Nutella Come Come Now

I follow Anastasia cautiously.

I reach under a welcome door mat and pull out a bronze key. I open the door and walk in.

I follow Anastasia carefully, my sword's handle gripped in my hand.

I continue through the house, leaving Allen in the Dining Room. I continue into the kitchen and find bloodstains still covering the floor. The old wood table which used to be used for meals shredded with claw marks. I continue through, like a ghost, checking all the rooms.

I stand tensely in the Dining room, waiting for Anastasia.

I finally finish, and walk back into the dining room. "Okay, we can leave now." I say walking to the door.

"What did you find out?" I asked. I followed Anastasia to the door.

"I'll tell you later." I say, locking the door and taking the key. "Go ahead, I'll catch up."

I shrug. "I would, but I don't know where to go. I'll wait for you over there." I say, walking over to a tree.

I smile. "Kay." I walk inside the house and find the pot that me and my dad would always keep our own personal flowers in. The "Annie's Flowers" sign still hung from the pot. The old tulips that used to submerge the pot in color were now just rotting soil. I stand there a minute, before restoring one of them, a crimson red flower with a pink center. I pick it an find and old dusty book laying beside the fire place. I quickly press the flower, fold it so it fits in my bag, and leave the house.

I see Anastasia walk out. I walk ver. "You ready?" I ask.

"Yep!" I nod, and start off towards the garage.

I follow her to the garage.

I enter the code and the door opens with a creak, revealing a large white RV. I grab the keys off the hook and unlock it. I open the door and get into the driver's seat.

I smile and climb into the passenger's seat. I sigh and sit back.

I put the RV in reverse and pull out. I turn the radio up onto a country station playing "Fly Over States".

I smirk and shut my eyes for a moment, thinking.

I look at the clock in shock and realize its close to 11:00. I park the car in some woods beside the road and walk towards the back of the truck. I grab a coat out of the coat closet and walk outside. I stop once I get to a local Wal-mart. I walk in, buy some Neapolitan ice cream, some tofu, some milk, some salad ingredients and peanut butter, and some asparagus. I buy it all and end up finishing off my cash. I walk back and put the things away, keeping the Tofu, salad, ice cream, and milk out. "You want anything? All I have is tofu and salad." I say, apologetically.

I open my eyes, startled. "No, I'm fine. I have stuff in my bag." I say, pulling out the sandwich from earlier. I starting nibbling on it.

I shrug, and open up the tofu. I finish it in a matter of minutes and make a salad with Greek dressing. I usually use Italian, but I couldn't find any. I finish half of that and put some in the fridge for later. I then scoop three scoops of ice cream insto A cup with some milk. I stir it together to make a milkshake, and sit down on the couch.

I finish the last bite of my sandwich and walk over and sit next to Anastasia. "So. What did you find out?" I ask softly.

"He's dead." I answer, scanning the TV.

I frown slightly. "I'm sorry." I say quietly.

"Don't be. You'll regret it tomorrow. I'll be sobbing into my pillow trying to kill myself." I tell him, finally deciding on Storage Wars.

I grin sadly. "Well, I'll be the one to prevent you from doing that." I say.