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| STORY |
| It was 9:07 am and everyone had been awoken by the sound of Custard singing her favourite song in the shower. Drying her hair she wandered in to the kitchen humming away to her self. Tillis slammed the food generator and started towards the kitchen stool, "Boy Tillis, how can you eat that survivor crap?" Custard exclaimed as she watched her good friend munch away on her breakfast. Tillis seemed to like the "old food" which everyone found hard to comprehend. "Old food" was the food that the human race used to eat. "It's nice, has an interesting texture unlike the boring, compressed stuff you all eat," she replied as she took another bite this time making it more enthusiastic as if to make a point. Tillis was quite a dark person; she didn't let on much about her past and didn't like to talk about the one year of her life when no one had seen or heard from her. Custard on the other hand was quite open about every aspect of her life and would gladly talk about the private issues that not many would dream of. Ralf stormed in to the kitchen and slammed himself on to the spare stool, "What's up with you? I think someone got out the wrong side of bed this morning, don't you?" Custard asked Tillis, "Hmmm, yeah.." she replied half-heartedly. Tillis didn't care too much for Custard's digs at Ralf. Although she wouldn't admit it, she had a slight crush on him. "What do you mean what?s up with me? What's up with you waking us all up with your annoying squawking in the shower!" Ralf shouted as he threw him self off the chair. He usually wore little if no clothing and today was no exception. "Put some clothes on Ralf, not everyone wants to see all that," Keke said to him as him self and Amy wandered through the kitchen slide-door. "I can't help it if I have such an amazing body and you don't!" Ralf joked as he strutted around the kitchen but everyone could tell that deep down he believed that he had the better body. Ralf was the poser of the group and fancied himself more than anyone could ever fancy him. He had a different girl coming out of his room every morning and the den mates were used to this regular occurrence. But deep down he was a nice guy and every body could see that. Keke on the other hand didn't parade his body to the world but was quite modest about his toned body, which everybody admired. He was a great artist and many people had bought his well-known work. Keke was very devoted to his girl friend Amy and loved her more than anything and everyone could see that. Amy too was an artist but not of that kind, she wrote articles for the local news and her work was published in several areas of centre earth. She too loved Keke more than anything and loved to watch him create a new masterpiece. Her best friend and also den mate was Iria who unlike Amy loved to tart her self up and go to the nearest technocade, Kapow. Kapow was a virtual reality arcade in section C-48 where all the coolest people hung out. Their den was in C-49 so Iria had to travel by superbus to get there which didn't take very long but Iria still moaned. Moaning was what Iria did best and everyone knew her as the moaner of the group. "Why are you so loud Custard? And why do you always have to have a shower so early in the morning and why.." Iria moaned as she wandered in to the kitchen twisting her beautiful, golden locks. Custard stopped her mid-sentence "And why are you always moaning? No one else had a problem with me showering this morning!" everyone stared at Custard with a look of disgust on their faces. "Ok, maybe I was a bit loud but I can't help it if I'm so happy and bright in the morning," she said as she wandered out of the room with her nose in the air. The other members shared a glance as they left the room in all different directions leaving Tillis in the kitchen once again eating her breakfast. "Come on Custard, we won't be long I just want to check out the guys before we head on home," Iria shouted to Custard as she dragged her through the busy technocade. Iria and Custard had just been shopping in the biggest mall in C-48 and were now drifting through Kapow. Custard could never understand Iria's obsession with the popular technocade but now it all became clear. There were hundreds of cute guys everywhere. The pair wandered over to a game called Star Sailor Ship and stood against a food and drink generator. Custard took out her communicator and began speaking to her buddy Amika. "Look at this place Mika, I can't believe I let Iria bring me here!" Custard moaned to her friend on her communicator. Communicators were hand-held screens in which you could see the person you were talking to without actually being any where near them. While Custard was on the communicator Iria wandered around and found a guy she thought she recognised. "Hey! Aren't you Riku? Don't you work at Central News with Amy?" she asked as she pressed herself quite close to the guy's side. "Yeah, how do you know..oh you're Amy's den mate umm... Cupid..?" he replied looking quite perplexed. "No, you mean Custard and no I am Iria," "Oh, yeah sorry I'm not too good with names!" Riku said sounding quite bemused by the fact that he didn't really remember her. After a while of talking Iria found out that earlier that day Riku had been looking for a new place to stay. "Well you know there's a spare bed in our den and Ralf's lovely I'm sure he wouldn't mind you staying in his room,'" Iria offered. "You know I might take you up on that offer because I really am desperate and I've met all you guys before, thanks Iria!" Riku said as he slapped Iria on the bum. Iria went a raspberry colour and ran off to find her friend. "You did what!" Custard shouted, everyone on the superbus turned around to stare, which was replied with a filthy look from her. "What! He needed a place to stay so I said he could stay with us. Don't look at me like that, what's done is done!" Iria said to her buddy as they stepped off the superbus. Iria wasn't aware of the trouble that lay ahead and blissfully walked home swinging her shopping bags and talking to Custard. |
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