Random One-Shots That Have To Do With To Be A Career That Aren't Really Important,But I'm Writing As A Cure For Boredom
If you haven't read my story, To Be A Career, this won't make much sense. Here's a link to it.
http://www.quibblo.com/quiz/fA7tMP_/To-Be-A-Career-A-Very-Clove-Story
This is really just background infromation that I feel like sharing. So I hope you like it.It'll be in different POVs, but it'll mostly be Clove or Cato.
"Goodnight Clove, good night Karma." Mom said to us. It was late, and the moon was shining down on our little house. It looked like it was protecting us, along with the rest of District Two
"Goodnight." Karma says, heading up the stairs. She always did what she was told. I was less ready to obey others.
"Clove? Don't you have somewhere to go?" Mom asked with her hand on her hip.
"Yes, I guess I do. Good night Mom." I said, heading up our creaky stairs. I walked into the small room I've shared with Karma for my whole life. She was already in bed.
"You always go to sleep so early." I told her. It was on of the things that annoyed me about my perfect sister, who in the mind of almost everyone, could do no wrong.
"You never sleep." She reminds me. And she has a point. Ever since my father died, I've hardly slept at all.
"You have a point there Karie." I said, using the nickname I've called her for years.
"I know I do.Now go to sleep." She tells me sternly.
"Fine." I say, hopping into my bed, which was right next to her bed.
Karma falls asleep instantly, but I just stare at the celieng. I see the lights in our room, which are on there lowest settings. I can hardly see my sister, but I feel safer knowing that she's right there. I toss and turn, trying to find a soft spot to sleep. I curl up, and for the first time in a long time, I fall fast asleep without effort.
"No-no, please don't!" I hear my mother say. I pop out of bed. Something is wrong. My mother is almost never nervous, never scared.
"Karma." I whisper-shout.
"What?" She says, turning towards me.
"Somethings wrong." I say as I hear a loud scream.
She pops out of bed. I go to the door.
"W-we should stay in here." She stutters. Karma never stutters.
"How about I go out and see what's going on, and you gaurd the room?" I ask her.
"Ok." She tells me meekly. I turn the handle on the door, and go down the stairs one by one, quietly as I can. I reach the last stair, and I peek around the corner.
I almost scream in terror, but I keep my mouth shut. An old lady, I know her from the book store in town, holding a lamp, beating my mother bloody. Mom is screaming, begging her to stop. The old lady hits my mother in the head, and very hard. I see a dent in her skull, and the lightbulb is catching on fire. It's catching her on fire. I can't watch this anymore. I run out from my hiding place,and run to get water. She spots me, and a smirk lights up her evil, wrinkly face. She stops me with her hand.
"Where do you think you're going little girl?" She asks me. I try to free myself, but she's so much stronger than me. I didn't know little old ladies could be so strong.
"Far away from you." I say, biting her arm. She lets go, and I run towards the water. I spin aroun her, and I pour the bucket on my mother. But I can tell I'm too late. She's on the floor, and she's not covered in flames, but I can tell she's almost dead. She's badly burned, and she's hardly moving.
I take a cautious step towards her, and I bend down. "Mom?" I ask.
"Clove? Oh Clove, oh Clove, oh Clove!" She says, reaching up towards me. I take her hands in mine, and I hope that she's ok.
"Are you going to be ok?" I ask her. As much as I know she likes Karma better, I don't think I could live without my mother.
"I'll be ok. They'll take care of me up there." She says, in some kind of delusional death state.
"Up where?" I pry. I have no idea what she's talking about.
"Where your dad is. He says he misses you." She tells me, her voice unnautrally high.
"Tell him I miss him too. And just remember, I love you." I say to her.
"I love you too. Please, be careful, and be ok." She says. I hear her mummble some insane stuff that I don't catch. She looks into my eyes, and I watch her slowly fade away. I close her eyes. It looks like she could be sleeping.
I try to walk away, to get Karma and tell her everything I saw, and maybe even cry. But the old lady isn't done with me yet.
"Stay here, and if you try to escape, you're next." She says evily. I don't move an inch. She comes downstairs, tugging Karma along. She pushes us up the stairs, and demands us to get our stuff.
"Where's Mom?" Karma asks as we grab our stuff.
"She's dead." I say, my voice cracking on the end.I try not to cry. Be strong, be strong, be strong, I repeat as I pack up my stuff. Be strong, be strong, be strong, I repeat as we're quickly pushed out of our house. I see the old lady light the place on fire with some kind of match. It burns brightly in the dark night, illmunating Karma's tear-stained face.
We're taken to the communtiy home, but the old lady argues with them. She says that she'll keep us. And they let her. I don't really register what's going on untill they hand us over to the old lady. She leads us down the street, taking us to the bookstore. I catch the eye of a kid in my class, Cato I think his name is. He sees us out of his window, and he just stares. I think he's putting the peices together. But I don't have time to see if he does.Because my life just changed, and I'm not sure if I can handle it.
"Goodnight." Karma says, heading up the stairs. She always did what she was told. I was less ready to obey others.
"Clove? Don't you have somewhere to go?" Mom asked with her hand on her hip.
"Yes, I guess I do. Good night Mom." I said, heading up our creaky stairs. I walked into the small room I've shared with Karma for my whole life. She was already in bed.
"You always go to sleep so early." I told her. It was on of the things that annoyed me about my perfect sister, who in the mind of almost everyone, could do no wrong.
"You never sleep." She reminds me. And she has a point. Ever since my father died, I've hardly slept at all.
"You have a point there Karie." I said, using the nickname I've called her for years.
"I know I do.Now go to sleep." She tells me sternly.
"Fine." I say, hopping into my bed, which was right next to her bed.
Karma falls asleep instantly, but I just stare at the celieng. I see the lights in our room, which are on there lowest settings. I can hardly see my sister, but I feel safer knowing that she's right there. I toss and turn, trying to find a soft spot to sleep. I curl up, and for the first time in a long time, I fall fast asleep without effort.
"No-no, please don't!" I hear my mother say. I pop out of bed. Something is wrong. My mother is almost never nervous, never scared.
"Karma." I whisper-shout.
"What?" She says, turning towards me.
"Somethings wrong." I say as I hear a loud scream.
She pops out of bed. I go to the door.
"W-we should stay in here." She stutters. Karma never stutters.
"How about I go out and see what's going on, and you gaurd the room?" I ask her.
"Ok." She tells me meekly. I turn the handle on the door, and go down the stairs one by one, quietly as I can. I reach the last stair, and I peek around the corner.
I almost scream in terror, but I keep my mouth shut. An old lady, I know her from the book store in town, holding a lamp, beating my mother bloody. Mom is screaming, begging her to stop. The old lady hits my mother in the head, and very hard. I see a dent in her skull, and the lightbulb is catching on fire. It's catching her on fire. I can't watch this anymore. I run out from my hiding place,and run to get water. She spots me, and a smirk lights up her evil, wrinkly face. She stops me with her hand.
"Where do you think you're going little girl?" She asks me. I try to free myself, but she's so much stronger than me. I didn't know little old ladies could be so strong.
"Far away from you." I say, biting her arm. She lets go, and I run towards the water. I spin aroun her, and I pour the bucket on my mother. But I can tell I'm too late. She's on the floor, and she's not covered in flames, but I can tell she's almost dead. She's badly burned, and she's hardly moving.
I take a cautious step towards her, and I bend down. "Mom?" I ask.
"Clove? Oh Clove, oh Clove, oh Clove!" She says, reaching up towards me. I take her hands in mine, and I hope that she's ok.
"Are you going to be ok?" I ask her. As much as I know she likes Karma better, I don't think I could live without my mother.
"I'll be ok. They'll take care of me up there." She says, in some kind of delusional death state.
"Up where?" I pry. I have no idea what she's talking about.
"Where your dad is. He says he misses you." She tells me, her voice unnautrally high.
"Tell him I miss him too. And just remember, I love you." I say to her.
"I love you too. Please, be careful, and be ok." She says. I hear her mummble some insane stuff that I don't catch. She looks into my eyes, and I watch her slowly fade away. I close her eyes. It looks like she could be sleeping.
I try to walk away, to get Karma and tell her everything I saw, and maybe even cry. But the old lady isn't done with me yet.
"Stay here, and if you try to escape, you're next." She says evily. I don't move an inch. She comes downstairs, tugging Karma along. She pushes us up the stairs, and demands us to get our stuff.
"Where's Mom?" Karma asks as we grab our stuff.
"She's dead." I say, my voice cracking on the end.I try not to cry. Be strong, be strong, be strong, I repeat as I pack up my stuff. Be strong, be strong, be strong, I repeat as we're quickly pushed out of our house. I see the old lady light the place on fire with some kind of match. It burns brightly in the dark night, illmunating Karma's tear-stained face.
We're taken to the communtiy home, but the old lady argues with them. She says that she'll keep us. And they let her. I don't really register what's going on untill they hand us over to the old lady. She leads us down the street, taking us to the bookstore. I catch the eye of a kid in my class, Cato I think his name is. He sees us out of his window, and he just stares. I think he's putting the peices together. But I don't have time to see if he does.Because my life just changed, and I'm not sure if I can handle it.
57 Comments
Gah! Old people are mean! NOOOOOOO! Other than the mean old person, I liked it. :)
Thanks :)
Like it!!!!!
:O
A nasty old woman! :( I always though they baked you cookies :'(
yeah :(
Maybe they cook poisonous cookies o.O
Probably O.o OH MY GOD, THEY'RE GOING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD WITH COOKIES!!! Run for your life! And then eat one :)
Oh, god help us! There's more old people in the world than young! :O
RUNS AWAY MADLY
God, I'm hungry... Ooh, A COOKIE!
Eats cookie
Ooooops XD
XD
Takes cookie
Eats cookie
Well, that wasn't our brightest idea.
I think I can agree with you there.
Falls over
Oh yeah, we're dead.
Falls over in an over dramtic fashion
I forget that you can't talk when you're dead.
Why am I even saying this?
Gets up and then dramatically swoons and falls from tenth floor into a bin
So did I.
Gets up, and then starts dancing randomly to a random song
Oh? Are we alive again? XD
AWESOME!
Joins you and changes song to an awesomely scary song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3yZOc7dl5E
Oh, awesomly scary!
Keeps dancing while throwing bisticts at random people on the street
Hahaa XD
bistics? Ya mean buiscuits? Crunch, yummy things? WHY throw them away! They are too precious!
Runs after people with the biscuits!
Yeah, that's what I ment.
Throws obese cinnimon rolls at random people
Hey, it's Chuck Norris!
Throws Godzilla at him, and then locks them both in a cage whil laughing manicly
XD
Gathers up biscuits and wanders over to chuck Norris in a cage
Would ya like a biscuit, Chucky? XD
I don't know, should we give Chuck biscuits? I mean, we could just eat them in front of his unblinking eyes.
Laughs maniclly at the thought of eating biscuits in front of Chuck Norris
What was I thinking? GIVING AWAY BISCUITS!
Starts munching them all
Oh, sorry... Do you want some? XD
Lol, you can have them.
Sings along to Justin Beiber, then stops
Why am I even listening to Justin Beiber? I don't even like him?
Okay! Are you sure? Actually, scrap that question! I WANT THEM!
Gobbles them all up
You're singing to JUSTIN BEAVER? You naughty, naughty woman! Oh god, now Godzillas started the conga... -_-
Oh God, here we go.
Starts dancing with Godzilla.
Why is it that when a giant Gorilla starts to dance, we dance?
Starts the moonwalk across the room
I don't know......
Moonwalks while eating a random flying muffin
Woah! Random flying muffins? What about my pet quacking muffins?! :O
Have I introduced you to them yet? Deary me XD
My Quacking Muffins scuttle over
This is Skipper, Loopy, Choccomuffo, Apollo, Muffy and Chip! I had more but I gave them away o.O
Hello Skipper, Loopy, Choccomuffo, Apollo,Muffy, and Chip! May I eat you?
Looks at Katie with puppy dog eyes
Please?
You want to eat my Quacking muffins?! :O
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES MY QUACKING FRIENDS!
Quacking muffins waddle away at a slow pace
Oh, what the hell. Eat Chip- I never liked him anyway... XD
Yay! Come to me Chip!
Gets out a fork and knife for a random reason
A fork and knife to eat a MUFFIN?!
Okaaay....
Resumes to moonwalk
I am very strange.
Dances while eating Chip
I think I realised that when you came back to life after eating a poisonous cookie.
Starts eating Skipper with a knife and fork
We can be wierd together.
I like that plan.
Countinues eating Chip
Does this make us cannibals?
Me too.
Munches on an unusually crunchy part of Skipper and pulls a bone from my teeth
I think it does... maybe we should apologise to the Quacking Muffins?
Maybe.But we should finish off Chip and Skipper here first.
Contiunes eating Chip
Yes, how can we resist the temptation of Quacking Muffins.
Skipper the dead Quacking muffin starts moving
AAAAAAAAH! It's come back alive! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
Runs around madly with a butchers knife
Oh God.
Starts to run around with a fork while shuffling
EVERYDAY I'M SHUFFLING!!!!!!
I love that song! XD
Half runs around with a butchers knife and half shuffles
Ooh, look! Even Chuck Norris is shuffling! XD
Wow, Chuck Norris is shuffling! We should get a video!
Takes video while running around madly shuffling with a fork and knife
Why oh why didn't I video Godzilla doing the conga earlier?!
Tries to coax Godzilla into doing the conga with Loopy, my Quacking muffin
We should have thought of that.
Helps to coax Godzilla
Yes, indeed XD
Waves Loopy infront of Godzilla's unblinking eyes
Shall I open the cage?
Indeed you shall.
Takes out the Magic Key Of Magicness
Would you like the key?
YAY!
Grabs the Magic Key of Magicness and unlocks the door
I don't think I shoud've done that.
Godzilla runs out and knocks over the dining table!
Crap.
Chases after Godzilla with random bird.
Where did the bird come from?
Where did the bird come from?
Alaska?
*Chases after Godzilla and bird."
Wait! I wanna bird too. No, actualy, I'll have a koala bear!
Meet Greg!
Hello Greg!
Speaks in a really bad British accent
Would you like a spot of tea?
Hello Greg!
Speaks in a really bad British accent
Would you like a spot of tea?
How dare you copy my british accent? XD
Speaks in a really bad American accent
Y'all go down to the mall!
Well, I don't have a southern accent, so I'm not very offfended.
Eats a random hamburger
GRRR! I don't have a british accent... I have a slightly welsh, slightly English accent XD
Wooooaaah...
catches a flying monkey burger and eats
YUMMY!
Ooops... Sorry Godzilla! I didn't mean to eat monkey infront of you..
Runs away
Yeah, I'd run away if I were you
Catches flying monkey burger and eats it
We are not very bright sometimes.
I can agree with you there.
Stops running to eat another monkey burger
Godzilla is chasing you now >:D
I know that -__-
Runs from Godzilla
Hey, a knife!
Runs for knife
Wohooo!!! :D
Grabs a knife
Let's make Godzilla into another monkey burger! XD
The old lady is Gran?
she's EEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
Crys I feel bad for Clove!