Only The Kraft KindA Chapter by .ana.008.
"Why is the world upsidown?" Summer asked. Her tiny body draped about the couch in a more than comical way. Little toes covered by lacy pink stockings lay where your head ought to be. Naturally forcing her head into the vacancy that should contain your feet.
"The world is not upsidown dear...you are" her Nanny replied.
A small humph issued from her lips. "but Nanny what if I’m really right side up and everything else is just upsidown?"
Nanny scowled, "that’s not how it works no go wash up for dinner" her freckled features scrunched up in displeasure at the thought of washing up. "But Nanny..." she was cut off "no buts just march".
Summer allowed her feet to fold over her head and come into contact with the lightly colored carpet that now covered her living room floor.
"Fine" she said as she wobbled towards the bathroom. "Nanny I’m a bit dizzy, this being rightisde up is hard business"
She looked at herself in the mirror. Her bangs lay choppy even with her eyes. Thin brown hair tied up in little pink bows on either side of her head. One tooth was missing from her gap toothed smile.
She turned on the water and washed her hands. Wiping the water that stuck to her skin afterward on her jumper and pulled one of her pigtails down so that it was lopsided. "There" she said looking in the mirror before she jumped off the stool and walked out into the kitchen.
"Nanny why are my silverwares on the wrong places again?"
her nanny sighed at her very peculiar antics ad placed the fork and knife across her plate in an X and her spoon balanced between the two.
"And the cup nanny what about the cup?" the nanny’s eyes circulated in their sockets as she flipped the cup over on top of the napkin. "okie dokies now I can eat"
she sat down in the chair that was easily twice her size staring out at the long expansive table before her; it was empty. It was always empty. Just her and nanny that were how it always had been. Summer allowed herself to be served but screwed up her face as the goop was ladled onto her silver plate. Now you wouldn’t think that macaroni and cheese could be fancy but believe you me there are ways. French cheese, imported noodles from Japan and Goat milk to be specific. Summer of course hated it and refused to eat any other macaroni than Kraft. This was not Kraft; this was French green and unappetizing. Summer sat there face still screwed up in disgust.
"If you want something else make it yourself" Nanny said knowing full well that summer couldn’t make anything herself Nanny walked out of the room.
How hard could it be Summer thought? She slid beneath the table and out between the legs of another chair. She found herself in the kitchen. Everything was so shiny, now if I were yummy and cheesy where would I hide. She rummaged through cupboards before sighting the blue box above the refrigerator. Jackpot.
Now all she had to do was get up there. She looked around for something to grab onto, she climbed up onto the counter and reached out for the chandelier hanging down from the ceiling. The glass twinkled while she hung from the fixture preparing to fling her onto the refrigerator.
She let go flew through the air before she hit the shiny silver box and rebounded onto the ground. There was a deepening crack and the scattering of macaroni. The room around her started spinning before going dark.
© 2011 .ana.008.
Added on November 3, 2010
Last Updated on October 18, 2011
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