... screeeeek...
the small stool with which ralph seated when he was ready to write made a screeky noise as he draws it close to the dinning room to read to natacha as usual except this time he had nothing to read
he sat down screening the pages of his book as if in search of something whilst natacha waited for him to read. she picked up her little bottle of fume and sprayed it all over her face as usual , she observed ralph and noticed he was not complying as usual he was behaving rather unusual than he should according to her.
" why the wait story teller ?" natacha asked a bit calmer than usual
" em let me just,. eem "
" spit it out !!!". and this time she unleashed her usual rage hitting the table hard with her hands
" eem so ehh this one is called the Cuckoo clock". ralph had no idea on what story to tell so he looked round the room and found an ancient looking clock and that was what brought up this new story to his mind
" when Scots parents brought the Cuckoo clock at an estate stall he thought it was just another old tiny piece of junk but there was something strange about the clock "
natacha looked at the top wall of the room and found the clock he was talking about now he was caught
" every hour on the clock the little Cuckoo would pop out and then ehh Steve started to notice the"
natacha was tired of this and so she shuned him " who's Steve I thought you said his name was Scot ?"
" hmmgh," ralph coughed out at this point lomar was looking at him weirdly as if mocking him " sorry, right ehmm Scot, so ehm Scot noticed that the Cuckoo seemed to looked a little bit different every time it appeared like it's eyes would
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the next moment natacha was right in front of him starring fiercely at him, she took his night book and searched through it but found no new story " where are your stories, the one that you're supposed to be writing everyday "
" I'm sorry I''' I can explain " ralph was now I a big mess he couldn't get himself off " the shredder it, it got into my bag "
" the shredder ate your homework ?" natacha asked looking very devilish with a smirk on her face
" yeah it's true it escaped from the night nursery . ". though asmien was scared she still stepped in to at least save ralph
" quiet girl , you've been a torn on my flesh since the moment you arrived " now she was going to harm them both, fear was etched all over their faces
" I'll,.... we'll do anything please !! ". asmien said pleading for mercy as natacha approached. them with no path for them to run they found themselves pressing against the Wall edge.
" please,. you can barely follow a recipe"
". ehmm , him.. you need him " asmien spoke on behalf of ralph, she had no hope to survive this .
" I'll... I'll write the best stories " ralph pleaded
" hmmmmmgh. let's face it ". natacha said as she raised forth her hands slowly pointing them at ralph and asmien,. at this moment lomar which was perched on the table side camouflaged itself and was no longer visible.
" so long suckers". natacha said after a cough and then another and after several coughs she looked dizzy and fell on the floor .
ralph and asmien were both shocked about this, the almighty natacha was now on the floor unconscious ... after a while of thought they stood up and walked up to the now unconscious natacha, they stared at her with disbelieve .
the hadn't given her the sleeping potion which was a failed experiment but now she was on the floor with no physical wounds on her this was so unusual.
ralph hit her with his foot to check of she was completely asleep and the answer confirmed she was.
for the second time asmien did the same and the answer was still as before she was unconscious.
meeooow .....
lomar fell on the floor it was now visible and it was staggering left and right trying to regain it's balance. ralph noticed there was a small bottle on its mouth. it was natacha's purple perfume.
" lomar!! .. are you ok, what's happening.". he looked around and noticed the bottle they stored the sleeping potion they made was on the floor close to where lomar first appeared " something's wrong with lomar ". ralph said with worry. over the passed few days he had become more close to the cat and he took it as a friend now.
asmien picked up natacha's purple perfume bottle and checked it out. after a while she looked happy " lomar put the potion in the bottle of mist. " she was doused by the sleeping potion too ,. she was a prisoner like us too ".
" we did ralph we did it, we beat her. " asmien said with glee she was very excited about their victory. asmien reached out for a bag in which natacha kept her stuff and brought out two keys one looked fairly ordinary whilst the oder was made of dried bone it looked spooky .
ralph opened his bag and put the already sleeping lomar inside, natacha was fast asleep this was their chance to escape and they were not going to waste it.
asmien looked at natacha's unconscious body with the smile of victory " how's that for following a recipe ."
asmien and Ralph headed for the entrance door which natacha usually went through whenever she was going out or coming in. they ran as fast as they could go and when they got to the door asmien prod In the two keys into the key holes with no hesitation, she was ready to go home
" wait where do you think it goes " ralph asked in caution to where the door led. he was longing to get out of that house but he wasn't going to blindly open a misterious door with a couple of spooky looking key and just jump out In the hopes of going home
" well it leads home ". asmien said with glee she had been here for far too long and it had taken all caution off her, she just wanted to get out of this place . ...