The Protectors - Chapter SixThe Protectors by RachelThe Protectors - Chapter Six
Chapter 6 - Wake-up Calls and Foxy Foxes
Briiinggggg. Briiinggggg. Briii- "WHAT?!" Rachel practicaly roared into the phone as she snatched it out of it's cradle and rushed it to her ear. The person on the other end squeeked in shock, and then Rachel heard a loud gulp. "I'm sorry ma'am! I was informed that you requested a six AM wake-up call!" Another squeek was heard before the phone was slammed down. "Ugggggg!" Rachel groaned as she flopped back onto the bed acidentaly hitting it's other occupant and bringing her into the waking world. "Ouch!" Cried
The Protectors - Chapter FiveThe Protectors, by RachelThe Protectors - Chapter Five
Chapter 5 - Airsick, and Songs
"AMY!" Said girl bolted up as her name was screamed into her sensitive pink ears. Spinning to glare at the offender, Amy turned to Rachel and sent her a 'go-die-NOW!' look. Rachel just rolled her eyes and went to sit at Amy's computer desk. "So, when are we going to Chicago? How are we getting there? Oh, and who all is going?" Rachel asked as she started opening programs on Amy's computer. "Ummmm...." Amy started as Rachel raised an eyebrow at her. "Well, you see... ummm the thing is..." Rachel rolled her eyes at Amy.
The Protectors - Chapter FourThe Protectors, by RachelThe Protectors - Chapter Four
Chapter 4 - Dreams...
As Amy grogily walked up the stairs to her room, she thought about the long day she had just faced. She grined tiredly as she opened the door to her pink room. She walked into her closet and changed into her overly large sleeping shirt. After this she barely had time to crawl into her bed before she shut down and fell into a fitful sleep.
*CRASH!* "Mmmmm?" Amy sat up a bit in her bed and rubbed her eyes groggily. She looked at her windows and saw her curtains billowing from the wind. "Rachel? Is that you?" She whispered as she
The Protectors - Chapter ThreeThe Protectors, by RachelThe Protectors - Chapter Three
Chapter 3 - So, Who Want's Cake?
"Ugggggggggg....." Groned a large pink lump. After a bit of tosling a small cat ear pocked out of the top of the lump, and swiveled back and forth, as it listened for any sounds. Next came a tossled head with many fly-away hairs. The girl glared at the window that was letting in just a crack of light that just happened to land right in her face. She pulled the pink conferter back over her head before groning again and falling back on her bed. "Good morning Princess!" Came the way to cheerful voice of her maid/nanny, as she swept into
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