Book Five: The Final Something Or Other

So, this is late.

Sorry.

On her last day, Cole went in to Sunnyside Down to barista again, and spent large quantities of time working the register. That was traumatizing, and made her emotionally fragile. But she got to make Marie her special drink, which was fun. Then Cole's father figure and sister arrived, and there was joyfulness and she made them buy things for her so she could ring them up, which was also fun. So, she had her some drinks and foods, and then they left, taking Buffy Season Seven home with them, NOT Buffy Season One, which was good, because Season One was not theirs. So they drove, and they drove, and Cole and her sister talked about things, and Cole told her sister a story in lolspeak, and it was good. Then they were home, and there was homeness, and Cole was frazzled, but she talked with her parental figures and sister and they ate some of the cupcakes Cole and Qayte made in Book Two: The Mysterious Baked Goods which Cole had brought with her from Magic Land, and she slept.

And it was good, because Cole finally did some writing on her NaNovel, and she thought she might actually be able to finsih it by the deadline.

Which would be good.

THE END

Book Four: Everything and Announcements

SO! I woke up at the prescribed time this morning, a first...well, at most a fifth...in Chloe history! Be proud of me, gorammit!

Anyway...moving on!

Cole woke up at the prescribed time this morning and got ready speedily. Then she and Qayte and Qayte's mother Marie all went in to Sunnyside Down, and Cole did her some baristaing, including, much to her pleasure, terror, and humiliation for no reason, some ringing up of people. Real live customers. There was also serving, and taking orders, and making drinks, and calling drinks out, et cetera et cetera. She enjoyed herself greatly, and took her usual wages for the day. She and Qayte dropped off her books at the library during their break, because she had decided to go home soon, and they needed to be returned. So anyway, she worked, and played, and had her some chai. Then it was time for the going home club. Aaaaand, they went home. She finished her green scarf, which is lovely, by the way (or would be, if it was real, which it's not, because this is a work of fiction). Also, Qayte had some bits of mossy fuzzy yarn left over from her new cat hat she is making for barista Melissa, and Cole made those into a choker and a bracelt. The choker is braided and the bracelet is crocheted, but you can't tell the difference, so it doesn't matter. Cole and Qayte went to the park again, and wandered around, and they found out that school is out today for some innocuous reason. They discovered that if you sing one of the camp songs twice it fits their moon dance fairly well. Cole danced with her umbrella. Then there was a crocheting/knitting/braiding/Buffywatching party at Qayte's, with just her and Cole, and that is when Cole finsihed the scarf. They also watched some Gilmore Girls. Then there was some getting on of the computer, and Cole discovered that there is a picture of Kell I where she looks like the mom in Gilmore Girls, which is nifty swifty, which is Cole's phrase of the day/week/indefinite time period.

Anyway, I has to go now, regardless of the shortish post, because I has nothing more to say on the matter. But first, two announcements. One is for the sake of anyone who didn't know and wanted to, and the other is mostly for the sake of my parental units.

ONE: My male parental unit is going to pick me up from Sunnyside Up tomorrow, and return me to the bosom of my family. Yes. Perhaps, perhaps, just maybe, I might actually get some writing done.

TWO: We are going to visit Abbi and Kell I and Alec and Kyra and Tim. There is no other option. It's my way, or...well....your way. But this should be your way. Cause it would make me happy.

Book One of the Saga.

See, a trilogy in four parts can only have, well, four parts, so to continue updating you on my activities, I have to start a brand-new series. True, it's set in the same universe, and the characters are basically cheap copies of the ones from the last books, but I think you'll find that their actions (while similar in many ways) definitely have their differences. So, this is Book One; The Library at Magic Land.

Once upon a time, in Water Land, there was girl named...um....um...Cole. Yes. Cole. And Cole was visiting her friend...Qayte (that's pronounced like Kate. But with a Q. And a Y.) in Magic Land. Anyways, so Qayte's parents owned a cafe, unlike the cafe owned by the parents of the friend the previous protagonist was visiting. Instead of powdered chai, they used liquid chai. Yes. So Cole went into this cafe with her friend, this cafe called Sunnyside Down. And she helped the baristas there serve customers, though she only worked the register twice, and that was with assistance. She mostly made drinks, bused dishes, served food, and loitered when she wasn't needed. She had herself a chai, and later on, a bagel with herb spread, and right before she left she got her a strawberry banana smoothie. It was deliciously fun, and funnily delicious. After she did that, she and Qayte walked to the Library and retrieved some lost tomes. Qayte got herself one lost tome, and Cole managed to finaggle about eight. She had not finished her smoothie when they went inside the library, so Qayte hid it inside her jacket while they looked at books. Then, when these ancient tomes had been gathered, they realized Qayte had not brought the magical pass that was required by the Library at Magic Land to remove the ancient tomes from the premises. But the GRAND KEEPER OF ANCIENT TOMES looked her up in their secret database, and it was good. And there was much rejoycing. So Qayte and Cole took their tomes back to Sunnyside Down and left them in the office while they went to look at beads and metal bits and other magically delicious items. When they had looked to their heart's desire, they returned to Sunnyside Down and contacted Qayte's mother Marie via a mystical communication system designed many aeons ago to allow daughter's to contact their mothers when they need rides. So Marie arrived at Sunnyside Down and picked Qayte, Cole, and their ancient tomes up and drove them back to Qayte's fortress, where Cole begin reading her ancient tomes involving art with words printed on it. When she had read four of these mysterious volumes, she re-emerged from the land of ancient tomes with art and printed words inside of them and posted this.

But she didn't really post this, because I am posting this, and of course, Cole doesn't really exist. All the characters in this story are fictitious and all that.

See you tomorrow for Book Two.

Title to be decided.

Part Four: A Cup of Up

Sunnyside Up, that is.

WARNING! THE FOLLOWING MAY BE INACCURATE, BECAUSE I HAVE A TERRIBLE MEMORY!

Wednesday the 5th of November (actual date)

We woke up at early and travailed to Sunnyside Up, where we washed our hands thoroughly. Then Qacei made me a chai, and I watched and learned how to do it. I also learned how to pull shots, grind coffee, make coffee, make americanos and mochas and syrup flavored ones, refill water pitchers, clear and scrub tables, bring in the bus bins, fill an airpot, make a bagel, run the cash register (didn't get to ring anyone up, just learned how), and restock mugs. I took my wages in food. I had me a garlic or possibly onion bagel with herb spread, a chai, and a strawberry banana smoothie. It was yum. I also got to deliver some foods and call out drinks that I made and bring the orders back to the kitchen. I was pretty much involved in all the goings on, except the dish washing, and that was pretty much by choice. I did, however, scrape residue, toothpicks, and napkins off people's plates and cups and et cetera so I could leave them for other people to wash more easily. Then my shift (sort of) unfortunately ended, and we left. Qacei and I travailed to Goodwill, Payless Shoes, Borders, and Michael's before returning to the household. I am making a scarf. A crocheted (kro-CHET-ed) scarf. Then there was some eating, and some Buffy watching, and some compuhtering, and I took a shower.

And then it was now. And now it's gone.

Or something along those vague and familiar lines.