Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing Goes American ❯ Life In The Basement ( Chapter 12 )
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By: ani_cat_candy 
Walter and Seras find out about Candy's lack of fear of coffins and blood
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.05.2009 | Updated On: 02.06.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Walter and Seras find out about Candy's lack of fear of coffins and blood
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror / Drama / Comedy / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.05.2009 | Updated On: 02.06.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Hellsing Goes American
Chapter 12: Life In The Basement
A young lady ran quickly through the woods dressed in nothing but her nightgown and robe, her hair a mess with twigs and leaves stuck in it, her breathing labored and heart raceing with fear. Finally she spoted a building up ahead with lights flickering in the windows. "HELP!! SOMEONE PLEASE!" She slamed her fists against the door and looked back to see if they were still chaseing her. They weren't too far away, she could hear their angry howels comeing closer. She began frantically hitting the door in hopes of rescue, "Oh God! PLEASE! HELP! SOMEONE! ANYONE! HELP!!!" Tears were streaming down her dirty face as the door finally opend and she stumbled inside. "Thank you! Thank you!" She managed between ragged breaths and frightened sobs as tears of releif fell to the floor she had collapsed onto.
He looked down at her after closeing and locking the door. She wasn't more than fifteen perhaps. He gently helped her up and set her in his chair by the fireplace, wraping a small blanket around her shivering form before heading off to the kitchen to get her something to drink, though there wasn't much choice, water or wine. Just as he gave her the glass of water (he figured wine would look too much like blood and might frighten her more) something began banging and clawing at the door. "Wait right here." He quickly closed the door behind himself so she wouldn't have to see what was about to happen, she had probably seen enough for one night judging by the blood stains on her robe.
She was scared. Her savior just walked right outside with those monsters without even a sword to defend himself! She jumped as the monsters outside could be heard groweling and screaming. Then, quiet. She held her breath as she waited for something to happen. The door slowly creaked open, then her savior walked in, covered in the monster's blood. "They will not be bothering you again, my Lady." She stared at him a moment before setting her glass down on a near-by table and running over to him for a big hug. "OH! Thank you! How can I ever repay you for your chivalry?" He merely laughed and patted her on the head, "No need for thanks, those filthy cowards deserved the punishment they received, and I most certianly enjoyed being the one to do the deed." At this she laughed, and what a beautiful laugh it was.
Alucard woke slowly, the young lady still holding him aparently.. no. It wasn't her, it was his Fluff Ball Master cuddling on him. He sighed, it was only a dream, a memory. He ran his fingers through her hair gently as he went back over the memory in his mind. That was when they had met, she was being chased by a group of low-level vampires.. He closed his eyes and tried to get rid of the memory. He missed her far too much to remember without looking like a hopeless fool. He quickly wiped away a few tears that had started to leak out. He refused to cry in front of his Master. He would not have her think him weak.
"Who was she?" A small voice came from becide him. Damn, she had seen the dream as well, through their blood connection? "I don't want to talk about it right now." The lid of the coffin quickly opend and he left for a small walk to clear his mind. Hopefully she'll forget about it by the time he got back.
He stoped dead in his tracks as he reached the first floor of the manor. A thick fog hung in the air and it smelled terrible. Then he noticed a maid laying on the floor. He rushed over to see if she was alright. No wounds, no signs of any kind of struggle.. the fog must be some poisonous gas. Looks like the Fluff Ball was right in following her instinct, the entire mansion was filled with the crap. He opend windows to let it air out as he checked the rooms to make sure no one was waiting for an attack or something. Every Human servant he came by was dead as a door nail.
He didn't waste too much time looking around, he didn't want his Master to come upstairs and get herself killed. Luckily, upon his return, she was still in his room, reading one of the books he kept on the shelf. "Good morning!" She smiled brightly before noticeing the troubled look on his face. "What's wrong?.. Ew, you stinky!" She giggled as she waved a hand infront of her face. That made him smile as he tussled her hair a bit before takeing a seat on top of his coffin, "The entire mansion is filled with some kind of poisonous gass. I opened a few windows to let it air out some. I wouldn't suggest going back up there for at least a few hours." She noded, a serious look tainting her face as she thought. He really prefered it when she smiled, it made her look older when she was like this.
Seras decided then to come stumbling in, coughing her head off, "Master, did you know upstairs is-" "Yes, Police Girl. I know." Why did he change her again? Oh, yea. He thought it would be fun to bugg Integra by bringing in another 'monster'. "Oh! Good evening ma'am. I didn't see you there... What are you doing down here? I mean, I'm glad you're safe and not in that smogy-crap, but.." Candy gave the blond a big smile, "Good morning. And no reason, really. Alucard invited me down for a sleep-over." They both had to laugh at Police Girl's confusion. "And she didn't even have a problem sleeping in my coffin either." He looked proud, like a father bragging about their child's greatest acheivements. That made Candy happy. To think someone like him was proud of her..
The happiness was short lived, however, as Walter rushed in, out of breath. "Oh! Thank God you're alright, Miss Candice!" He leaned against the door frame as he caught his breath. Candy hid a suspicious look behind a big, inocent smile. Where the hell had that buttler been? He was acting too weird, even for an old person. Alucard was also giving him a suspicious look, hidden by Seras as she fussed over the old man. No, she didn't notice anything weird going on. Go figure.
His excuse: Sir Pennington wanted to meet with her at the park so she could play with his granddaughter as his son was away and he was left in charge of the hyper active mutant.. He wasn't good with kids.. And Walter had been left to watch over and entertain the girl for the rest of the day while her grandfather went to some important meetings. He thought Candy Would do good with her because of how energetic she seemed at the meeting a few days ago.
Well, that didn't sound too far-fetched.
Alucard had gone back upstairs and opend the rest of the windows that he hadn't bothered with the first time around, with the help of Police Girl (whom he had to remind didn't NEED to breath). He had also grabbed Candy's art bag while he was up there and was currently laying on top of his coffin, thinking. Candy was sitting at the table in his room, drawing and thinking as well. They kept shooting ideas back and forth mentally about what might be going on, but weren't getting anywhere. Well, Candy was. She had already done quite a few sketches of her pet laying on his coffin, a new one started each time he would shift into another position every few hours. As to how he could lay there so long, she had no idea. She gets weird headaches when she lays down too long.. then they only get worse the longer she lays there, eventually turning into a migrane*. But what really bugged her was: How could he stay still for so long? She HAD to have her hands moving, other wise she would be board out of her mind and unable to concentrate on anything... Lucky.
Walter had gone out to pick up some food for himself and his master, holding his breath as he dashed the short distance to and from the doors and stairwell as the poisonous smog had yet to clear out completely. All that was open was fast-food places.. yuck.. But she managed to down the blobs of grease they tried to pass off as food. At one point in her 'meal' she had to kill the acid rolling up by steeling Alucard's 'dinner'.. The water wasn't doing anything damn it! Seras and walter just about passed out seeing her down a few big gulps with ease, Alucard just laughed.
"Why in the world did you do that?!?!" Seras finally managed to say after the shock wore off a bit, "Master? You didn't.. Did you..." Candy laughed, "No, I'm still human as far as I know. I had acid comeing up from all that grease and the water wasn't doing shit for it." "I could have gotten you some wine.." Walter adjusted his monocle and Candy just laughed, placeing a hand behind her head in slight embarasment, "I've never drank any kind of alcohol before.. And, besides, that would have taken too long." "What?! You've NEVER drank? At all? Not even champaine?" Candy shook her head no. She was starting to think Alucard might have sucked her brain out along with her blood when he had changed her..
Hearing his Master's thoughts, Alucard promptly fell off his coffin laughing, which, again, made Candy laugh. This left the blond and old man to just stare at the lunatics and wonder what the hell was so funny. The rest of the night went by realatively quickly as Candy sat and listend to some stories Walter had from all his days working for the Hellsing family. That board the crap out of Alucard so he went out to play, with his Master's permission, of coarse. Well, he gave the excuse of checking up on the soldiers to make sure they were doing their job properly. Candy saw through his excuse, knowing he probably just wanted to go kill something, but she didn't care. He was a grown man, a hell of a lot older than her. Who was she to tell him what he could and couldn't do?
He returned thirty minutes before dawn. Most of the smog had cleared out and Walter was going about cleaning up. He figured the Fluff Ball would be back in her own room asleep by now so he decided to go to bed himself after grabbing a couple of blood packs from the refridgerator. His Master was more of a vampire than Police Girl he noted as he found her asleep in his coffin. He tried not to wake her as he got in, but she's a fairly light sleeper. "You don't mind do you? If I sleep here?" "I don't mind at all, Master." He laid down and got comfortable, "Just out of curiosity, why don't you want to sleep in your own bed?" She snuggled into his embrace as the lid closed, "I feel safer here with you."
AN: Gwarrrr! Another one done! And it's midnight.. We need some sleep... Stupid chiuaua.. wakeing us up so damn early..
Alucard: "What are you complaining about? You took several naps."
Cat: "And each time we'd FINALLY start to fall asleep the dumb dog would start barking again!"
Alucard: "That sucks.."
Cat: "It must be so nice and quiet in that coffin.. Can we seep wis you?" childish voice for the question
Alucard: "No way! It's my coffin! No one else is alowed in it! Just me!" jumps into coffin and closes it up nice and tight
Cat: "Come on! We're small! We won't take up much room! PLEASE!?!?!?!?"
Alucard: "No. You toss around too much in your sleep. Go away!"
Victoria: looks at Cat crying on the floor then back to readers "R&R please. It might cheer her up.."
Cat: "I WANT SOME DECENT SLEEP!!!!" =TT____TT=
EDIT: Sorry we forgot something!
* We really get tired of people over useing 'migraine' for 'headache'... You see, we really DO get migraines and they SUCK! They run in the family, both sides. And our big brother, for example, has been haveing them sense he was 2 years old. They are FAR from normal headaches. For those who don't get them, try imagineing this (although it's really hard to when you've never REALLY felt it before): Pain so severe you can't help but cry; Throwing up sounds like a wonderfull idea to try and ease the pain (and sometimes it does work); Sound, and light make it worse; Holding your body in certian positions can make it better or worse (we've had to 'dance' with ghosts quite a few times as the pain eased up just a tad bit when we moved around.. when we say dance, we mean just swaying back and forth while standing there or walking around a bit, trying not to fall down as we doze off); They can last from as little as a few hours to days or even weeks (we are lucky, Mommy gives us something to knock us out and it's gone when we wake up.. Unfortunately, Mommy and Onisan -big brother- when they get them, it lasts a few days)
It's rare for us to get the migraines now that we are older, almost as if we grew out of them as Daddy did his, but Onisan still gets them quite often. He actually has one right now as we write this that has been tortureing him for almost two weeks now.. and yes, a REAL migraine is most likely one of the worst tortures any fairly normal person could go through... Those comercials for migraine meds are bull. If you have a migraine you could NOT get out and do things like they show people doing. You'd be at home with your head in a toilet praying to every God you could think of for the pain to just go away. There's a new comercial that we've just seen here recently that actually does get one thing right: it shows a lady tearing her head off like a picture from a magazine.. OMFG! That would be SO awesome! YES! When you have a migraine, you just want to rip your damn head off (literally)! ... Hm.. Alucard wouldn't have much trouble with that, now would he? But, we're sure it wouldn't really help any when we think about it logically... Just in that moment, you'd do ANYTHING to try and make it stop.
*Okay, we're done ranting now! And as a side note, to help our story progress, as we've been reading quite a bit of manga and fanfiction here lately and it's given us quite a few ideas, our OC will from this point forward be able to do things not possible IRL! Nothing too outrageous though.. lol
*Oh! Also, about the scene with the OC's mother; Our Mommy would NEVER be that way if someone were to try and take any of us.. Hell, about eleven years ago she had five organs shut down, the doctors said that there was absolutely no hope, that usually a person with three organs failing doesn't make it. If it weren't for Daddy not giveing up and demanding a second oppinion, she wouldn't have made it. Then she went through a year and a half getting better from that, all of her organs came back except her kidneys. Daddy gave her one of his kidneys (he was a 3/6 antegen (sp?) match) but the dumb ass doctors killed it with too much anti-rejection meds, so she had to wait another year before she could get another kidney, which was donated by her sister (a 6/6 match), at another hospital of coarse, one with more compotent doctors. She's been doing great ever sense! Except for her sister getting drunk just about every weekend for ten years and reminding her "I saved your life!" Grrrrrrrrrr.. She's no better than her brother that offered to give her one of his kidneys for Christmas, then did everything he could to fail the tests!
Anyways, the point of that was that the whole time Mommy was in the hospital, it was the thought of her babies that kept her from giving up.. That and Daddy refuseing to leave her side the entire time. She said that what little bit she can remember from the first few months (mostly in ICU) was the thought that she couldn't die because we needed her. And she was right! Candy can't stand to be away from her for more than a week without freaking out. Daddy's the only one who seems to remember much about that time.. It triggered Onisan's Bipolar (also known as Manic-Depressive Disorder -this is extreame ups and downs in moods.. there's never really a happy medium.. your either extreemely happy -a lot of people get into debt at this time- or extreamly down -sometimes to the point of suiside.. many tend to 'self medicate' with getting drunk off their asses *points to Mommy's sister*... We are lucky that Onisan always told Mommy when he felt like he may hurt himself so she could take him to a hospital and that we never gave up on trying to find the right meds for him)... Candy blames her poor spelling on this do to the fact Onisan and Candy were kind of just holding our breath the two and a half years this was going on.. Neither of us had ever made a poor grage before but after.. well, Onisan never had a passing grade and Candy's grades dropped a bit, though not nearly as much... Candy's teachers never even knew anything was wrong..
Oh well! Thinsg are MUCH better now. Onisan is, we'd say, about 80% stable with the bipolar crap.. it really helped when he and his soon-to-be-wife had their baby, Candy's Baby-Buddy, Aedan! Yes, that's the Irish spelling they chose. He was born October 31, 2006 at 6:06am and weighed 6lbs 6ounces! He looks JUST like his daddy did at that age, except a tad bit more baby-fat.. He has red hair just like his Daddy and Aunt-Candy and has the same eyes and light complection as hi Aunt-Candy. =^____^=V Having him boorn on Haloween and with all those 6's in there made Onisan VERY happy. He jokingly says the reason he never goes to church is because it would likely burn down the moment he step foot in it! lol! But our Baby-Buddy is such a good boy! He hardly EVER cries, even now that he's at the 'terible two's'.. no, he just head-buts everything =0_o= including their dog Cujo (sp?) Who is also a sweet-heart (He's the size of a rotwriler (sp?) and is aftaid of Mommy's toy-size chiuaua!)
Whoa.. that wa a long edit.. a LOT longer than we had planed... hm.. Oh well.. Have a nice day! ~nya! =^___^=m
Chapter 12: Life In The Basement
A young lady ran quickly through the woods dressed in nothing but her nightgown and robe, her hair a mess with twigs and leaves stuck in it, her breathing labored and heart raceing with fear. Finally she spoted a building up ahead with lights flickering in the windows. "HELP!! SOMEONE PLEASE!" She slamed her fists against the door and looked back to see if they were still chaseing her. They weren't too far away, she could hear their angry howels comeing closer. She began frantically hitting the door in hopes of rescue, "Oh God! PLEASE! HELP! SOMEONE! ANYONE! HELP!!!" Tears were streaming down her dirty face as the door finally opend and she stumbled inside. "Thank you! Thank you!" She managed between ragged breaths and frightened sobs as tears of releif fell to the floor she had collapsed onto.
He looked down at her after closeing and locking the door. She wasn't more than fifteen perhaps. He gently helped her up and set her in his chair by the fireplace, wraping a small blanket around her shivering form before heading off to the kitchen to get her something to drink, though there wasn't much choice, water or wine. Just as he gave her the glass of water (he figured wine would look too much like blood and might frighten her more) something began banging and clawing at the door. "Wait right here." He quickly closed the door behind himself so she wouldn't have to see what was about to happen, she had probably seen enough for one night judging by the blood stains on her robe.
She was scared. Her savior just walked right outside with those monsters without even a sword to defend himself! She jumped as the monsters outside could be heard groweling and screaming. Then, quiet. She held her breath as she waited for something to happen. The door slowly creaked open, then her savior walked in, covered in the monster's blood. "They will not be bothering you again, my Lady." She stared at him a moment before setting her glass down on a near-by table and running over to him for a big hug. "OH! Thank you! How can I ever repay you for your chivalry?" He merely laughed and patted her on the head, "No need for thanks, those filthy cowards deserved the punishment they received, and I most certianly enjoyed being the one to do the deed." At this she laughed, and what a beautiful laugh it was.
Alucard woke slowly, the young lady still holding him aparently.. no. It wasn't her, it was his Fluff Ball Master cuddling on him. He sighed, it was only a dream, a memory. He ran his fingers through her hair gently as he went back over the memory in his mind. That was when they had met, she was being chased by a group of low-level vampires.. He closed his eyes and tried to get rid of the memory. He missed her far too much to remember without looking like a hopeless fool. He quickly wiped away a few tears that had started to leak out. He refused to cry in front of his Master. He would not have her think him weak.
"Who was she?" A small voice came from becide him. Damn, she had seen the dream as well, through their blood connection? "I don't want to talk about it right now." The lid of the coffin quickly opend and he left for a small walk to clear his mind. Hopefully she'll forget about it by the time he got back.
He stoped dead in his tracks as he reached the first floor of the manor. A thick fog hung in the air and it smelled terrible. Then he noticed a maid laying on the floor. He rushed over to see if she was alright. No wounds, no signs of any kind of struggle.. the fog must be some poisonous gas. Looks like the Fluff Ball was right in following her instinct, the entire mansion was filled with the crap. He opend windows to let it air out as he checked the rooms to make sure no one was waiting for an attack or something. Every Human servant he came by was dead as a door nail.
He didn't waste too much time looking around, he didn't want his Master to come upstairs and get herself killed. Luckily, upon his return, she was still in his room, reading one of the books he kept on the shelf. "Good morning!" She smiled brightly before noticeing the troubled look on his face. "What's wrong?.. Ew, you stinky!" She giggled as she waved a hand infront of her face. That made him smile as he tussled her hair a bit before takeing a seat on top of his coffin, "The entire mansion is filled with some kind of poisonous gass. I opened a few windows to let it air out some. I wouldn't suggest going back up there for at least a few hours." She noded, a serious look tainting her face as she thought. He really prefered it when she smiled, it made her look older when she was like this.
Seras decided then to come stumbling in, coughing her head off, "Master, did you know upstairs is-" "Yes, Police Girl. I know." Why did he change her again? Oh, yea. He thought it would be fun to bugg Integra by bringing in another 'monster'. "Oh! Good evening ma'am. I didn't see you there... What are you doing down here? I mean, I'm glad you're safe and not in that smogy-crap, but.." Candy gave the blond a big smile, "Good morning. And no reason, really. Alucard invited me down for a sleep-over." They both had to laugh at Police Girl's confusion. "And she didn't even have a problem sleeping in my coffin either." He looked proud, like a father bragging about their child's greatest acheivements. That made Candy happy. To think someone like him was proud of her..
The happiness was short lived, however, as Walter rushed in, out of breath. "Oh! Thank God you're alright, Miss Candice!" He leaned against the door frame as he caught his breath. Candy hid a suspicious look behind a big, inocent smile. Where the hell had that buttler been? He was acting too weird, even for an old person. Alucard was also giving him a suspicious look, hidden by Seras as she fussed over the old man. No, she didn't notice anything weird going on. Go figure.
His excuse: Sir Pennington wanted to meet with her at the park so she could play with his granddaughter as his son was away and he was left in charge of the hyper active mutant.. He wasn't good with kids.. And Walter had been left to watch over and entertain the girl for the rest of the day while her grandfather went to some important meetings. He thought Candy Would do good with her because of how energetic she seemed at the meeting a few days ago.
Well, that didn't sound too far-fetched.
Alucard had gone back upstairs and opend the rest of the windows that he hadn't bothered with the first time around, with the help of Police Girl (whom he had to remind didn't NEED to breath). He had also grabbed Candy's art bag while he was up there and was currently laying on top of his coffin, thinking. Candy was sitting at the table in his room, drawing and thinking as well. They kept shooting ideas back and forth mentally about what might be going on, but weren't getting anywhere. Well, Candy was. She had already done quite a few sketches of her pet laying on his coffin, a new one started each time he would shift into another position every few hours. As to how he could lay there so long, she had no idea. She gets weird headaches when she lays down too long.. then they only get worse the longer she lays there, eventually turning into a migrane*. But what really bugged her was: How could he stay still for so long? She HAD to have her hands moving, other wise she would be board out of her mind and unable to concentrate on anything... Lucky.
Walter had gone out to pick up some food for himself and his master, holding his breath as he dashed the short distance to and from the doors and stairwell as the poisonous smog had yet to clear out completely. All that was open was fast-food places.. yuck.. But she managed to down the blobs of grease they tried to pass off as food. At one point in her 'meal' she had to kill the acid rolling up by steeling Alucard's 'dinner'.. The water wasn't doing anything damn it! Seras and walter just about passed out seeing her down a few big gulps with ease, Alucard just laughed.
"Why in the world did you do that?!?!" Seras finally managed to say after the shock wore off a bit, "Master? You didn't.. Did you..." Candy laughed, "No, I'm still human as far as I know. I had acid comeing up from all that grease and the water wasn't doing shit for it." "I could have gotten you some wine.." Walter adjusted his monocle and Candy just laughed, placeing a hand behind her head in slight embarasment, "I've never drank any kind of alcohol before.. And, besides, that would have taken too long." "What?! You've NEVER drank? At all? Not even champaine?" Candy shook her head no. She was starting to think Alucard might have sucked her brain out along with her blood when he had changed her..
Hearing his Master's thoughts, Alucard promptly fell off his coffin laughing, which, again, made Candy laugh. This left the blond and old man to just stare at the lunatics and wonder what the hell was so funny. The rest of the night went by realatively quickly as Candy sat and listend to some stories Walter had from all his days working for the Hellsing family. That board the crap out of Alucard so he went out to play, with his Master's permission, of coarse. Well, he gave the excuse of checking up on the soldiers to make sure they were doing their job properly. Candy saw through his excuse, knowing he probably just wanted to go kill something, but she didn't care. He was a grown man, a hell of a lot older than her. Who was she to tell him what he could and couldn't do?
He returned thirty minutes before dawn. Most of the smog had cleared out and Walter was going about cleaning up. He figured the Fluff Ball would be back in her own room asleep by now so he decided to go to bed himself after grabbing a couple of blood packs from the refridgerator. His Master was more of a vampire than Police Girl he noted as he found her asleep in his coffin. He tried not to wake her as he got in, but she's a fairly light sleeper. "You don't mind do you? If I sleep here?" "I don't mind at all, Master." He laid down and got comfortable, "Just out of curiosity, why don't you want to sleep in your own bed?" She snuggled into his embrace as the lid closed, "I feel safer here with you."
AN: Gwarrrr! Another one done! And it's midnight.. We need some sleep... Stupid chiuaua.. wakeing us up so damn early..
Alucard: "What are you complaining about? You took several naps."
Cat: "And each time we'd FINALLY start to fall asleep the dumb dog would start barking again!"
Alucard: "That sucks.."
Cat: "It must be so nice and quiet in that coffin.. Can we seep wis you?" childish voice for the question
Alucard: "No way! It's my coffin! No one else is alowed in it! Just me!" jumps into coffin and closes it up nice and tight
Cat: "Come on! We're small! We won't take up much room! PLEASE!?!?!?!?"
Alucard: "No. You toss around too much in your sleep. Go away!"
Victoria: looks at Cat crying on the floor then back to readers "R&R please. It might cheer her up.."
Cat: "I WANT SOME DECENT SLEEP!!!!" =TT____TT=
EDIT: Sorry we forgot something!
* We really get tired of people over useing 'migraine' for 'headache'... You see, we really DO get migraines and they SUCK! They run in the family, both sides. And our big brother, for example, has been haveing them sense he was 2 years old. They are FAR from normal headaches. For those who don't get them, try imagineing this (although it's really hard to when you've never REALLY felt it before): Pain so severe you can't help but cry; Throwing up sounds like a wonderfull idea to try and ease the pain (and sometimes it does work); Sound, and light make it worse; Holding your body in certian positions can make it better or worse (we've had to 'dance' with ghosts quite a few times as the pain eased up just a tad bit when we moved around.. when we say dance, we mean just swaying back and forth while standing there or walking around a bit, trying not to fall down as we doze off); They can last from as little as a few hours to days or even weeks (we are lucky, Mommy gives us something to knock us out and it's gone when we wake up.. Unfortunately, Mommy and Onisan -big brother- when they get them, it lasts a few days)
It's rare for us to get the migraines now that we are older, almost as if we grew out of them as Daddy did his, but Onisan still gets them quite often. He actually has one right now as we write this that has been tortureing him for almost two weeks now.. and yes, a REAL migraine is most likely one of the worst tortures any fairly normal person could go through... Those comercials for migraine meds are bull. If you have a migraine you could NOT get out and do things like they show people doing. You'd be at home with your head in a toilet praying to every God you could think of for the pain to just go away. There's a new comercial that we've just seen here recently that actually does get one thing right: it shows a lady tearing her head off like a picture from a magazine.. OMFG! That would be SO awesome! YES! When you have a migraine, you just want to rip your damn head off (literally)! ... Hm.. Alucard wouldn't have much trouble with that, now would he? But, we're sure it wouldn't really help any when we think about it logically... Just in that moment, you'd do ANYTHING to try and make it stop.
*Okay, we're done ranting now! And as a side note, to help our story progress, as we've been reading quite a bit of manga and fanfiction here lately and it's given us quite a few ideas, our OC will from this point forward be able to do things not possible IRL! Nothing too outrageous though.. lol
*Oh! Also, about the scene with the OC's mother; Our Mommy would NEVER be that way if someone were to try and take any of us.. Hell, about eleven years ago she had five organs shut down, the doctors said that there was absolutely no hope, that usually a person with three organs failing doesn't make it. If it weren't for Daddy not giveing up and demanding a second oppinion, she wouldn't have made it. Then she went through a year and a half getting better from that, all of her organs came back except her kidneys. Daddy gave her one of his kidneys (he was a 3/6 antegen (sp?) match) but the dumb ass doctors killed it with too much anti-rejection meds, so she had to wait another year before she could get another kidney, which was donated by her sister (a 6/6 match), at another hospital of coarse, one with more compotent doctors. She's been doing great ever sense! Except for her sister getting drunk just about every weekend for ten years and reminding her "I saved your life!" Grrrrrrrrrr.. She's no better than her brother that offered to give her one of his kidneys for Christmas, then did everything he could to fail the tests!
Anyways, the point of that was that the whole time Mommy was in the hospital, it was the thought of her babies that kept her from giving up.. That and Daddy refuseing to leave her side the entire time. She said that what little bit she can remember from the first few months (mostly in ICU) was the thought that she couldn't die because we needed her. And she was right! Candy can't stand to be away from her for more than a week without freaking out. Daddy's the only one who seems to remember much about that time.. It triggered Onisan's Bipolar (also known as Manic-Depressive Disorder -this is extreame ups and downs in moods.. there's never really a happy medium.. your either extreemely happy -a lot of people get into debt at this time- or extreamly down -sometimes to the point of suiside.. many tend to 'self medicate' with getting drunk off their asses *points to Mommy's sister*... We are lucky that Onisan always told Mommy when he felt like he may hurt himself so she could take him to a hospital and that we never gave up on trying to find the right meds for him)... Candy blames her poor spelling on this do to the fact Onisan and Candy were kind of just holding our breath the two and a half years this was going on.. Neither of us had ever made a poor grage before but after.. well, Onisan never had a passing grade and Candy's grades dropped a bit, though not nearly as much... Candy's teachers never even knew anything was wrong..
Oh well! Thinsg are MUCH better now. Onisan is, we'd say, about 80% stable with the bipolar crap.. it really helped when he and his soon-to-be-wife had their baby, Candy's Baby-Buddy, Aedan! Yes, that's the Irish spelling they chose. He was born October 31, 2006 at 6:06am and weighed 6lbs 6ounces! He looks JUST like his daddy did at that age, except a tad bit more baby-fat.. He has red hair just like his Daddy and Aunt-Candy and has the same eyes and light complection as hi Aunt-Candy. =^____^=V Having him boorn on Haloween and with all those 6's in there made Onisan VERY happy. He jokingly says the reason he never goes to church is because it would likely burn down the moment he step foot in it! lol! But our Baby-Buddy is such a good boy! He hardly EVER cries, even now that he's at the 'terible two's'.. no, he just head-buts everything =0_o= including their dog Cujo (sp?) Who is also a sweet-heart (He's the size of a rotwriler (sp?) and is aftaid of Mommy's toy-size chiuaua!)
Whoa.. that wa a long edit.. a LOT longer than we had planed... hm.. Oh well.. Have a nice day! ~nya! =^___^=m