Sailor's Daughter: Time to play the game
Part 1: In this part, we meet a new friend.
----Katie----
Well, it was about a week after the attempted robbery took place. Everything in court went as bad is it could go...for the robbers that is. Everything went great for us. Thanks to our testimonies, and the overwhelming evidence at hand, we won the case. With that out of the way, I'll move on to a few days after which I believe was Saturday.
Saturday, 1:00pm
Rain. Rain, rain, rain, and more rain. The weather outside was quite warm, but the down poor was relentless. It was kinda depressing actually. Since there was no fun to be had outside without getting soaked, I was entertaining myself in the TV room watching Sam fail at Classic Mode in Super Smash Bros. on the Wii U. Sam was wearing in a pair of khaki shorts, and a Boston Red Sox Jersey. Her hair was tied back neatly in to a pony tail. I dressed myself in a blue bikini sports bra, and a matching pair of gym shorts. My hair was left loose and flowing.
“Okay, I take back everything I said to you before,” Sam said, through clenched teeth, as the Game Over screen popped up for the third time.
“About what?” I asked, after recovering from my laughing fit.
“About how the computer can't cheat,” Sam said, going back to the Character Select screen.
“Oh, you're finally willing to admit that the level nine AI cheats?” I asked, with a big ole smirk on my face.
“It cheats,” Sam confirmed, and started up another attempt.
“If it makes you feel any better, I've never done it on Single Player either,” I said. “I had to do it on Two Player, and that was with Lucy's help.”
“I'm guessing Lucy did all the heavy lifting?” Sam asked, giving me a suspicious look.
“Um, no,” I lied, though I made it pretty unconvincing. This did get a laugh out of Sam.
Sam was doing pretty well on this one, and made it all the way to the two hands, but misfortune struck again, and she was back to the Game Over screen.
“You wanna try?” She asked, in an annoyed voice. I didn't get a chance to answer, as I heard the phone ring. I got up off the couch, and walked over to it to check the caller ID. When I saw who it was, I picked it up, and put it into speaker mode.
“Hello,” I greeted.
“Hi Kate, how are you?” A girls voice asked. She spoke with an English accent, and the fact that she called me Kate revealed her identity.
“Oh, hi Linda!” Sam chirped. All sense of rage had vanished when she heard Linda's voice. I think I mentioned Linda briefly last time. She was visiting her Grandparents in England a week ago.
“Hello Sam,” Linda chirped back.
“You're on speaker by the way,” I pointed out to Linda.
“Right. Anyways, how are you two doing?” Linda asked.
“We're doing good,” I said. “I'm watching Sam fail at nine point O classic mode on Smash.” Sam's smile dropped.
“Oh shut up!” She scolded, and Linda started laughing.
“How about you Linda, how was your trip?” I asked.
“Oh, It was wonderful,” She said.
“Who is it?” My Dad asked, as he entered the room. He was wearing a red T-shirt, and a pair of blue cargo shorts.
“Oh, hello Mr. Narrows,” Linda greeted, noticing that he was now present. Dad recognized her voice instantly.
“Oh, hey Linda,” Dad greeted back. “When did you guys get back?”
“Just last night,” Linda answered.
“Would you like to come on over, and tell us all about it?” Dad asked. “I can give you a ride if you need one.”
“I'd love too, but I'll have to ask Mum if it's alright,” Linda answered. The phone went silent for a few minutes before Linda's voice returned.
“Mum said it's okay,” Linda said, sounding quite thrilled. Sam and I now had big smiles on our faces.
“I'll be out the door in a few minutes,” Dad said. We all exchanged our good-byes, and I hung up. Dad left the room to get ready to leave.
“This day just got a lot brighter,” Sam said. I nodded my agreement, and looked back at the TV screen.
“Anyways, where were we?” I asked.
“We were going to watch you get screwed by the computers now,” Sam said, and we both laughed.
* * * *
I started up a new game, and began the first round. I knew I was likely going to get my butt kicked, but I picked my main character, Fox, in hopes of delaying the inevitable for just a bit longer.
“Katie, I'm heading out now!” Dad called. “Oh, hi Lucy. Come on in,” He then added. I put the game on pause, and went into the living room to see Lucy entering the house. She was dressed in a pair of denim shorts, and a blue hoodie jacket with the hood up. Dad snapped his fingers, as if he remembered something, and headed for the kitchen.
“I was about to knock, and the door just flung open,” She said. “The rain out there is awful.” Sam and I nodded our agreement.
“What brings you here Lucy?” I asked. “As if I didn't know.” Lucy blinked at me.
“I take it Linda called you first,” She guessed.
“Yep, Dad's giving her a ride here,” I said.
“Oh nice,” Lucy said, as she took off her jacket, and hung it on the coat rack by the door. Under the jacket she was wearing a white T-shirt featuring Ike from Fire Emblem on the front.
“Okay, now I'm heading out,” Dad said, rejoining us. If only briefly. “Take care while I'm gone you three,” He instructed. He then left, closing the door behind him. He didn't even put a coat on. He just went out as he was with only a pair of sandals on his feet.
“So, how are you Lucy?” Sam asked.
“I'm doing very well,” She chirped. Lucy then reached into her coat pocket, and pulled out a nifty new pair of glasses. They were the same kind as the ones that got smashed, although these ones had a silver rim as opposed to the gold ones she had before.
“I didn't want them getting rained on,” She explained.
“Oh, those look very nice,” Sam complimented.
“I think those silver ones actually look better on you,” I added.
“Thanks,” Lucy said, with a smile. “And it's nice to see you all properly once again too.”
“In that case, would you like to come see Katie get properly stomped by the level nine computers?” Sam asked. Lucy folded her arms, and looked at me.
“Nine point O, solo, classic?” She asked. I nodded yes with a weak smile. Lucy grinned at me. “This aut to be good,” She said.
* * * *
All three of us decided to take the game in turns at this point. After one of us fails, we'd pass the controller on to the next person. After about thirty minutes, six more Game Over screens, and four laughing fits, we all heard the front door open. All three of us looked at each other, and then headed for the living room. Dad was now closing the door behind him, as Linda was hanging up her coat by Lucy's.
Linda Trotter, like me, is an only child. She's taller then Lucy, but shorter then me. She had a great figure what with being at the top of our school's swim team. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied back into a loose pony tail. She was wearing a black skirt with many colored flowers on it. The skirt was paired with a nice, white, oxford style blouse with short sleeves.
“Hey Linda!” We all greeted.
“It's good to see you all again,” She said, and we all shared a friendly hug.
"We would have been here sooner, but Linda's Mother and I chatted for a bit," Dad said.
"And I honestly have no idea how you can go out in this weather in just shorts and a T-shirt Mr. Narrows," Linda stated, shaking her head at Dad. Dad just grinned at her.
"Come on Linda. A great man likes the feel of nature on his face," Dad insisted.
"But a wise man has enough sense to get out of the rain," Linda said back. The rest of us giggled a bit.
"Linda, I grew up in Washington State. This is nothing," Dad said, with a smirk. Anyone who lives in Washington knows how much it rains there. From what I've heard, the same could be said for England as well. Linda just shrugged, and left it at that.
"Well. Anyways. I have quite a story for you all,” She stated. Lucy chuckled a bit.
“We've got one for you too,” She said. Sam, Dad, and I all grinned. We knew what she was talking about.