Streets of Fandom, Sunday Afternoon
Sunday, January 5th, 2020 06:36 amLucy stood on the deck of the Cape Rouge, staring out towards the island. Duke hadn't come home yesterday. And while that happened sometimes, he usually came home by the next day. The one time he had been gone for days and days, he'd brought her onto the Island She Wasn't Supposed To Go To and put her in a different room, where there was all the food she could eat if she asked for it.
But now he wasn't here and she was hungry and that was bad, but she was worried, too. And that was worse. Because hungry, she could just eat a few of the little bird things that hopped around the boat. She'd done that before - though she vastly preferred her food cooked now. But worry, that was different. Much as she might wish it otherwise, there wasn't enough food to fill the hole in the pit of her stomach where worry lived.
She knew she wasn't supposed to go to the island. They took her away before and if they did that again, she wasn't sure if Duke and Octavia would find her again. But at the same time...if Duke was missing, shouldn't she go look for him? Find him? Bring him home and maybe make noodles for him.
Yes. That's what friends would do. And if she could fight off sharks, she could go onto the island.
In disguise, of course. Which involved an oversized hoodie, a pair of pajama pants, and mismatched flipflops.
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But now he wasn't here and she was hungry and that was bad, but she was worried, too. And that was worse. Because hungry, she could just eat a few of the little bird things that hopped around the boat. She'd done that before - though she vastly preferred her food cooked now. But worry, that was different. Much as she might wish it otherwise, there wasn't enough food to fill the hole in the pit of her stomach where worry lived.
She knew she wasn't supposed to go to the island. They took her away before and if they did that again, she wasn't sure if Duke and Octavia would find her again. But at the same time...if Duke was missing, shouldn't she go look for him? Find him? Bring him home and maybe make noodles for him.
Yes. That's what friends would do. And if she could fight off sharks, she could go onto the island.
In disguise, of course. Which involved an oversized hoodie, a pair of pajama pants, and mismatched flipflops.
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