Sunday, May 15, 2011

Dream Guardians Part 11

Well, this took forever. The writing is a load of rubbish but...yeah. Enjoy.


Holo sat quietly in her room, working furiously on her math homework.  After about ten minutes, she threw it down in relief.  It was done, but the answers were probably wrong.  Holo didn’t really care right then, though.

The fight had ended suddenly, with Narnia, Mei, Fox-Boy, Utau, and Ikuto disappearing.  Shana had been so quiet, so secretive since then.  She was certain that something was wrong.

“Well then,” Holo said, suddenly standing up, “I do believe that some detective work is in order.”

Holo dashed around her room, pocketing her phone, wallet, red IPod and purple headphones.  (She was mumbling to herself the entire time, for she was very fond of speaking to herself and pretending to be two people).  After a quick argument with herself about pumpkin pie vs. apple pie, Holo tugged on her combat boot and black hoodie over her Pikachu pajamas and dashed downstairs to the door.

“Where are you going?”

Cursing, Holo turned back to face her older cousin – Joan - who was “babysitting” her while her parents were on a business trip.

“I’m going out,” she said.

Joan raised an eyebrow.  “Really?  Where?”

Holo shrugged.  “Out.”


“Here and there.”

“Where’s ‘here and there’?”

“Oh, you know, it’s here and there.  Out.”

Joan scowled.  “You’re not going anywhere.”

“Yes, I am.  Clearly, I’m going out.”  And with that, Holo kicked open her front door and ran cackling into the street.

Thirty minutes, two bus rides, and one over the phone argument with Joan later, Holo was in Tokyo.  She checked the time on her phone.  1:30 a.m.  Huh.  Good thing it was Friday.

Holo strolled around for a bit, not really knowing why her instincts had brought her to the city when she was supposed to be looking for Shana.  Rolling Girl by Hatsune Miku was blasting in her ears when she caught a flash of familiar red hair on a rooftop.  The rooftop of the old Christmas Company building.

She didn’t hesitate.  She didn’t even consider going home to change out of her Pikachu PJ’s.  Holo whipped out her phone and called Erza.


And there you go. Mir will post part 12.


  1. YAY! I can finally write the next part! XD This is great, I don't see anything wrong with it! Keep being awesome!

  2. Thanks Mir!

    Sorry it took so long Dx