Bastet: Mwwwwahahahahahah! While Hel is slowly being suffocated to death, I will write her new story. Of course, I don't know anything about the Diadem, since I've never read the books, but I know a quick fix to that. We'll kill off these loser characters named Score, Helaine, and Pixel and have three new protagonists to rule the Diadem. The magnificent Pumpkin, Dade, and Scar; three felines out to rule in their rightful places! Yes, I love it!
*The real author, Hel, enters the scene. Fully recovered from her fight with the blue plastic bag. She takes out a can of antifreeze. Something no cat can resist as she knows from experience.
Bastet: What is that sweet smell? I most go towards it...
Hel: I'm back and Bastet is gone for good, now onto my next story. I want to thank all of my reviewers for the comments made for Score Sees It All & Then Some, but I have some sad news, I don't plan to continue writing chapters in that one. I always meant for it to be just a short story and that's the way I would like to leave it. I have made a decision to continue on with that story in another way, by writing individual short stories and some longer chapter ones. It will be in the same timeline with the same characters from Score Sees It All & Then Some and new ones besides.
We all realize by now how Score figured out that he might have hidden feelings for Helaine, but how did tough as nails Helaine figure this out, before him? This story takes place before my other one, read on to find out about our favorite heroes and heroine in the Diadem.
Diadem
An Arthurian Legend
Chapter One~Fairy Godmother
Helaine slipped down to a lower branch as she vied for a more comfortable position. She had been climbing trees as long as she could remember and it was still one of the least likely places a person would look for her. No one ever looked up, it was down or straight-ahead.
Sometimes Helaine needed peace and quiet. A person would think that this would be easy to accomplish when Helaine lived on a planet void of all humans except two others, but in all actuality this was quite difficult. If she had sat on the ground one of the many wild beasts would have interrupted her quiet time. Maybe, Score or Pixel would show up. She definitely did not want that.
All Helaine wanted was a few moments of silence to read. To many people reading was not something they associated with tough, warrior Helaine, but she did enjoy the occasional novel.
The book she was reading was one she had owned for quite some time, but she had not had a chance to read it yet. Score had given it to her years ago when they were redecorating their castle with pieces of their home planets and other momentos and luxuries from planets they enjoyed visiting. Score had brought a few books with him. She still remembered when this certain she was now trying to read had fallen out of the stack he held in his arms.
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"Score, you dropped this," Helaine called down the passageway to a retreating figure of the boy. Score turned around with a curious look and walked back to where Helaine was picking up the fallen book.
"Thanks," Score said quickly and reached out his hand to retrieve the book. That's when Helaine saw the picture drawn in full color on the cover.
"That's armor like my father and his men used!" she said excitedly.
Score smiled knowingly and told her, "That one is all about King Arthur, a very famous man on Earth. Why don't you keep it if it reminds you of home."
"I think I will, thank-you," Helaine answered. Score gave her a funny lopsided smile and walked quickly away.
Helaine would have read the book right away, but then a few problems arose, namely a three-eyed giant Cyclops. (Hey, I know a Cyclops has only one eye, but you try arguing with a giant over his racial background when he threatens to bake your bones into bread or something else equally painful and uninviting). Of course, that's just the start of it, there was that damn sales-elf that would not leave the castle, but Pixel found out he was really a blob of goo. What his motives had been Helaine didn't want to know. Then there was that weird singing frog. Something about "Hello, my baby, hello my honey..." Score thought the creature was fascinating saying it reminded him of his childhood. Helaine always thought he was quite delusional, but that incident made her believe there was most likely no hope for the Earth-boy.
And so the time passed and peace was finally found on Dondar. At least for a while.
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"Nice memory, but you think next time you could spice it up a bit, deary. Its quite drawl seeing the same mish mash day after day," a motherly warm voice resonated from the branch right next to Helaine. She looked wildly around, but could not find the intruder to her solitude.
"Who are you and how do you know what I am thinking?" Helaine asked crossly. If people would be honest and come out with their real motives, she would have been able to stay out of many messes. Also, she really didn't trust someone she could hear and not see.
"Tch, tch, my dear, you should really learn to be a bit more lady-like," the voice reprimanded her like she was still a child in her father's castle.
"You should learn that it is not polite to listen in on someone's private thoughts. You must be some type of wizard or some other magic user to read my mind," Helaine shot back. The voice was quiet for a few moments and then spoke up.
"Well, I think you need to be taught a lesson, my dear," the voice sounded just a bit irate. All Helaine did was blink and there, sitting on the branch next to her, was a small, mousy looking woman with big round spectacles and dreamy gray eyes. She wore a loose brown robe matching her hair to a tee.
"I'm your fairy godmother," the small woman said plainly without any of the usual gusto made by such flighty creatures.
"What nonsense," Helaine told the woman. Her fairy godmother sniffed and looked Helaine up and down.
"Every important person has a fairy godmother or godfather. Usually this person is meant for great things," the woman said regally like this was the most important thing she could have said. Helaine laughed, such a small creature could not expect to be much of anything.
"You know I should have talked my department head out of this arrangement the day you were born. I knew you would be more trouble then a hive full of dragonflies and I'm not talking about that little insect," the woman told Helaine. "But of course we have to work with what we have and sadly, Helaine, I am your fairy godmother.
"A fairy godmother is suppose to come when their godchild is in dire need or something like that. As you can see I'm perfectly happy," Helaine stated. The godmother just looked at her strangely and Helaine could almost see an idea forming in one of her dreamy eyes.
"You are in trouble, my dear. You see over the years you have developed your muscles and body as much as can be expected, but you leave your heart out of the matter almost entirely. You do let a few friendships grow, but their is something more then friendship," the fairy godmother said mysteriously.
"I don't need what you are talking about," Helaine said stubbornly.
"Helaine dear, you already have it," the fairy said and pulled a long stick out of her pocket. Helaine realized it was not just any old stick, but a magic wand.
"Now you do your job without any mishaps or there won't be any polish tonight," the fairy spoke to the wand sternly like it was a troublesome child. A few stray sparks flew from the end of the wand.
"Now don't you be getting ornery," the fairy scolded and pointed the wand at Helaine.
"Hey, wait a minute, that wand of yours looks dangerous. What if you turn me into a newt or something?" Helaine asked fearfully. She didn't want a mistake to happen to the spell; then again she didn't even want a spell on her. She just wanted her fairy godmother to go away so she could finish her book.
"Hold still," the fairy muttered and Helaine had not a moment to protest as she was whisked off of Dondar, out of the Diadem, and into a whole other dimension.
"I hope that worked," the fairy godmother shook her wand a little bit to make sure the thing knew she meant business. My next godchild had better be mute, she thought, but deep down she knew she cared for rugged Helaine too much. If the fairy godmother's idea went wrong then she would probably hang up her wand for good.
The end and they all lived happily ever after.
Yah right, if I ended there I would be shish-ka-bob with my few readers (I love you guys! I hope I have a couple of readers.). There will be more chapters, actually I have a few finished, but they need to be proof read. (I always have a few mistakes that go into the story; I need a new editor!)
George: That wasn't very nice. I think I edit your stories very nicely. (George is my secretary.) You got a message in the mail from some Oracle guy, he demands that he be mentioned in one of your fanfiction pieces or he's going to sue, though, I can't see how him being an apparition and all....