Post by MegaTuga on Jul 15, 2013 9:24:39 GMT -5
It's BACK!
I had this plan for a fanfic for quite a long time, and only recently I decided to put it on paper. Basically, it is a story on Rock and Roll's childhood. And since this is their first day in middle school you can guess that it happens when they were 10 years old.
I had this plan for a fanfic for quite a long time, and only recently I decided to put it on paper. Basically, it is a story on Rock and Roll's childhood. And since this is their first day in middle school you can guess that it happens when they were 10 years old.
I plan to continue on this story but I don't know for how long, so wish me luck!
Also, as you have noticed, every "lesson" is an episode with a specific morale. I hope you like them!
Lesson 1: Trust your spotter.
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A kid with spiked hair sleeps soundly. He stayed up all night playing games, no wonder that he is so tired. The sheets are torn around everywhere, apparently he moved a lot while he was sleeping.
Still, despite being called, despite the knocking on the door, he still won't wake up.
"... Well, if you want it like this..."
The door opened, and another spiked-haired child, this time a blonde girl, came in in a school uniform. She took off her shoes and started to jump on the boy's bed. Soon after a weird-looking monkey joined the party of bouncing up and down in the softness of the mattress. The young boy's sleep couldn't resist any longer and soon gave in.
"All right Roll. I'm up..." With a huge yawn, and despite the bouncing girl on his bed, he tried to stand up which only caused the girl called Roll to fall from the bed.
"Ah! Roll, are you okay?" He asked, quickly going to her side to check up on her. The little monkey was also so worried that he started to squeal around her.
"I told you to wake up, didn't I?" Said Roll, with flowing tears on her eyes.
"I know, I am sorry."
"... Jerk!" And with that she left the room, leaving the door wide open behind her, in it a plate is nailed where it can be read "Rock's room".
Rock was a 10 year-old boy that lived with his sister Roll and his grandfather, Barrell. Today was the first day of middle school, and Roll was looking forward to that so much that she couldn't sleep. And she didn't want to get late so she tried to force her brother to wake up so they could go to school together. Was it that important? For her it was. She has her reasons, Rock on the other hand, couldn't care less.
He got up and noticed his uniform neatly folded in a chair in his room. Roll handed it to him, washed and ironed. She is really reliable. The small monkey hopped around the chair, trying to get Rock's attention.
"I know Data, I should apologize."
Data smiled, and exited the room, taking hold of the doorknob with a jump and somehow, he swung it close. Rock stared at the uniform for about three seconds before taking off his pajamas and slipping in his new clothes.
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"Good morning Gramps!"
In the kitchen there was an old man with gray beard, and a journal in front of his face, hiding the metallic plate on his head and the two glowing mechanical green eyes. This man was Professor Barrell, once a famous digger who wrote several guides to digging and books about the ancient civilizations. Now, he was retired.
He moved the journal away from his eyes and looked at Rock.
"Oh! Good morning Rock! You look great in that uniform!"
"Thanks Gramps. Where is Roll?"
He looked upon the table, where once a cup of milk and a sandwich were, and then to the sink, where next to it was resting a sparkly, clean cup.
"As you can see, she took her breakfast and ran off. Did something happened?"
At the boy's guilty look, the Professor quickly arrived at the possible conclusion.
Rock replied: "She was trying to wake me up but I made her fall from the bed and bump her head on the floor."
"Was it your intention?"
"Of course it wasn't! I would never do that to her!"
"Then you better explain yourself when you see her, okay?"
The young boy nodded once and said: "Okay Gramps. I will!"
Barrel looked at the clock on the wall: "Well, you better get going then!"
Before his eyes, the spiked-haired boy made the sandwich on top of the table disappear in one single gulp. Then he went to the fridge and drank several gulps of milk directly from the package. He cleaned his mouth with his sleeve.
"I'm off!" Said, Rock, leaving the house, storming off like a rocket.
Barrel returned his eyes to the journal for a while before realizing: "Oh my, He forgot his lunch!"
The lunch box was forgotten on the side of the cabinet. It was wrapped in a nice blue cloth which had Rock's name stitched on it.
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Walking alone down the streets, the blode girl walks peacefully but with a pained expression stamped in her eyes. She did not want to shout at him like that. She knows that it wasn't intentional, but she doesn't know how to apologise.
It's been quite fun living with a brother, even if he is not really her brother. But no matter what, Rock was always on her side for everything, so maybe this time...
"H-hey Roll! Wait up!"
She heard his voice behind her. She couldn't bring herself to talk to Rock. Not now. Her legs started moving faster from a walking pace to a running dash. And before Rock could say anything else, she had already turned around the corner and inside the school.
Rock slowed down his pace. Was she still mad at him? That question felt somewhat painful as he asked himself that.
Even though he tried to apologize she ran away... does this mean that she doesn't like him...? No, that would be silly. Still, he really wants to say he's sorry.
Meanwhile, Roll had just entered her classroom and found her seat. Breathing heavily, she sat and opened her bag to take out the notebooks and pencils. Her classmates whispered among themselves about what they have just seen. And to make matters worse, Rock also enters the classroom and after spotting Roll he walks towards her.
"Hey, Roll look..."
"I don't want to talk."
"But Roll..."
She stood up, dragging the chair as she did. And just as she was about to speak the bell rang, indicating the beginning of the class. The teacher came in and all the students started to get in their respective seats. Roll sat as well, without saying a word, and Rock saw no choice but to also return to his desk, a couple rows behind Roll's.
---
Roll ran away during the mid-day recess, and Rock searched all the school for her to no avail. When he got back to the classroom for the second period, she was already there, reading a book about mechanics. She is really keen on that subject for someone of her age.
All of this is incredibly weird. What is she mad about now? It cannot be the little accident when she tripped over his bed. Rock cannot have a grasp on what exactly happened for Roll to behaving like this. And the fact that since today is the first day of school, the teachers want them to get acquainted, instead of giving lessons. That only empties Rock's mind of thoughts that could be filled with worrying about studies but they are worrying about Roll instead.
Not too soon, the bell rang again for the lunch period. And as expected, Roll already stormed out of the classroom the second the bell rang.
She was devastated. She knew that there was nothing wrong with Rock, that she was the problem. She has been avoiding him during the whole day, and yet Roll cannot say why. Inside her, she knows the reason, but cannot bring herself to say it out loud.
---
The lunch period was about to end, just 20 more minutes. Roll ate her lunch alone, in a bench behind the school, and is now drinking the rest of her juice box. It seemed rather strange that nobody was around. Maybe everybody is playing in the field...? Roll could have been there if she made any effort to talk to somebody, but her mind was set on avoiding Rock.
She was so absorbed by her own thoughts that she never noticed an older boy approaching until he spoke.
"Hey there, are you alone?"
The tall, and muscular boy spoke to Roll. It took a moment for her to realize that he was not being friendly by asking that question as a couple others joined him.
"Me and my guys have noticed a newbie running around in out turf. To think it was a girl... and a cute one at that."
Roll picked her things. "It's okay. I'm leaving." And as she was about to stand up...
"Who said you could leave?" And then Roll was pushed back into the bench with so much strength that she fell off it. "We need to teach you a lesson for roaming around our territory!"
One of the boys started to ransack Roll's things, and the other was helping him as Roll stepped back, bit by bit.
The bully ripped a branch of a nearby tree and raised it above his head, looking at Roll with his blood-shot eyes, filled with anticipation. All Roll could do was to cross her arms in front of her and hope for lesser pain that what it would be expected. And also a wish formed in her heart... a wish to see him again. She regrets not apologizing to her best friend for being mad at nothing...
"Leave her alone you no-good-for-brains!"
Roll couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the spiked-haired boy with a defying look in his eyes, running towards her.
The bully changed targets and put himself between Roll and Rock, to late swing the massive branch...
...which Rock caught mid-swing. He then tanked the branch and threw it beyond the fence.
"Why you...!"
The bully launched his fist forwards, but Rock was too fast. He dodged the blow at an amazing speed, rolling on the ground to his right and stood up again, facing his foe.
The bully charged at Rock again. With all his rage he threw his whole body at Rock, with his massive arms wide open, ready to smash the little kid to pieces.
The blue boy was expecting this. All he had to do was take a couple steps to the left and watch the bully smash his head against the tree in which Rock was leaning on. The tree shook and the bigger boy fell on the ground, watching the stars floating around his head. In other words, with that blow, he was out cold.
The other two rushed to their boss, and while one of the dragged him out of there, the other followed suit shouding behind himself: "We will not forget this!"
Rock cleaned the sweat that started to form on his forehead with his arm and went to ROll who was still on the ground.
"Are you okay? Those brutes didn't hurt you right?"
He didn't expect Roll's reply. Or her next action.
She jumped to him, chaining her arms around his neck. Rock was so surprised that lost balance and fell on the floor, with Roll still linked to him. "You idiot..." She said. "Why did you came to help me after I treated you like that...?"
Rock went silent as the tears of the blonde girl fell from her face into his. Then, he patted her head saying: "Come on Roll. You know I would not let you like that! You are family after all!"
Roll removed her arms from Rock's neck and looked at him. "... I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"I was mad at you for no reason... this morning I wanted to go to school with you, I almost didn't slept while I was thinking like that... and you..."
"Idiot."
"Huh...?"
Rock raised his torso, holding himself with his hands on the ground. "You could have just said that to me you know. I would have got up earlier, if you would have just told me that you wanted to go together!"
Roll, took a couple steps back, while hiding her face which now had blood rushing to her cheeks. "B...but I thought if you went with me I..."
"Yes...?"
Roll waved her hands in front of her, in an unnecessary motion. "N...nothing! Nothing at all! Forget what I said!"
Rock stood up. "Seriously, Roll. Whatever it is, I want you to know that I trust you. I believe that we will always be good friends, no matter what!"
Cleaning her tears, she replied: "No matter what...?"
The blue boy nodded once. This was enough to put a smile in Roll's face. "I'm... happy that you say that." She paused for a couple seconds. "... erm. Rock?"
He titled his head in curiosity, waiting for Roll to continue whatever she is about to say.
"Erm... I... that is... would you..."
Suddenly a storm was heard. With roaring growls, it shook the earth. But it did not come from the sky. But the rumbling came from Rock's empty stomach.
Roll couldn't help but giggle. All Rock did was blush in embarrassment.
"I bet you forgot lunch... Don't worry. I thought such a case would happen. I will treat you at the cafeteria!"
Rock smiled back at Roll. He then went to grab Roll's bad and her things. "Come on! I will race you there!" said Roll, dashing ahead of him, while the blue boy was distracted.
He sighed.
That's right. He will always trust his best friend and beloved sister. No matter what happens.
...
"H-hey! No fair! Wait for me Roll!"
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PROLOGUE:
Down the road, a limousine was cruising the street next to the school. Its black exterior was polished and without a single speck of dust, until a tree branch that appeared in the middle of nowhere smashed against one of the headlights.
The driver pushed the brakes with all his strength, the wheels squealed and after drifting for a couple meters, the limousine finally came to a stop.
"Carlos! Watch the road!" shouted a manly voice from the passenger seat, as he exited the car with furious rage.
"I am sorry my lord. The object appeared out of nowhere." said the driver. clearly fearing the wrath of his boss.
The boss opened the back doors to check up on the other passengers. "Are you alright, my love?"
A lovely voice replied to him: "Yes, just a little bit shaken up what's all. What about you my dear princess? Are you unhurt?"
Out of the door a little girl stepped out, wearing a beautiful pink dress.
"That was scary. But we are fine, Papa." Said the girl, while looking around to see what caused the accident, with her silver skull-shaped earrings swinging around on her head and shining in the sunlight.