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Fears and FriendsOllie's BFF if Charchar2's
Nutmeg, and he's afraid of
Zayn.
The plumerian entered his car and looked around.
Where is she? he thought, squinting out the window, and scanning the city view around him. He turned the engine on and leaned back in the driver's seat. Suddenly, a small female of his age popped up from in front of the car. The male jumped in his seat and flailed his arms in the air involuntarily. "AHH!" he shrieked.
The female giggled and skipped around the car into the passenger's seat. The male sighed and spoke to the girl. "Nutmeg, I told you not to do that anymore!" he moaned.
Nutmeg snickered some more. "Oh, Ollie, little Ollie Oliver. Won't you learn that you can't stop me from having fun?" she cheered.
Ollie grinned and rolled his eyes. "Well, fine. Lucky I didn't try to take off without you, eh?" he asked, putting his hands on the wheel and starting to drive. "So where's this place you wanted to go? I thought I remembered it was in the sketchy part of town." he commented.
Nutmeg nodded. "Yeah, but trust me, it's fine. It's just south of main street." she told him.
Once they were there, Ollie got out cautiously, checking to make sure the car was locked about fifty times before giving up. "Daytona works here?" he asked.
Nutmeg nodded again. "Yeah, it's on the third floor. Past the pub and the tattoo parlor."
"What a lovely place." Ollie moaned, starting up the creaky wooden steps. Ollie could easily see himself falling off, there wasn't even a railing. "Uh, Nutmeg? How about we just have him come meet us?" he offered.
Nutmeg shook her head. "I told him specifically we'd come get him. Plus, it's not too bad!" she nudged him with her elbow, causing Ollie to trip and fall. The wood rattled vigorously at his feet.
A plumie from below stared up at the two with greedy eyes. "Need help?" he asked, grinning so that they could see his pointy teeth.
Ollie shook his head firmly, standing up and backing away. "N-no thanks, sir, I think we're all right."
Zayn squinted and smiled. "You take care now." he sneered. He pretended to leave, but stayed hidden in the shadows.
Ollie shuddered, but said nothing. "Let's just get this over with." he moaned. Nutmeg nodded happily and followed. Meanwhile, Zayn was climbing up the stairs from the other side.
"You're quite rude, kid." he hissed, catching up to the two and taking Ollie by surprise. "You acted like you wanted me to leave!" Zayn easily towered over scrawny little Oliver, whose shaky breath and frightened eyes wreaked of fear.
"N-no sir, not at all sir..." he said softly.
Nutmeg grinned and skipped right up to Zayn. "I think you're all right!" she lied. "I think you're just a bit lonely." she hugged him. "See Ollie, he's fine!"
Ollie gulped, restraining himself from telling her not to confront scary strangers. "Yeah..." he looked down at his watch, facepalming himself. "Oh, would ya look at the time! We really have to go now..."
Zayn scowled. "Leaving so soon?" he asked.
"We've got to go now..." he said in a hurried tone. He grabbed Nutmeg's hand and dragged her along to the car. "GET IN." he demanded. The plumie was running after them now, full with rage.
"Won't you stay?" he yelled after them.
"We've got to go NOW." Ollie said worriedly, stamping on the gas pedal and driving away.
Nutmeg giggled. "That was fun!" she said from the passenger's seat.
Ollie cocked his head and grinned with relief. "Only now that we're out of that mess. Maybe Daytona can come some other time..." he said, not wanting Daytona to have anything to do with that man, either.
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ArtBy Olivesaurus
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