Hi! This is my first time posting any fan fic here. Even though it's short, I hope everyone likes it!
Title: The Secret Mission
Rating: All ages
Characters: Luke Smith, Clyde Langer, Rani Chandra, Sarah Jane Smith
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the BBC, of course!
A/N: This is the second draft of a mere snippet of a work in progress that I really hope to expand upon in the very near future. I was inspired to write this on Sunday because it was Mother's Day.
The sun streaming through the sheer curtains woke him before the alarm clock ever went off. Luke rolled over and stared blearily at the digital clock on his bedside table, which read 7:30 A.M.
Why am I awake at 7:30 in the morning on a Sunday? Luke wondered to himself. He may have been created by the Bane, but he was still a teenage boy – one who was well aware that weekends were for sleeping in, not getting up early.
“Luke! Come on! I've got the flowers!” What is Rani doing here at this hour?
Still facing the clock, Luke’s eyes drifted closed again. Just another hour…or two…
“Yo, Lukey-boy! Hurry up!” Clyde’s here too? Luke was really confused now. What’s –
And that’s when it hit him.
“Ohmygosh! How could I forget?!” Luke bolted out of bed and hurriedly got dressed.
“Is everything all right, Master Luke?” K-9 inquired from the corner of the room, lifting his head toward Luke. “You seem excited. What is going on?”
Luke knelt down beside the tin dog. “It’s a surprise for mum. Remember, I told you, today is Mother’s Day.”
K-9 nodded. “Affirmative. Mother’s Day is a celebration honoring mothers and motherhood. Observed on various days in many parts of the world – ”
“Yes, yes, I know,” Luke interrupted, patting the tin dog’s head approvingly. “Thanks for the history lesson, but I’ve got to meet Rani and Clyde downstairs.” Luke turned on his heels and left then, quickly – but quietly – slipping past his mother’s bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen, where his friends were waiting for him just outside the door.
“I’ve got the flowers,” Rani said again, holding up a vibrant bouquet of white daisies, pink and yellow tulips, and purple carnations. “Compliments of Bloomin’ Lovely. Well, sort of…” Rani stole a glance over her shoulder toward her house, then turned back to face Luke. “Sarah Jane will like these, right?”
Luke leaned in, caught the scent, and smiled. “She’ll love them,” he agreed.
“Come on, lemme me at your kitchen,” Clyde declared, his eyes gleaming as he pushed past Luke and made a beeline for the pantry.
“He’s a man on a mission,” Rani laughed as Clyde set a bunch of mixing bowls and various cooking utensils on the counter.
Leaving their friend to work his culinary magic, Luke distracted himself by setting the table while Rani set off to locate a vase for the flowers. It didn’t take long before the aroma of pancakes, bacon and eggs permeated the kitchen of 13 Bannerman Road.
“There you go - perfection," Clyde declared as he added the last pancake to the plate at the center of the table with the rest of the food. "Thanks to Clyde Langer, master chef." He untied his apron and set it over an empty chair.
“So,” Rani began uncertainly. “Um, which one of us is going to wake Sarah Jane?”
Luke walked to the foot of the stairs. “I’ll go,” he said, taking the steps two at a time. When he reached Sarah Jane’s bedroom, Luke eased the door open and tiptoed over to the side of the bed.
“Mum. Mum, wake up,” Luke implored, his voice unsteady as he shook Sarah Jane’s shoulders ever so slightly. “There’s a surprise for you downstairs.”
Sarah Jane groaned and began to move around. “What time is it?” she asked groggily.
“It’s – ” Luke glanced at the clock on the bedside table – “half past eight.”
Sarah Jane opened one eye and glared at Luke. “What are you doing up already?” she inquired curiously.
“I told you, I – we – have a surprise for you downstairs.”
At that both eyes popped open, and Sarah Jane sat up, suddenly fully awake. “What do you mean, ‘we’?” But Luke hadn't heard her, as he was already halfway back downstairs.
“Just give her a minute,” Luke announced when he’d once again reached the kitchen, his voice nervous yet excited. “She's not much of a morning person."
Clyde snorted. “Well, she’d better hurry so she can thank the chef. I’ve got to go home and do this all over again for my own mum, y’know.”
Rani’s mouth dropped open. “Oh, you!” she scolded, giving Clyde a playful sock in the shoulder.
“Oh my.” Luke, Clyde and Rani hadn't heard Sarah Jane come downstairs, and turned to see her standing in the doorway. “What – what’s all this?” she asked, clearly bewildered.
"Surprise!" The three cheered in unison.
“Happy Mother’s Day, mum,” Luke said, walking over to Sarah Jane and enveloping her in a hug. “We made you breakfast.”
“We?” Clyde stepped forward, a little swagger in his step. “This is a Clyde Langer specialty, I’ll have you know.”
"It smells magnificent," Sarah Jane replied.
Rani cleared her throat. “And, um, I brought the flowers,” she added.
Sarah Jane’s gaze fell onto the vase of flowers. "They're beautiful," she told Rani. Then she fell silent, looking from the kids to the table and back again. “You lot put this together for…for me?”
“Of course,” Luke answered, perplexed. “It’s Mother’s Day, and you’re my mum, so…yeah.”
“It really was Luke’s idea,” Clyde admitted.
“And we agreed to help because, well, you really are like a mum to us, too,” Rani explained.
“Well,” Sarah Jane whispered, still in awe of what her son and his friends had done for her. “I must say, you three are a wonder. Simply a wonder.” Sarah Jane grabbed all three of them up in a hug. “Thank you so much!”
- Current Location:Home
- Current Mood: cheerful