Disclaimer: Well...welcome to our story. The fact that you've clicked on
it reveals that you have excellent taste..cough cough. Anyways, we did not
write Lord of the Rings, Tolkein did. If you don't recognize any
characters, then they're probably ours. Oh, one more thing. We kinda
changed the way the trilogy ends, so just so you know, the elves, wizards,
hobbits, and other assorted creatures aren't going on any boat trip to the
Grey Havens anytime soon. That said, on with the story!!!
"Whiskey, vodka, scotch..." Tala called off, handing them one by one to Nerina, who stuffed them into their bookbags. "Ah! Hello Sir! Hey Nerina, I found the greatest man in history."
"Oooo...is that who I think it is?" she asked eagerly.
"Oh yeah. Say hello to Captain Morgan, bringing Indies Gold," she exulted, holding up the bottle and smiling at Nerina's happy cries.
Tala stood, closing the door to the now empty liquor cabinet, straightening her black leather jacket. Johanna's party had become a total bore, so hyped on party energy, Nerina had made an awesome suggestion. To raid the liquor cache in the kitchen and have a much better party...at home, with other, cooler people.
Voices carried down the hall, and they heard Johanna coming. They quickly glanced at each other and raced out the kitchen door. They hid on the porch, and then made their way toward the steps tiptoeing so Tala's black leather, heeled, boots didn't make any noise. Of course, Nerina's sandals were silent. Before they got far, both giggled after bumping into each other, and they heard Tim's voice (he's Johanna's boyfriend) through the open window.
"Hey! I think there's someone outside. Johanna, switch on the porch light."
"Thanks a lot Tim," Tala growled. "Run for the woods!"
They sprinted in to the woods surrounding Johanna's house, after much clattering on the porch and almost falling in the yard, as Nerina's patchwork skirt wasn't overly conductive to escape and kept snagging. The porch light switched on and they ducked behind a bush. Still giggling quietly, they watched Tim, Johanna, and a few others walk out and look around, but they quickly lost interest and went back inside.
Nerina and Tala looked at each other, and by unspoken agreement, walked further into the forest, thoroughly pleased with themselves. They soon came to a log in a little clearing and took seats on it. Each pulled their backpacks forward and rifled through, seeing what Nerina had put in each.
"Ah ha! I got the Captain!" Nerina crowed in triumph, pulling out the bottle and opening it "Mmm...smell that. Just great." She took a sip and happily smiled as it went down.
Tala smirked but held up the bottle of whisky and opened it. After enjoying the liquid fire, she said, "Alright, share." They exchanged bottles, and then exchanged again.
They soon began to feel very happy, and Nerina thought that the clearing looked particularly magical and said so. "And isn't tonight the umm...umm...eclipse, right?"
Tala nodded, "Think so."
"Hmm, the moon is so pwetty. Just like Tim's Dad's eyes. They're pwetty," Nerina said with a slightly dreamy look as she twined a lock of her waist length brown hair around a finger.
"Nah, more like his brother's. And why ya thinkin' 'bout her boyfriend's dad? Thas icky," Tala said, waving the bottle in Nerina's general direction.
"Yeah," she stood up, weaving, and pointing an accusatory finger at Tala said, "Well, at least I don't mess with gangs." She immediately sat back down, or more like fell.
"Hey! I resemble that remark. 'Sides, even you liked Axle," Tala said, slapping Nerina's shoulder with the whiskey bottle.
This caused them both to fall backwards off the log, and they both burst into drunken laughter after impact.
"You are the bestest friend anyone could ever have!" Nerina proclaimed.
"You too," Tala agreed. She yawned, "Luv ya, 'Rina."
"Wuv you too," Nerina slurred.
And with that, they both passed out.
Tala groaned as she rolled over. Carefully squinting in very bright light, she realized a few things. One- she had rolled into a mass that turned out to be Nerina. Two- they were outside, and Three- she had a TERRIBLE headache.
She felt Nerina sit up and then was poked in the side.
"You awake too?" Nerina asked. She winced at her own voice, clutching her head.
"Shh! Not so loud!" Tala whispered in response, slowly sitting up.
Nerina struggled to her feet, and Tala tried to follow, but decided crawling was a better idea. Nerina stretched, readjusting her peasant blouse and green head scarf, and Tala looked around for their bags. She spied hers and crawled toward it.
"Got you now you..." her voice trailed off into silence as she noticed feet beyond the bag. "Uhh...Nerina..." she called.
"What?" Nerina responded, slowly turning in Tala's direction as she picked leaves from her hair. Her eyes widened as her gaze rested on Tala, who was staring a human down the business end of an arrow.
Tala warily eyed the arrow and the man holding it. When he moved the arrow towards her face, she slid backwards, as black leather pants have the tendency to slide, dragging her bag with her. He repeated the motion and she got the message, sliding all the way to Nerina, who had already snatched her pack off the ground. After helping Tala stand, who was now glaring at the guy with the bow, Nerina looked around, and then quickly jabbed Tala with her elbow, who also looked.
"Ah, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Tala."
Tala agreed with a very succinct, "Damn."
They were surrounded by men armed with bows. All were hooded and wore greens and browns of the forest. One of the men (the one who 'threatened' Tala) began to speak in a very strange language, and the women simply looked at him in confusion, then at each other. Mischief lit Tala's eyes, and before Nerina could stop her, she turned to the men and said, "So are you Robin Hood and his Merry Men?"
The man seemed to bristle at the mocking in her voice, and apparently deciding they weren't a threat, threw his hood off to glare at her. The rest followed suit, and the two quickly realized several things. Being warm-blooded, living females, the first was that each man was drop dead gorgeous. The both assumed startled looks, but they grew even more incredulous when they saw their captors' ears. They were pointed. Putting two and two together, they quickly looked around, realizing where they stood was not the same clearing as the night before. There was no log, just grass, and the trees were much bigger.
"Well, now I know we're really not in Kansas anymore, Nerina," Tala murmured.
Their attention was quickly drawn back to Archer #1, who was very slowly pronouncing words to them. They simply stood and looked at him with bland expressions, and the other archers quickly conversed with the first. They seemed to reach some sort of decision, and raising their bows, they began to herd the women forward. Nerina and Tala soon got the point (A/N: yeah...bad pun...but still) and walked forward, following the first archer.
"Hey, Tala, let's sing," Nerina suggested out of the blue. The silence was getting to her.
"Why?" Tala answered with raised eyebrow.
Nerina shrugged, "Because they can't understand and I feel like it."
"Alright fine. Just keep your voice down. My head is still throbbing," Tala said rubbing her temple as she readjusted her book bag.
Nerina nodded, and broke into This is Halloween. Tala soon joined in, both ignoring the men...err...elves, who all winced a little but made no move to silence them, instead they just ignored them. After that, Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum, and half way through Bootylicious, they arrived to a set of huge gates. They looked up at the amazing artistry in the metal of the doors, which seemed to depict different lives of the elves. As they passed through, they looked around avidly.
They passed, stables, corrals, and other assorted buildings, as well as through courtyards. After passing through a final courtyard that had an astounding fountain, a dragon mid-roar with wings extended, they descended a set of stairs inside a large stone building.
"Maybe now we'll get a really nice room," Nerina whispered quietly.
Archer #1 opened a door and motioned them forward. It wasn't until they heard the key turn in the lock of the door and got a good look at the room did they understand where they were.
A dungeon cell.
A/N: SOOOOOOOOOOO...whacha think???? Please leave a review to tell us!! We r dyin to know! (and any flames will go straight to the Dragon Feeding collection) ;)
"Whiskey, vodka, scotch..." Tala called off, handing them one by one to Nerina, who stuffed them into their bookbags. "Ah! Hello Sir! Hey Nerina, I found the greatest man in history."
"Oooo...is that who I think it is?" she asked eagerly.
"Oh yeah. Say hello to Captain Morgan, bringing Indies Gold," she exulted, holding up the bottle and smiling at Nerina's happy cries.
Tala stood, closing the door to the now empty liquor cabinet, straightening her black leather jacket. Johanna's party had become a total bore, so hyped on party energy, Nerina had made an awesome suggestion. To raid the liquor cache in the kitchen and have a much better party...at home, with other, cooler people.
Voices carried down the hall, and they heard Johanna coming. They quickly glanced at each other and raced out the kitchen door. They hid on the porch, and then made their way toward the steps tiptoeing so Tala's black leather, heeled, boots didn't make any noise. Of course, Nerina's sandals were silent. Before they got far, both giggled after bumping into each other, and they heard Tim's voice (he's Johanna's boyfriend) through the open window.
"Hey! I think there's someone outside. Johanna, switch on the porch light."
"Thanks a lot Tim," Tala growled. "Run for the woods!"
They sprinted in to the woods surrounding Johanna's house, after much clattering on the porch and almost falling in the yard, as Nerina's patchwork skirt wasn't overly conductive to escape and kept snagging. The porch light switched on and they ducked behind a bush. Still giggling quietly, they watched Tim, Johanna, and a few others walk out and look around, but they quickly lost interest and went back inside.
Nerina and Tala looked at each other, and by unspoken agreement, walked further into the forest, thoroughly pleased with themselves. They soon came to a log in a little clearing and took seats on it. Each pulled their backpacks forward and rifled through, seeing what Nerina had put in each.
"Ah ha! I got the Captain!" Nerina crowed in triumph, pulling out the bottle and opening it "Mmm...smell that. Just great." She took a sip and happily smiled as it went down.
Tala smirked but held up the bottle of whisky and opened it. After enjoying the liquid fire, she said, "Alright, share." They exchanged bottles, and then exchanged again.
They soon began to feel very happy, and Nerina thought that the clearing looked particularly magical and said so. "And isn't tonight the umm...umm...eclipse, right?"
Tala nodded, "Think so."
"Hmm, the moon is so pwetty. Just like Tim's Dad's eyes. They're pwetty," Nerina said with a slightly dreamy look as she twined a lock of her waist length brown hair around a finger.
"Nah, more like his brother's. And why ya thinkin' 'bout her boyfriend's dad? Thas icky," Tala said, waving the bottle in Nerina's general direction.
"Yeah," she stood up, weaving, and pointing an accusatory finger at Tala said, "Well, at least I don't mess with gangs." She immediately sat back down, or more like fell.
"Hey! I resemble that remark. 'Sides, even you liked Axle," Tala said, slapping Nerina's shoulder with the whiskey bottle.
This caused them both to fall backwards off the log, and they both burst into drunken laughter after impact.
"You are the bestest friend anyone could ever have!" Nerina proclaimed.
"You too," Tala agreed. She yawned, "Luv ya, 'Rina."
"Wuv you too," Nerina slurred.
And with that, they both passed out.
Tala groaned as she rolled over. Carefully squinting in very bright light, she realized a few things. One- she had rolled into a mass that turned out to be Nerina. Two- they were outside, and Three- she had a TERRIBLE headache.
She felt Nerina sit up and then was poked in the side.
"You awake too?" Nerina asked. She winced at her own voice, clutching her head.
"Shh! Not so loud!" Tala whispered in response, slowly sitting up.
Nerina struggled to her feet, and Tala tried to follow, but decided crawling was a better idea. Nerina stretched, readjusting her peasant blouse and green head scarf, and Tala looked around for their bags. She spied hers and crawled toward it.
"Got you now you..." her voice trailed off into silence as she noticed feet beyond the bag. "Uhh...Nerina..." she called.
"What?" Nerina responded, slowly turning in Tala's direction as she picked leaves from her hair. Her eyes widened as her gaze rested on Tala, who was staring a human down the business end of an arrow.
Tala warily eyed the arrow and the man holding it. When he moved the arrow towards her face, she slid backwards, as black leather pants have the tendency to slide, dragging her bag with her. He repeated the motion and she got the message, sliding all the way to Nerina, who had already snatched her pack off the ground. After helping Tala stand, who was now glaring at the guy with the bow, Nerina looked around, and then quickly jabbed Tala with her elbow, who also looked.
"Ah, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Tala."
Tala agreed with a very succinct, "Damn."
They were surrounded by men armed with bows. All were hooded and wore greens and browns of the forest. One of the men (the one who 'threatened' Tala) began to speak in a very strange language, and the women simply looked at him in confusion, then at each other. Mischief lit Tala's eyes, and before Nerina could stop her, she turned to the men and said, "So are you Robin Hood and his Merry Men?"
The man seemed to bristle at the mocking in her voice, and apparently deciding they weren't a threat, threw his hood off to glare at her. The rest followed suit, and the two quickly realized several things. Being warm-blooded, living females, the first was that each man was drop dead gorgeous. The both assumed startled looks, but they grew even more incredulous when they saw their captors' ears. They were pointed. Putting two and two together, they quickly looked around, realizing where they stood was not the same clearing as the night before. There was no log, just grass, and the trees were much bigger.
"Well, now I know we're really not in Kansas anymore, Nerina," Tala murmured.
Their attention was quickly drawn back to Archer #1, who was very slowly pronouncing words to them. They simply stood and looked at him with bland expressions, and the other archers quickly conversed with the first. They seemed to reach some sort of decision, and raising their bows, they began to herd the women forward. Nerina and Tala soon got the point (A/N: yeah...bad pun...but still) and walked forward, following the first archer.
"Hey, Tala, let's sing," Nerina suggested out of the blue. The silence was getting to her.
"Why?" Tala answered with raised eyebrow.
Nerina shrugged, "Because they can't understand and I feel like it."
"Alright fine. Just keep your voice down. My head is still throbbing," Tala said rubbing her temple as she readjusted her book bag.
Nerina nodded, and broke into This is Halloween. Tala soon joined in, both ignoring the men...err...elves, who all winced a little but made no move to silence them, instead they just ignored them. After that, Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum, and half way through Bootylicious, they arrived to a set of huge gates. They looked up at the amazing artistry in the metal of the doors, which seemed to depict different lives of the elves. As they passed through, they looked around avidly.
They passed, stables, corrals, and other assorted buildings, as well as through courtyards. After passing through a final courtyard that had an astounding fountain, a dragon mid-roar with wings extended, they descended a set of stairs inside a large stone building.
"Maybe now we'll get a really nice room," Nerina whispered quietly.
Archer #1 opened a door and motioned them forward. It wasn't until they heard the key turn in the lock of the door and got a good look at the room did they understand where they were.
A dungeon cell.
A/N: SOOOOOOOOOOO...whacha think???? Please leave a review to tell us!! We r dyin to know! (and any flames will go straight to the Dragon Feeding collection) ;)