((DISCLAIMER:i own nothing related to Tortall or any other Tamora Pierce stuff, though i very much wish i did))
This is a random story that I decided to write simply to get a little less stressed from studying for exams and while I don't feel like writing anything depressing for my other story Discovory (which I am going to update on within the next week I promise!)
Please read and review to let me know if i should continue this or just drop it because it is a totally pointless waste of time.
And it is based on some of my crazy friends, thought exaggerated a bit.
enjoy!
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Chapter One
The group of girls sat at the corner of the Royal Forest, staring into the sunset, each thinking her own thoughts. One, with frizzy, wavy black hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, was wondering if she would ever be able to join the Players. Oh dear lords, wouldn't that be awesome.
Another who had straight blond hair let down to her shoulders was debating what animal her dog, nicknamed Pony for his size, would eat next. Squrrel or deer, or maybe even a walrus, or a rhino, or a chipmunk! But aren't chipmunks baby squirrels?
A third girl with brown hair and bangs across her eyes sat wiping the salt off some pretzel bread she was holding, one eyebrow cocked as if mocking the little white specks. Sodium, sodium, sodium, sodium…wait. What's sodium? All well, sodium, sodium, sodium.
While the final girl gazed at the purple and pink sky, but not really seeing it. For she was busy day dreaming about what life would be like in another world, where women were treated as equals, and big steel birds flew you wherever you wished, or steel carriages with no horses to pull it zoomed by pedestrians walking through cities with buildings three times the size of Balor's Needle. That would be a strange world. :shivers: I don't ever want to live there, it would be much harder to drop horse poop on people from the top of such high buildings.
Their names were Maria Jones, Eliza, Kat, and Bren, respectively; and they were all about the same age of fifteen. And though they each had rather interesting thoughts swirling in their minds, or well, in those that seemed to possess minds; every one of them had one mission in mind that night. To play the biggest prank ever recorded in Tortallan history, and in the most important building in the country. No the building in question is not confectionary as many believe, but the Royal Palace in Corus. But, alas, there were other, more pressing matters to attend to before their stunt.
"Are chipmunks baby squirrels?" Asked Eliza.
"Well that's a random question" stated Kat
:snorts: "BABY SQUIRRELS!" :Bren laughs uncontrollably:
"Oh dear lords hear we go again." Maria Jones slaps Bren, who shuts up the moment before impact simply to annoy Maria Jones. "I don't believe chipmunks are baby squirrels Eliza, but may I ask why in the name of insanity would you ask that?"
"Just wondering"
They sat there for another few minutes before Kat began to get restless and asked if they should get going and sneak into the castle.
"Yeah whatever, I suppose we should before the guards who actually know what they are doing come out" Replied Bren who was thinking back to an incident the previous week involving a wooden pole, runaway goat, and one of Kat's infamous pretzels.
And so the four teenage friends walked through the swiftly darkening forest in hopes of getting to the stables where the entrance to the passage ways they had discovered not long ago were hidden, but before Stefan the hostler came back from his supper.
So what did you all think? Should i continue? Is it not making any sense at all? Please tell me! Flames are welcome even with silly stories such as this!
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