I had just finished reading the Revenge of Seven when I realized something awful.
I HAD NO LORIEN LEGACIES FANFICS.
This is like, my favorite series of all time, so I was like, Sweet cupcakes! I gotta do one now!
So here. Have some laughs (hopefully) courtesy of the Garde. (Plus, Eight's alive in this one, 'cause I happen to like Eight. Problem? Then review.)
Here ya go!
"So many Chimeara! This is awesome!"
"We named the fat, lazy one after you."
"Less awesome."
Nine and Sam
"Wait. So you're telling me that her name was Maren Elizabeth?!" Nine looked highly amused. "You're kidding, right?"
John held a finger to his lips. "Yeah, but don't tell Six I told you. She'd kill me."
"Maren Elizabeth." Nine grinned. "I could totally use that for blackmail!"
"Says the guy named Stanley," a cold voice cut in. John actually meeped.
"H-Hi, Six!"
Six wasn't having any of his fake smiles. "And what's wrong with Maren Elizabeth, anyway? It's way better than Stanley!"
"Uh, how about no? Stanley is way cooler than Maren Elizabeth! For one thing, it doesn't take up two whole words!"
"Yeah? Well, Stanley is the lamest name I've ever heard!"
"Says who?!"
"Says me, that's who!"
"You wanna take me on, Maren Elizabeth?!"
"Sure thing, Stanley!"
Three hours later...
Marina and Eight came home from what definitely wasn't a date, nuh-uh, no way, to find John sitting at the table, his head in his hands. Sarah was patting him on the back.
"Why did I even bring it up?" he moaned. "Why?!"
"Uh... What happened?"
"Six and Nine are using his room as a battlefield. His Playstation's screwed," was Sarah's matter-of-fact reply.
"What're they fighting over?" Eight asked.
Sarah glanced at John, and gave them a sheepish smile.
"Names."