Thread:Pommy Pyro/@comment-35871510-20180721060813

'''(A/N) The "Ticking Time bomb" thing I got from a beautiful and amazing book named "The Fault in Our Stars". Credit to that book and it's author for it!'''

Sophie stormed into her home. She ran up the stairs, went into her room, and slammed the door shut behind her. Soon she heard heavy footsteps- Grady's- pounding up the stairs. Then she heard heard him banging on the door. "SOPHIE! WHAT"S GOING ON?"

"Nothing!" Sophie yelled, "EXCEPT THE FACT THAT I'M A BOMB! I'm a ticking bomb, and when I go off I'll hurt everybody around me, leaving them with nothing but pain! All I do is cause fear and I wish somebody could hurl me out the window already!"

"You're not a bomb Sophie! You're my daughter, and I love you more than life itself!"

The fight went on and eventually Grady found that he couldn't win this battle. He used his last resort. "Look, Sophie, come on out, lets talk about it, okay? Edaline found a stray cat and she's washing it downstairs! Come down and see it, it's beautiful." He wasn't lying. The cat was beautiful and Edaline really was washing it. Or at least trying to. It kept jumping out of the sink and trying to run away. Edaline swore it was the smartest thing, always finding it's way out of  tough spots. Every time she snapped her fingers and made the cat reappear in the sink though.

"Go away Grady! Just leave me alone! I'll be out soon." Then she mumbled to herself, so only she could hear it,  "Just so I can be a disappointment to everyone again." Sophie heard Grady reluctantly walk back down the stairs and flop on the couch.

She heard her adoptive parents talking, she couldn't hear what they were saying but eventually she heard a cage door close and Grady ask, "Did you close that right?" Edaline replied: "I don't know for sure, but I put food there, it won't try to leave even if I didn't close it right." Then they talked a little more. The last she heard was of a door closing. They must've decided to go in their room to talk about Sophie.

Sophie sat on her bed and thought. She kept thinking. And kept thinking. Eventually she looked at Iggy sitting in his cage, begging to be let out. Sophie felt bad for him. As she walked over to his cage she gave him a sad smile and said, "Well, you should at least be able to have a little fun. If you bring me back a grape from the kitchen, I'll start letting you out sometimes at night to roam the house. Deal?" Iggy let out a cute gurgling noise that Sophie assumed meant: "YAS, YAS, YAS, YAS, OKEH, GRAPE" in imp language.

Sophie unlocked the cage.

Iggy scrambled to the closed door of her bedroom.

Maybe if Sophie had seen the cat on her way inside, maybe if she saw it and believed that there was another animal in the house, Iggy's life could have been very different. Alas, Sophie didn't see the cat. Nor did she believe Grady when he said there was a predator in the house.

Sophie opened her bedroom door. "Have fun!" She said.

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'''(A/N) Okay! The sad stuff is coming next chapter! I know, I know, I'm sorry for the cliffhanger... You can probably tell what's coming. Trust me, it won't be pretty...''' 