《Field Trip》Chapter 1 - New Day
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"Good morning and welcome to Today at NBC news, I'm your host Carol Thorn and this is my new co-host Anna Ford"
"Yes, good morning carol"
"We have an urgent update on the widescale disappearances occuring throughout the states, Anna?"
"It has been confirmed that the recent spike of disappearances have not only impacted the US but also our neighbours canada and mexico, It is unknown whether they are related or not"
"Counting the recent disappearances, there have been 7,934 newly reported missing cases throughout the various states within the 3 weeks and the numbers are still rising"
"Within the state of Colorado alone there have been 868 reported missing persons within the last two weeks, the largest increase from recent reports with the second being Utah with 429 missing persons. It's quite frightning carol"
"It certainly is anna, reports indicate that the most likely time of disappearances occurs during the evening hours"
"An official statement from the Denver police chief Mark Weksaw recommends people to stay indoors during the evening until the cause and hopefully location of these recent missing persons has been identified"
"That's all for that report, next we have breaking news on President Trump's tweets on the imminent government shutd"-
"Meilin stop watching tv, hurry up and get ready for school!"
A motherly figure opens the door to her room concealing the Korn poster behind it.
Baiyu looks at her daughter who's lazing about in an unkept fashion, she's taller than herself probably something she inherited from her father along with his blue eyes, has long silky black hair, light toned skin, petite nose, slender figure with a moderate sized bust and wearing no more than some boxers with little kittens pictured on it, striped socks and a tank top.
"Help your sister too, your field trip is today"
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"YES MOM!" Meilin rolls her eyes and turns off the tv. She already prepared her stuff yesterday, and just needs to help out her little sister.
"Ara ara?, did I just see an eye roll? don't forget that i'm coming too ohohoho!" Baiyu giggles, she can't wait to meet her daughters classmates.
"Yes I know mom, and don't talk like that around my classmates. It's embarrassing!" Meilin looks at her mom grumpily, 'It's so damn cringy' she thinks.
Baiyu smiles deviously "I would but you didn't listen and clean your room. It's so messy! this is your punishment"
She looks around the room, there are dirty clothes on the floor, the rubbish bin is full with a couple empty packets of kettle chips that have fallen beside it, and lastly there's dust which is everywhere. Baiyu sighs, she's frustrated by her messy daughter.
Meilin looks at her mother with watery eyes "You're such a bully"
"Your breakfast is almost ready and don't forget that your lunches are in the fridge" Baiyu gives her daughter a look of disappointment before returning to the kitchen.
Meilin buries her head in a pillow and sighs.
She doesn't know how her mom wormed her way into being a field trip assistant. She's already having nightmares about her mom's embarrassing ojousama talk being exposed to her classmates.
"At least I won't be suffering alone" Meilin whispers to herself, her super cute little sister is coming along too!
"Good morning sister!"
Speak of the devil, a curious young face pops out from the doorway.
"Ahh what have I taught you my little Yingying, you know what to call me!" Meilin gets up from the bed and stares at her little sister.
Her little sister, the absolute epitome of cuteness. Small for her age with porceline doll like features, healthy pale skin, small pouty lips, long glossy raven colored hair and breathtaking grey eyes which are similar to her mothers but brighter.
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"But sister it's embarrassing" Meiying sulks.
"I won't have it, i've already suffered the consequences for it! please just once more?" Meilin claps her hands into a prayer and pleads with teary eyes.
"Uuu, this is a special occassion ok, humph... On-One-ONEECHAN!!" Meiying's little face blushes while gripping her tiny fists.
"GYAH!" Like being shot in the head by a desert eagle filled to the brim with bullets of cuteness, Meilin stumbles back and covertly wipes the blood dripping from her nose.
That's right, her mom caught her "teaching" Meiying one day and ever since then has been teasing her with cringy attempts at ojousama speak but it was all worth it!
"Do you need help packing your things?" Meilin asks after recovering.
"I've already packed my stuff sister so you don't need to worry" Meiying replies firmly.
"Oh yeah! you didn't forget to pack your cute pajamas did you and your new animal ears and tails?" Meilin asks while stretching.
"Umm.. yeah! I'm sure I didn't sis" Meiying nervously avoids eye contact.
"Hmmm.. " Meilin eyes her little sister suspiciously. "We'd better double check just in case"
Meiying panics a little. "Nooo! please sister!" Meiying jumps into her sisters embrace, holding her waist in a hug while looking up with pleading eyes.
"I'm a big girl now! I don't need those feety pajamas!! and.. and those cat accessories are.. too embarrassing, please don't make me bring them!" Meiying desperately tries to persuade her sister.
Meilin looks at her desperate little sister with immense satisfaction.
"Absolutely not! as your onee-chan, I have the final say!" Meilin says in a commanding tone. 'Haha!, I can't wait to show my cute little sister wearing the new cosplay accessories I ordered to my friends'
"Uuuu" Meiying looks at her with a cute but dispirited expression.
"Listen to me Yingying and I'll buy some of your favorite snacks to bring along" Meilin says in a gentle tone.
"Only if you buy me that new zelda game with the snacks too!" Meiying looks at her demandingly with a cunning smile.
"Ughh.. okay" Meilin looks at her little sister's sly smile, looks like she planned this all along.
"What a little fox" Meilin clicks her tongue, she used to be able to get her little sister with just sweets but now she's gotten smarter.
"Un! oneechan daisuki!" Meiying smiles brightly.
"GYAH!" Meilin takes another blow, almost passing out.
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