Welcome Back

~ Ashley~

I just starred. It was still white, but you could barely tell. Pictures of Marceline and Morgan were plastered along the wall, throughout the years. From about age three leading up to current. Some were in New York, such as Marcy leaning so she looked like she was hanging on a huge skyscraper. Pictures of foreign places were everywhere, some band posters such as KISS and Motley Crue, she didn't turn towards me but just threw her bag on the black covered bed. I noticed some picture of her and John, but they stopped when the girls looked about six. From what I could figure the girls started changing at about age thirteen, and were fully transformed about a year ago.
"when exactly did you get back?" I asked, looking around her room.
"Two weeks ago. I haven't finished unpacking, I wanted to cover up the pretty paint job first."
"Wherw are the boxes?"
"Next room over. It's not much, but I've been pretty busy." She didn't procced to tell me anything else, so I didn't pry. she walked across the room and turned on some music, Girls, Girls, Girls began and I couldn't help but smile. I sat on the floor and pulled out some work. After about an hour of this we finished.
"you want to see something cool?" Marcy asked jumping up. I shrugged and followed. She went to the last room and pushed it open, revealing a room full of animals. On the back wall a network of tubes connected to cages holding mice, rats, and hamsters. On the right wall a small kitchenet took up about a quarter of the large room, holding a mini fridge and mini stove. Kittens played on a carpet castle that sat on the right wall and rabbits hopped about. I was about to comment when a little pig ran up to greet Marcy who smiled and dropped down to pet the creature. A beat up looking dog ran up and began growling at me, but Marcy snapped at it in some foreign language and it stopped.
"What is this?"
"They needed a home. But don't tell anybody because only Morgan knows and she doesn't exactly approve."
"Why not?" I asked holding a hand out to a little white rabbit.
"She thinks they're too much trouble. I work part time at the pet store so they give me free stuff instead of paying me." She said it so off handedly I didn't catch it for a minute.
She worked?
By choice?
I looked at Marcy who by now was holding a black kitten, while the white one clung to her sleeve.
"What are their names?" I asked.
"White cat is Yin, black is Yang. The pigs name is Truffles, the white rabbit is Road, the great one is Toad, and the brown was Goad. I didn't name the rabbits. There are a lot of the rodents so I'm not touching that. The dog I'd Dimitri, he only answers to Russian."
"How do your parents not know?"
"I snuck them threw the window, and the live on the bottom so as long as Dimitri never barks they won't hear a thing. And he can't bark because his throat was injured." I nodded. I wanted to look through the other rooms that she'd not showed me, not even sure they had stuff in them.
"you want pizza?"
"Huh?"
"Pizza. It's getting late,i can go downstairs and order some." I nodded, seeing that as my chance to snoop. She smiled and led me out of the animal room into the hall. She ran to the stairs and waved before vanishing. I figured I had a good twenty minutes so I began. The bathroom was large and clean. The first room I checked was full of packed up boxes and clearly used to store things. The second was full of art supplies and pictures. Lovely colors and shaped pinned onto the walls, and on the easel was a painting of a girl. One half was blonde haired, smiling sweetly and clearly very happy. One the other black colored hair and tears streamed down. A decisive way of the set in her face you could see determination. But on both sides were the perfect blue eyes that only two people had. I knew Marcy would be back soon so I quickly checked the last room.
A music studio.
Guitars lined the wall, a violin, a piano, a cello, and a saxophone were on stands. There were cases that looked like flute and clarinet and one I thought was one of those small high pitched flutes. I heard Marcy coming and ran out and into her sleeping room, bare of objects aside from her bed and some other furniture and the pictures covering her walls.
"It'll be here in about ten minutes." She informed me sitting down. "CC and Morgan said they'll come up to eat with us." I looked at Marceline Peyton King. A girl I'd know my whole life who I'd just now begun to learn about.
and leaned that I simply couldn't hate her anymore.

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