Monatica Bay
In 2000 two dreamers made up a city, now then years later, that city is real, and kids are making trouble(Yeah I copied My Generation)
Once upon a time, two dreamers dreamed about a place where both animals and people could live together among with aliens of all sorts. They were of course dreamers, who thought magicalness of some sort was upon them. And so Monatica Bay, the floating city, was created.
A city in the sky, what every kid dreams about. What every kid thinks Canada is. But alas, Canada is only to the north. The city in the sky. Monatica Bay, which has high security, and is almost impossible to hack in. It is truly an amazing city.
As you enter it, you come among a sign, Welcome to Monatica Bay, Home of the Lions. That is truly where the story starts. With the founder's kids. Max, and Jami. They had ridden their bikes down to the town sign at four in the morning.
Max was the taller of the two; him being 13, and Jami on 9. Both had brown hair, like their mother, and while max had blue eyes, that resembled his father's, Jami had brown eyes. (It was something to do with X's and Y's) And both were tallish.
What they were doing a four in the morning was unbeknown to their mother, but as Max pulled out aerosol bottle things became clear.
"Ready?" Max asked as he tossed a bottle at his sister, and the pulled out another.
"As ready as I'll every be." She replied pulling the cap off.
"Well then one three. One, two, thr-" he was interrupted by someone with a deep voice. "What are you doing?" said an officer. Both Max and Jami turned around.
"Run for it." shouted Jami, as they both took off on their bikes. The officer tried to stop them but he stopped halfway down the block. "Too many donuts." He said under his breath.
She almost threw the bag of cereal at her son and daughter. She had just gotten off the phone with the local police station, who had told her that they had almost commit a crime. "I cannot believe this." She said to them as she paced around the room. "You almost commit a real crime. You would have been booked, and... I can't believe this at all."
"So were off the hook?" asked a hopeful Max.
"No. You're not. I founded this town. And you almost vandalize it. How do you think the mayor feels about this? You know, it doesn't even matter, screw the mayor. You have been making trouble since you turn 13, Max. And you Missy." She stopped at her daughter, and then looked at both her children.
"So, are we grounded?" Max inquired Max as he looked away from the mother-means-death look.
"No."
"That's great.!" Max smiled.
"Your still getting punished."
"We are?" Jami asked, the very first thing out of her mouth the whole morning.
"I have to take matter into my own hands. What you did is the most irresponsible thing I have ever thought. It was stupid-" She was interrupted by Max
"Like when you married dad?" Max shouted. He was done with the lecture, and he was going to talk to his mother.
"Don't bring your father into this. You made this mistake, you're going to be punished." Her anger level was rising with each comment.
"Why not? You married him, then you took his kids and his house, and kicked him out. Your just as bad as me. Face it mom, I can beat you at your own game." He smile as his hands held him up.
She had to admit he was almost right. "Get out of my house right now."
"See, the same words you said to dad on my seventh birthday." and he walked out the door.
"Jami, get you breakfast, them go upstairs and pack a suitcase for you, and Max." Her mom said as she got an ice pack out of the freezer and put it to her forehead.
Max started walking down the street to Lea's house. He just walked over there, minding his own business, when his phone rang. He pulled it out and smiled. "Hi dad. Yeah, I miss you too. Yeah. Almost. Mom got real mad. I know huh? Yah. I know. Bye Dad. Talk to you later..." Max hung up. It was only at rare times his dad called him. He was out being rich, and making money, but he didn't get to spend time with Max or Jami. He almost canceled every time he was supposed to take them.
Soon he was at Lea's house and she was in her yard with Sammie, the next door neighbor's baby. They were gone a lot too. Nice to know he wasn't the only one.
"Hi Max." Was all she said.
Some minutes of awkward silence passed, but then she talked. "Why'd you do it?"
"I really don't know." He said, but he was lying.
"Yes you do."
"Yeah. I do. But you don't have to make it worse."
"Sorry."
"I'm probably going to be gone for a while. So, bye." he said to her. He then got up and started walking away.
"Why are you pushing people away?" She asked before he could leave. He turned around. Then he opened his mouth just to close it.
"Because my dad is pushing us away." He said, then he walked away before she could ask another question. He kept walking, and he didn't even notice that this teacher was calling his name. "Max. Max? You can come in you know. "
"Yeah, maybe another time."
"That's fine. See you next fall."
"Thanks Mr. Rusk."
He turned around and then he climbed over his fence in just a few minutes, and he slide oped the back door. His mom was lying on the couch. "Do you have your dad's number?"
Max was happy she wasn't mad anymore. "Yeah. 1-209-404-8839"
Later that evening after both the kids were packed, their mother made an announcement. "You guys are going away. Your dad has taken sometime off. Your staying with him."
Max didn't believe a word he had heard. Dad had never taken time off before. Not even for them. But here, their mother was telling them so.
Jami didn't believe it either. She just stood there.
"You going to that airport tomorrow, so take anything you want, and get a good nights rest." She said. Then She yawned.
"Is this some kind of cruel joke?" Max asked.
"No." His mom said plainly.
"Night." he said. Then he ran upstairs and flopped onto his bed. He wouldn't believe this till it happened. And he didn't want to believe it. He just hated when his mother was right. That just meant he was wrong. But as he slept, something felt so real about it.
"Mom?" Jami called to her mother as Max ran upstairs.
"Yeah?" She called out.
"Are we really going to see dad?"
"Yes."
"For how long?"
"All summer." Really?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks mom." Jami said before she hugged her mom. It wasn't long the whole house was quiet, like in the Christmas books.
A city in the sky, what every kid dreams about. What every kid thinks Canada is. But alas, Canada is only to the north. The city in the sky. Monatica Bay, which has high security, and is almost impossible to hack in. It is truly an amazing city.
As you enter it, you come among a sign, Welcome to Monatica Bay, Home of the Lions. That is truly where the story starts. With the founder's kids. Max, and Jami. They had ridden their bikes down to the town sign at four in the morning.
Max was the taller of the two; him being 13, and Jami on 9. Both had brown hair, like their mother, and while max had blue eyes, that resembled his father's, Jami had brown eyes. (It was something to do with X's and Y's) And both were tallish.
What they were doing a four in the morning was unbeknown to their mother, but as Max pulled out aerosol bottle things became clear.
"Ready?" Max asked as he tossed a bottle at his sister, and the pulled out another.
"As ready as I'll every be." She replied pulling the cap off.
"Well then one three. One, two, thr-" he was interrupted by someone with a deep voice. "What are you doing?" said an officer. Both Max and Jami turned around.
"Run for it." shouted Jami, as they both took off on their bikes. The officer tried to stop them but he stopped halfway down the block. "Too many donuts." He said under his breath.
She almost threw the bag of cereal at her son and daughter. She had just gotten off the phone with the local police station, who had told her that they had almost commit a crime. "I cannot believe this." She said to them as she paced around the room. "You almost commit a real crime. You would have been booked, and... I can't believe this at all."
"So were off the hook?" asked a hopeful Max.
"No. You're not. I founded this town. And you almost vandalize it. How do you think the mayor feels about this? You know, it doesn't even matter, screw the mayor. You have been making trouble since you turn 13, Max. And you Missy." She stopped at her daughter, and then looked at both her children.
"So, are we grounded?" Max inquired Max as he looked away from the mother-means-death look.
"No."
"That's great.!" Max smiled.
"Your still getting punished."
"We are?" Jami asked, the very first thing out of her mouth the whole morning.
"I have to take matter into my own hands. What you did is the most irresponsible thing I have ever thought. It was stupid-" She was interrupted by Max
"Like when you married dad?" Max shouted. He was done with the lecture, and he was going to talk to his mother.
"Don't bring your father into this. You made this mistake, you're going to be punished." Her anger level was rising with each comment.
"Why not? You married him, then you took his kids and his house, and kicked him out. Your just as bad as me. Face it mom, I can beat you at your own game." He smile as his hands held him up.
She had to admit he was almost right. "Get out of my house right now."
"See, the same words you said to dad on my seventh birthday." and he walked out the door.
"Jami, get you breakfast, them go upstairs and pack a suitcase for you, and Max." Her mom said as she got an ice pack out of the freezer and put it to her forehead.
Max started walking down the street to Lea's house. He just walked over there, minding his own business, when his phone rang. He pulled it out and smiled. "Hi dad. Yeah, I miss you too. Yeah. Almost. Mom got real mad. I know huh? Yah. I know. Bye Dad. Talk to you later..." Max hung up. It was only at rare times his dad called him. He was out being rich, and making money, but he didn't get to spend time with Max or Jami. He almost canceled every time he was supposed to take them.
Soon he was at Lea's house and she was in her yard with Sammie, the next door neighbor's baby. They were gone a lot too. Nice to know he wasn't the only one.
"Hi Max." Was all she said.
Some minutes of awkward silence passed, but then she talked. "Why'd you do it?"
"I really don't know." He said, but he was lying.
"Yes you do."
"Yeah. I do. But you don't have to make it worse."
"Sorry."
"I'm probably going to be gone for a while. So, bye." he said to her. He then got up and started walking away.
"Why are you pushing people away?" She asked before he could leave. He turned around. Then he opened his mouth just to close it.
"Because my dad is pushing us away." He said, then he walked away before she could ask another question. He kept walking, and he didn't even notice that this teacher was calling his name. "Max. Max? You can come in you know. "
"Yeah, maybe another time."
"That's fine. See you next fall."
"Thanks Mr. Rusk."
He turned around and then he climbed over his fence in just a few minutes, and he slide oped the back door. His mom was lying on the couch. "Do you have your dad's number?"
Max was happy she wasn't mad anymore. "Yeah. 1-209-404-8839"
Later that evening after both the kids were packed, their mother made an announcement. "You guys are going away. Your dad has taken sometime off. Your staying with him."
Max didn't believe a word he had heard. Dad had never taken time off before. Not even for them. But here, their mother was telling them so.
Jami didn't believe it either. She just stood there.
"You going to that airport tomorrow, so take anything you want, and get a good nights rest." She said. Then She yawned.
"Is this some kind of cruel joke?" Max asked.
"No." His mom said plainly.
"Night." he said. Then he ran upstairs and flopped onto his bed. He wouldn't believe this till it happened. And he didn't want to believe it. He just hated when his mother was right. That just meant he was wrong. But as he slept, something felt so real about it.
"Mom?" Jami called to her mother as Max ran upstairs.
"Yeah?" She called out.
"Are we really going to see dad?"
"Yes."
"For how long?"
"All summer." Really?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks mom." Jami said before she hugged her mom. It wasn't long the whole house was quiet, like in the Christmas books.
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