A few things changed from notebook-to-word processor, and this particular tiff didn't fit in with the mood the story was setting. It's kind of a shame, and I tried to make it work, because it's hilarious. Who knows, maybe I'll fit in in somewhere later, but until (unless) that happens, it's here for your amusement.

This bit is in NO WAY meant to imply being homosexual is BAD, but it comes from actual incidents where friends of mine assumed I was a lesbian because of the way I dressed. Assumptions ARE bad, in any way, shape, or form. I have a gay relative, I'm pro-choice, and for gay-marriage; because gay's deserve to be as happy/miserable as the rest of us happy/miserable married people.

Chapter 11

Emma has just saved the Ronin Warriors from the giant web of DEATH!

"Were you seriously flirting with Cye?" Rowen frowns.

I pause. Not that it's any of HIS business. "Was I?"

Rowen stares, frowning.

"Well, so what? You don't have anything to be pissed about. There, you're free." I put away my knife and start climbing down.

"But you're a lesbian." Rowen sounds so SURE of this.

I'm NOT. I have a friend who is, but I'm not; guys are awesome.

I would look up at Rowen, but turning my head makes me dizzy. The height is starting to get to me.

"No I'm not - why would you think THAT?" I'm more embarrassed, and anxious to hear his logic than angry or confused that he thinks this. (Maybe confused)

"You wear boxer-briefs!" Rowen grumps.

Sage laughs.

"What did he just say?" Cye is somewhere below me.

"They're called 'boy-shorts', and it's underwear made for GIRLS. Hel-loh! They have HELLO KITTY FACE on the ASS, dude!" I shout upward-ish.

Sage laughs harder. I really hope the guy doesn't fall; despite the fact that he is openly mocking me with his laughter right now, I would be seriously bummed if he fell and splatted.

"Really? Hello Kitty?" Cye sounds so bored with this subject in general. "Isn't that a bit 9-years-old?"

"Not with her face on my left BOOB, too!" I call down.

"NOT THAT!" Rowen shouts. "The green ones!"

I have to think about this a sec. But while I'm thinking, I realize Rowen is making this assumption that I'm gay on ONE pair of underwear. ONE! Wait...I know what he's talking about...

"You IDIOT! I bought those at Victoria's Secret!" I shout up. "It was a trend for girls' underwear to look like boys'!"

"IT HAS A DICK FLAP!" Rowen shouts down.

"It doesn't WORK! It's just a SEAM!" Okay, now I'm angry. "And they're shaped different that REAL boxer-briefs! And they're still BOY-SHORTS!"

"Sorry, but I was under the impression girls wear frilly panties or thongs; none of this boy-short bollux." Cye interjects as we reach the bottom of the web.

"I own those TOO!" I snap at Cye.