Budding Authoress: I don't own Hornblower or any of those other guys. Maybe I'll own Ioan someday though... J.K.
The identities of the girls in this story have been changed to protect their privacy.
Singeractress14: Hey, 'tis me, and I'm just here to say bear with us! Maybe someday I'll own Archie... that would cost a lot though, so just enjoy the story and tell us whether we're insane or not! By the way, the order is Elizabeth, Natalie, and Lia chapter-wise, so don't say you're confused. For bios, go to our profile page, and check out our separate pages!
Screens, SC's, and Sweeties
Written By: Elizabeth
It all started when we were all gushing over you-know-who in the first Hornblower episode. Lia, Natalie, and myself were all crowded around my laptop screen, making little kissy noises at a rather classic pose we had of our guy looking a little sad. I was scarlet in the face, per usual after making the traditional SC (stupid comment). This time, it was "Oh, you sexy man, work those eyes! Come on, melt me into a puddle of goo!" We were all giggling and probably very hyper, enjoying this time together.
It was Lia who noticed it first. "Hey, what's that?"
"What's what?" I asked, now snuggling the screen with my cheek. Natalie rolled her eyes and laughed.
Lia pointed at three white shapes standing a little to the left of my cheek. "Those. They look like ghosts."
Natalie reached out her hand and started to try to wipe the shapes away with a tissue. "They're probably just fingerprints or some..." She never finished the sentence, because next second she had lurched forward and disappeared into the screen. "Natalie!" Lia and I yelled, and we both frantically touched the area where she had disappeared. This was a really bad idea, because we both pitched forward too, and were swirling around as though we were in a dryer.
It lasted for about thirty seconds. Next thing we knew, we were lying face down on a hard wooden surface. Natalie pulled us to our feet. "You guys ok?"
"Yeah." I said, brushing myself off. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but we're probably somewhere we shouldn't be." Lia said, turning around. She let out a bit of a gasp and she grabbed onto the nearest possible item to keep herself from falling: me. I looked past her to where she was looking, and my jaw dropped. It was Horatio, the man of my dreams.
"No bleeping way!" I squawked. "Horatio, here? Then we must be..."
Natalie stuck her head over the side of the ship. "Dude, it's the friggin' Indefatigable!"
I nearly fainted. "What are we going to do?"
Lia gave a wry smile. "Looks like we're about to find out."
Horatio was coming our way. We all bit our lips to keep ourselves from giggling madly (or screaming, whatever you like) and straightened up to try to look dignified. Unfortunately, Lia and I were both wearing pants and I (oh dear) was sporting a t-shirt with the word "Paris" on it. Not a good thing to wear in the middle of a British ship.
I was just contemplating the possibility of turning the shirt backwards when I heard the voice.
"Excuse me, ladies, but where did you materialize from?"
It was a gentle voice, British with a hint of Welsh strewn in. I slowly turned my green eyes up to meet those puppy-dog brown ones.
He was looking at us with a mixture of curiosity and surprise. I will swear to God that I would probably have smooched him then and there had Lia let me go. As it was, I stayed where I was and let Lia answer.
"We... we sort of just fell here." she said enthusiastically.
Horatio cocked his head like a puppy would. I restrained myself from going "Awww." Horatio straightened again and turned from us.
"Captain Pellew! I think you ought to see this!"
Oh dang. Pellew would chuck us out. Or at the very least, yell at us. I conveyed my fears to the other girls in a whisper, and they too looked frightened; at least, until Pellew came our way.
"Yes, Mr. Hornblower? What is...good Lord!" He sputtered, staring at us. This time, Natalie saved us.
"Please sir, don't hurt us. We are three young girls who stowed away when you last docked!"
I stared at her. Well, she wasn't an author for nothing, I suppose. Lia played into it.
"Yes, we were orphans who couldn't stand life in the orphanage anymore. So we stowed away, and we just came on deck for a little fresh air! And to look for mermaids."
I slapped my head, but Pellew seemed mollified. "Well, young ladies, I have no choice but let you stay until we dock. But if you break any of my rules, you will taste my wrath!" He turned on his heel and walked away. "And Mr. Hornblower, for God's sake get them some decent clothes. That tall one has "Frog" written all over her!"
I knew at once he was talking about me. I was the one with the "Paris" shirt after all. Horatio turned his chocolate eyes on us again. "If you please, ladies, I will show you to some quarters."
"But, sir!" Lia interjected, "What about our clothes?"
Horatio looked at us, and a pink flush crept into his cheeks. "Well, er, we have no clothes suitable for women, much less for girls!"
I think my brain shut off then, because an SC came tumbling out of my mouth. "Well, then, you'll just have to give me your spare uniform, won't you?"
Horatio turned redder, and he fidgeted slightly. "Milady, I don't think it would be appropriate for you to..."
"Darn it man!" I yelled, and Horatio jumped, "I look like a bloody frog! You heard the captain! I support the British with all my heart, and I do not wish to be suspected of being a spy! What choice do you have?!"
Horatio was now scarlet. "Well, I, er, that is... Oh very well." and he led us up the deck. Natalie's eyes were the size of CD's. "Lordy, Elizabeth, I've never seen that side of you before!"
"I think the temper in me flared up." I answered, and followed after Horatio.
The identities of the girls in this story have been changed to protect their privacy.
Singeractress14: Hey, 'tis me, and I'm just here to say bear with us! Maybe someday I'll own Archie... that would cost a lot though, so just enjoy the story and tell us whether we're insane or not! By the way, the order is Elizabeth, Natalie, and Lia chapter-wise, so don't say you're confused. For bios, go to our profile page, and check out our separate pages!
Screens, SC's, and Sweeties
Written By: Elizabeth
It all started when we were all gushing over you-know-who in the first Hornblower episode. Lia, Natalie, and myself were all crowded around my laptop screen, making little kissy noises at a rather classic pose we had of our guy looking a little sad. I was scarlet in the face, per usual after making the traditional SC (stupid comment). This time, it was "Oh, you sexy man, work those eyes! Come on, melt me into a puddle of goo!" We were all giggling and probably very hyper, enjoying this time together.
It was Lia who noticed it first. "Hey, what's that?"
"What's what?" I asked, now snuggling the screen with my cheek. Natalie rolled her eyes and laughed.
Lia pointed at three white shapes standing a little to the left of my cheek. "Those. They look like ghosts."
Natalie reached out her hand and started to try to wipe the shapes away with a tissue. "They're probably just fingerprints or some..." She never finished the sentence, because next second she had lurched forward and disappeared into the screen. "Natalie!" Lia and I yelled, and we both frantically touched the area where she had disappeared. This was a really bad idea, because we both pitched forward too, and were swirling around as though we were in a dryer.
It lasted for about thirty seconds. Next thing we knew, we were lying face down on a hard wooden surface. Natalie pulled us to our feet. "You guys ok?"
"Yeah." I said, brushing myself off. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but we're probably somewhere we shouldn't be." Lia said, turning around. She let out a bit of a gasp and she grabbed onto the nearest possible item to keep herself from falling: me. I looked past her to where she was looking, and my jaw dropped. It was Horatio, the man of my dreams.
"No bleeping way!" I squawked. "Horatio, here? Then we must be..."
Natalie stuck her head over the side of the ship. "Dude, it's the friggin' Indefatigable!"
I nearly fainted. "What are we going to do?"
Lia gave a wry smile. "Looks like we're about to find out."
Horatio was coming our way. We all bit our lips to keep ourselves from giggling madly (or screaming, whatever you like) and straightened up to try to look dignified. Unfortunately, Lia and I were both wearing pants and I (oh dear) was sporting a t-shirt with the word "Paris" on it. Not a good thing to wear in the middle of a British ship.
I was just contemplating the possibility of turning the shirt backwards when I heard the voice.
"Excuse me, ladies, but where did you materialize from?"
It was a gentle voice, British with a hint of Welsh strewn in. I slowly turned my green eyes up to meet those puppy-dog brown ones.
He was looking at us with a mixture of curiosity and surprise. I will swear to God that I would probably have smooched him then and there had Lia let me go. As it was, I stayed where I was and let Lia answer.
"We... we sort of just fell here." she said enthusiastically.
Horatio cocked his head like a puppy would. I restrained myself from going "Awww." Horatio straightened again and turned from us.
"Captain Pellew! I think you ought to see this!"
Oh dang. Pellew would chuck us out. Or at the very least, yell at us. I conveyed my fears to the other girls in a whisper, and they too looked frightened; at least, until Pellew came our way.
"Yes, Mr. Hornblower? What is...good Lord!" He sputtered, staring at us. This time, Natalie saved us.
"Please sir, don't hurt us. We are three young girls who stowed away when you last docked!"
I stared at her. Well, she wasn't an author for nothing, I suppose. Lia played into it.
"Yes, we were orphans who couldn't stand life in the orphanage anymore. So we stowed away, and we just came on deck for a little fresh air! And to look for mermaids."
I slapped my head, but Pellew seemed mollified. "Well, young ladies, I have no choice but let you stay until we dock. But if you break any of my rules, you will taste my wrath!" He turned on his heel and walked away. "And Mr. Hornblower, for God's sake get them some decent clothes. That tall one has "Frog" written all over her!"
I knew at once he was talking about me. I was the one with the "Paris" shirt after all. Horatio turned his chocolate eyes on us again. "If you please, ladies, I will show you to some quarters."
"But, sir!" Lia interjected, "What about our clothes?"
Horatio looked at us, and a pink flush crept into his cheeks. "Well, er, we have no clothes suitable for women, much less for girls!"
I think my brain shut off then, because an SC came tumbling out of my mouth. "Well, then, you'll just have to give me your spare uniform, won't you?"
Horatio turned redder, and he fidgeted slightly. "Milady, I don't think it would be appropriate for you to..."
"Darn it man!" I yelled, and Horatio jumped, "I look like a bloody frog! You heard the captain! I support the British with all my heart, and I do not wish to be suspected of being a spy! What choice do you have?!"
Horatio was now scarlet. "Well, I, er, that is... Oh very well." and he led us up the deck. Natalie's eyes were the size of CD's. "Lordy, Elizabeth, I've never seen that side of you before!"
"I think the temper in me flared up." I answered, and followed after Horatio.
