Hey. This is a companion piece to my recently updated fic Danger Signs. If you haven't read any of that than this is going to make no sense at all. I'd personally like to thank fantsaychica37 for the idea. I hope you enjoy.
Bran watched a Theon fainted. He started to giggle a little at this. Theon had always bragged how he could withstand anything. What a hoot.
"Hodor," said Hodor trying to walk in the door but banging it repeatedly upside Theon's head. "Hodor." He continued to bang the door on Theon's head until he had moved Theon enough to fit through the door.
"Hodor," Bran called out to him, "come pick me up and bring me over to Theon."
Hodor obediently went and brought Bran over Theon's downed body. "Hodor?" questioned Hodor.
"Hodor bring me a quill and some ink please," Bran requested.
"Hodor," said Hodor with a big goofy smile. He walked over to the table and brought the quill and the ink pot back over to Bran.
"Thank you Hodor."
"Hodor?"
Bran moved so that he was between Theon and Hodor. He was quickly drawing things on Theon's face. Hodor tried to peak around Bran.
"Not yet Hodor," said Bran. "He's not finished yet."
Bran continued his artwork for a few more minutes and then sat back. He did a perfect job if didn't say so himself.
"Hodor," laughed Hodor.
"Hodor," Bran said laugh at his artwork now, "please take me back to bed."
When Hodor had placed Bran back on the bed Theon was regaining conciousness. He sat up rubbing his head gingerly.
"Why is my hurting?" he asked looking between Bran and Hodor.
"Hodor?" questioned Hodor.
Bran just shrugged.
Theon glanced around shook his head and left the room. Walking down the halls of Winterfell he saw many people laughing.
"What's so funny?" he asked Pala.
She took one look at Theon's face and laughed. She never did that before. In fact all of them were looking at him and laughing.
Upon passing a mirror he caught a glimpse of some fool standing in front of his reflection. But there wasn't anyone in front of him. His eyes widened as he realized someone had drawn a fake mustache and a few more ruder items on his face.
"Bran!" Theon screamed as he ran back in the direction of Bran Stark's room.
There you have it. The very first chapter. I hope you enjoyed everyone. And please let know if there is a scene you want to have parodied in the next chapter.