Relief floods through my body when I see the sign signalling that I am entering Dawn River. I smile to myself and feel my posture straighten. Suddenly I am motivated to continue walking even though it is well into the hours of the night and I have been walking for a good three hours. For once I regret my decision to quit the cross country team in the ninth grade. I've always been the athletic type but long distance had never been my thing not to mention the fact that I tend to give up on things easily. I like things that can both start and finish quickly so I can get them out of the way. When I can't see how long I have left is when I tend to become pessimistic towards projects. Seeing the sign of Dawn River meant that I was almost there. Right now I had no clue where there was but I knew that it had to involve food. My mother and father have always fed me well and made sure I had three proper meals with snacks in-between daily. Walking for more than three hours having not eaten anything since dinner the night before was making me hungry. Right now I would have given anything for just one of those chocolate chip cookies I tried to eat this morning.
Now this morning felt like a life time ago. It's funny how this time yesterday I thought my biggest problem would be waking up too early, little did I know where I would end up in twenty-four hours. I follow the familiar signs of Dawn River trying to find my way to the main street of town where the small market place and stereo type diners and cafe's can be found as well as a few shops lining the street.
Sharp pains rise through my stomach and I would give anything for the watch that my mum had given me for my sixteenth birthday that is sitting in its box in the top draw of my beside table in my bedroom never having been worn once. When I had gotten it I plastered on a small for my mum's sake but I had secretly wondered why she had wasted her money on it when everyone has a phone for the time, besides she knows that I have never been one for accessories, but right now that watch seemed like the perfect present and I hate myself for being too selfish to wear it. As soon as I get home I will put it on and never take it off again.
The town is dead silent which is not surprising considering majority of the town are old and most likely don't stay up later than seven- thirty pm. My dad taught me how to drive through these very streets one night when I was bored. My mum of course wasn't happy about it but my dad insisted that was how his father had thought him and that I would be safe and deserted. River had sat in the backseat and played the role of dj while my dad calmly talked me through what to do. After that we had driven to the closest McDonalds' and sat in the car park eating ice-cream while he told me what I should work on.
A sigh of relief escapes my lips when I turn into the familiar main road. But then I am hit with the reality of everything being closed this late at night. In small towns everything shuts before the sun even goes down leaving absolutely nothing to do at night but sit at home. But something sure is better than nothing and my grandparents lake house is two far of a walk, especially at this hour of night when I am beyond tired and hungry to the point I am sure I will collapse onto the hard, cold pavement beneath my feet that I am struggling to walk along.
Not long now, almost there, I tell myself as I continue walking down the street. There is a diner that I am positive is still open at this hour of night and is the only place in Dawn River that stays open 'till late. My Grandma had brought me here when I had gone through my first broken heart. I had been crushing hopelessly on the boy next door since I was nine years old, five years later I had managed to work up the confidence to tell him I liked him only to be rejected hard. Lesson learned the hard way to give anyone the pleasure of hurting you. My Grandma bought me a chocolate milkshake and comforted me for two hours while I cried and then promised she wouldn't tell my parents about it, I don't know why but I was just too embarrassed and didn't want anyone to know how much of a loser I was. The funny thing is I don't even remember the guys name, I did everything in my power to block that out. Who wants to be hunted of bad memories from their past?
The lights are on inside the diner causing me to smile to myself in triumph, finally something was going right today. My pace quickens as I walk up the footpath towards the entrance to the diner. With the last bit of strength I am positive I can conquer for the night I push the door open and am immediately hit with the cold air the air-conditioner is letting into the room.
The diner has not changed a single bit since the last time I was here. The sane horrible pink walls paired with a black and white tiled floor, same yellow bar stools and red booth's. It had been just as cringe worthy as last time. I had never been one for bright colours which to my disliking this diner was filled with them. I'm not sure if the pictures framed on the walls of cars and random dogs are new or I just didn't notice them last time but whichever scenario they should be taken down, they almost look worse than the pink walls. If anything I think the pictures distract the eyes of the ugliness of the colours on the walls.
The second thing I notice as I continue to walk through the diner is that it is completely empty, not a single customer or worker.
"Hello." I call out hoping to gain an answer. I am suddenly reminded of a scene in a horror movie where the axe murderer comes out and kills the helpless character off.
As I walk through the diner trying to find any sign of life in the diner I recall something I hadn't taken notice of until just now. All night; on the highway, through the town, on the main street, and now here in the diner, I have not come across a single sign of life.
In my panicked state I begin to back away slowly from the kitchen as though a threat was waiting for me behind the door.
After landing on an island in the Grand Line and feasting the night away with her nakama, Robin makes the mistake of being the first to go to sleep. When she awakes, she finds her world has gone to pieces-and its up to her to save the entire crew's sanity
Authors Note: Oh no! It's a 'One Piece in Wonderland' fanfic!
Yes, I wrote this. And yes, with a DON! I published it! Frobiness galore~! *sparkles confetti sparkles* Yea...I only write Alice in Wonderland and One Piece fics-this was bound to happen, I think.
Anyways, enjoy the story!
