her hips. “Captain Amalie!”

 

“Excuse me, Captain Amalie, but can we quit this?”

 

“NO! I'M CAPTAIN, AND I GET TO SAY WHEN WE QUIT!” Amalie looked up at a clock on the wall, then smiled. “LUNCH BREAK!”

 

“What do you guys want?” asked Skippy, perking up. “I can make anything! Cheeseburgers . . . hamburgers . . . uh . . .”

 

“We could go to the mall or something,” said Raven, getting up. “They have lots of good stuff in the food court.”

 

“A . . . mall?” asked Amalie, looking confused. “What's a mall?”

 

“It's . . . uh . . .” began Skippy. “There's lots of places to buy stuff!”

 

“Yeah!” said Julia from her corner. “And this one has an arcade! They have this game where you put in a dollar, and you win four quarters! I win every time! And they have games in the bathroom, also, where if you put a quarter in there, you win a stick!”

 

“Ooh!” said Amalie. “I like sticks!”

 

“Then what are we waiting for?” asked Neil. “Let's go!”

 

The four Chao walked out of the room, leaving Julia behind.

 

“WAIT!” shouted Julia. “YOU HAVE TO RESCUE ME!”

 

Neil stopped, slapped his forehead, and went to go release Julia.

 

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Amalie walked inside the mall and gasped in amazement. “Wow . . .” she said, looking at all the Chao walking around.

 

“So . . . where should we go first?” asked Skippy.

 

“THE FOOD COURT!” said Raven, kneeling over and clutching her stomach. “I'M STARVING OVER HERE!”

 

Raven ran ahead of her friends and to the direction of the nearest McDonalds, hoping to get her hands on a salad. Her friends shrugged and hurriedly followed her.

 

But they did not realize their mistake. A normal person that was carrying a handful of bags spotted them. She dropped the bags, grabbed her face, and screamed.

 

“IT'S THE PLASTIC SPOONS! THEY'RE HERE!”

 

Neil, Skippy, Julia, and Raven stopped, turned around, and gasped in horror. Thousands upon thousands of fans were surrounding them, shoving notepads and scraps of paper in their faces and pens as well.

 

“I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY SHOP HERE LIKE EVERYDAY PEOPLE!” came the voice of a young girl.

 

“SIGN MY FACE! SIGN MY FACE!” shouted another girl.

 

“JULIA! I LOVE YOU, JULIA!”

 

“NO! JULIA'S MINE!”

 

Before the four Chao even had a chance to sign anything, a fight broke out among the mob. The four Chao just sat there, amazed at how random the crowd was being today.

 

“Wow,” said Julia, not taking her eyes off the mob. “That was . . . odd.”

 

“Yeah,” said Skippy, nodding. “I'm surprised Amalie isn't saying anything smart.”

 

“Speaking of which, where is she?” asked Raven, looking at something other than the crowd.

 

“OH CRAP!” shouted Skippy as he ran off.

 

“WAIT! SKIPPY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?”

 

But there was no reply.

 

“Huh,” said Neil. “Well, we blew it.”

 

“Let's split up,” said Raven. “Neil, you go the south part of the mall. Sooner or later you'll run into Skippy. Julia and I will take the north side, which runs into the west part. That way, each of us will cover two different areas.”

 

“Let's go!” shouted Julia, pointing a finger in the air. The three Chao split up, leaving the mob behind.

 

“Wait!” came a voice from inside the crowd. Amalie climbed out, bruised and beaten and lying on the floor. “COME BACK! Aw man . . .” She got dragged into the fight once more, just to get trampled.

 

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