Milky: final like fanfic

I changed the beginning and the end of the fanfic. Pls let me know what you think of it.



Sora, an ordinal thirteen year old boy, lived in a big city called Koriko. One day, he was standing in the middle of his bedroom, staring at his book shelves where his favourite story books are neatly arranged. His took a book of the shelves and sat down. The front cover had a picture of Auntie Kiki flying on a broom saving Tombo’s life. Both of them are smiling in the picture but Sora’s mum has told him that it was really difficult as her magical power was weak at that time. He closed his eyes and held the book very tight in his chest. It has been thirteen years since the day Auntie Kiki saved the life of a young boy called Tombo who fell off an air ship. Sora had grown up listening to his mum telling the story about her.





He gazed at the picture and sighed…..
“I wish I could fly like her. It’d be so cool….”
But it didn’t matter how many times he read the story or dreamed about flying, it didn’t mean that he could fly.
Sora heard his mother yelling.
“Kiki. Are you ready to go to Okusama’s place?”
“In a minute, Osono!”, said Kiki from her bedroom upstairs.
“Sora? Sora? Where are you?”, said Osono.
“Coming!!” said Sora in a grumpy face. He put away the book nicely on the shelves and turned to the door. He knew that he was about to be asked to look after Kaze and the bakery while his mother and auntie Kiki visited their friend’s house. They go every Thursday afternoon for what they call ‘ladies afternoon tea time’.

“Oh, don’t look so grumpy. We won’t be too long today. We are just dropping off some bread that Okusama has asked us to bring. She isn’t well you see.”
“I know”, said Sora, still looking grumpy.
“You look after Kaze and the shop while we are gone, please? If anything happens, you can always call your father. He is upstairs, sleeping.”
“hmm…Okay.”


Sora sat on the chair behind the counter and took a biscuit from the basket next to him. As he munched the biscuit, he looked out the window. He could see his mother and auntie Kiki walking away from the bakery. He watched them until they disappeared from the sight and then sighed.
‘I wish I could fly like auntie Kiki. She is so cool when she flies on her broom sti……’
Sora’s eyes caught auntie’s broom stick. It was leaning on the wall close to the door which leads to the kitchen. He could hear his heart pounding faster.
‘I wonder if I just…..play with it again.’
He looked around. “No one seems to be watching” he said to himself. He then quickly hopped off the chair and walked around the counter. When his hand nearly touched the broom stick, someone yelled.
“Sora! Don’t even think about it!”
Sora turned around and saw Kaze running towards him from the kitchen. She was wearing a yellow dress which has a large picture of sun flower in the front. But it was covered in paint. She must’ve been doing some painting in the lounge.
Sora gave Kaze an annoyed look and said “Think about what?”
“I know you were just trying to play with auntie Kiki’s broom. Mum always tells us not to play with it!”
“Shh. Be quiet. You might wake Dad up. eyIf you don’t tell mum, you can have a little go too. And I won’t tell her either.” He grinned at Kaze and continued.
“Who knows. You might be able to fly a bit like me.”
Sora lied. But this seemed to be the only way to persuade Kaze to let him play with the broom.
Kaze looked up at his face.
“You can’t fly!” said Kaze in angry voice.
“Yes I can. Well, only a bit though. Do you wanna see it?”
“Go on then. Let’s see it.”
Sora stepped over the broom stick. He has played with Kiki’s broom stick before. He has never actually flown only managing to lift a few inches off the floor before.
He breathed in and out, trying to stay calm. He stared at the tip of the broom stick, trying to concentrate. Then lightly, he kicked the floor. His body slowly went up in the air. After ten seconds, he landed back.
“Wow!! You really did it! You looked like a wizard!”, said Kaze in excitement.
“Do you think I could do that too?”
“Well, you gotta try”, said Sora as he stepped off the broom stick. He handed it over to Kaze.
Kaze hesitated and said “I’m scared. You remember the story about how auntie Kiki lost control of her old broom stick when she was trying to rescue Tombo, don’t you?”
“That was not a broom stick. Auntie said it was a push-broom that she borrowed from an old man. It wasn’t hers”, said Sora impatiently.
“But….”, said Kaze in frightened voice, tears coming out of her eyes. She looked up at Sora’s face, begging him to hop on the broom stick with her. Sora didn’t like the look on his sister’s face. She always gets her own way, he thought. If she was so scared, why doesn’t she just give up and watch me fly again? Bloody woman! Sora shook his head.
“All right, all right! Stop crying! But you have to hop on the back though coz I need to see where I’m going”.
Kaze nodded as she wiped tears from her eyes with her sleeves. Now her face was covered in paint.
“Are you ready?”
“…y…yes….”
Sora held the broom stick tight. He knew that he probably had to concentrate more to lift two people this time.
When he was just about to kick the floor, the front door of the bakery swung opened.
Osono and Kiki were standing outside the door, looking at two in shocked and terrified face.
“What are you two……!!!!”, said Osono. Sora could tell the anger rising in her mother’s face.
He could only think of doing one thing.
“Hold me tight, Kaze!” said Sora, kicking the floor as hard as he can. The broom lifted about one metre high. He bent his body forward so he could fly fast towards the door which was wide open.
They flew out of the bakery to the blue sky. The broom carried them higher and higher.
Sora could hear his mother screaming, “Nooooo!! Sora!! Kaze!! Get back here!!!”
Sora looked down and he saw his mother’s and Kiki’s face getting smaller and smaller. Then he looked away to the blue sky above him.
“Where are we going?”, shouted Kaze who was now gripping Sora’s shirts firmly, trying not to fall off the broom stick.
Sora looked at her and grinned.
“To Hogwarts!!”
He clutched the broom stick tightly and quickly disappeared from the sight of his mother and Kiki.