Hey guys! Please review. It would make my day. While I was writing this, I forgot it was just a prologue. Oops. Well, I hope you enjoy it!
Prologue
A truck pulled up in the driveway. It was here! Patton danced a dance of joy all the way to the front door. He had recently come back from a trip to California, picking up a new prize for his love. Oh, Lena was going to love this! Yesterday, he spent the day at the pond. He hinted to Lena what was to come, and he spoke with the Fairy Queen. He wanted permission for what he brought. He didn't tell anyone else in the house. They would just mock him. He had a friend who was an expert on naiads. He proposed his idea to him, and his friend liked it and helped him out. His friend was named Erin, and Erin had come to drop off the thing. He had gotten his idea after reading a book about some kids in Hawaii. He was planning a trip there, to collect some sort of souvenir for his beloved. He exited the door, and bounded out to meet Erin.
Erin was grinning, and he held out some papers for Patton to sign. Patton signed them with glee, then he looked up at Erin. "Did you get it?" Patton asked. Erin nodded, mainly because he would burst into giggles if he spoke. Erin reached into the back of his truck, and pulled out an unusual crate. The crate was kind of like a dog cage, but the door and holes for breathing lay on the top of the crate. Water filled the inside to keep the contents wet. Erin put the crate down, then abruptly erupted into a fit of giggles. "Here you go, Patton! I would stay, but I have to go. Some guy is having a problem with naiads down south of here, but call me and let me know how this goes." Erin's giggles erupted into full blown laughter, then he got into his truck and drove off. "Thanks, Erin!" Called Patton. He picked up the crate, and brought it inside, where he had Narcissi, the chef, steaming two pounds of shrimp. Narcissi had scoffed when Patton told her what he wanted her to make, but still complied. Secretly, she thought the whole thing was very sweet. When Patton walked into the kitchen, Narcissi turned and spoke in her Transylvanian accent,"Two min-utes on ze shrimp!" Then she turned and got back to work. "Thanks, Nary!" Patton said. He then packed his journals and his violin into his basket. When he turned around, Narcissi was holding out a large plate of yummy shrimp.
Patton took it gratefully, and he put it into his basket. He waved to Narcissi, grabbed his basket, picked up the crate, and headed out to the pond. It was still early morning, and Patton was very excited. How was his love going to react to what he brought her?