Wine Taster
By GunShot
In case you're wondering, I did get the idea for this in a liquor store. I was reading the labels and came upon "Vampire Wine. In red or blush." That set me off on a tangent about wines and Jean-Claude from the Anita Blake series. I always felt that if he could actually drink wine, it would be white, not red. He just seems like a Chardonnay person to me.
Anyway, this is a major crossover fic with at least .: counts on fingers:. six different animes and/or books. I guess my imagination ran away with me... again.
(By the way, me falling asleep in literature really did happen. You try staying awake during a lecture on The Red Badge of Courage!)
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"And as our hero bravely drags onward, he..." As the teacher dragged onward himself, I had just finished counting the holes in one ceiling tile. 3,562, not that anyone cared, of course. God, of all the days to forget my headphones. I mean, I like literature. I like it just as much as the next authoress but god, if I have to spent another semester of listening to this guy, I'll die a horrible, explosive death. Or be eaten by gerbils.
Or not.
I resigned my self to my fate, and laid my head down upon my desk. Might as well catch up on my z's. Half asleep from sound of the lecture I should have been listening to, my mind came up with a seemingly random question.
I wonder where the nearest brewery is.
What's up with that? I shook my head and store that thought for another time, as I was swept away by the waves of sleep.
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My brain seemed to be telling me something but I couldn't quite put my finger on what. I rolled over, ignoring the screams coming from my subconscious, and nuzzled the stone floor beneath my cheek.
Wait a minute... stone floor?
I pulled my self to a sitting position and stared at the darkness around me. I seemed to be lying on a rough, stone inlaid floor, in some sort of room. I stood up, trying to get my bearing in the dark room. I smelled wood, and the long, lingering scent of... alcohol! I was in a brewery! Oh Kpyroith, what next?
I sighed and looked around. In the time it had taken to come to my realization, my eyes had gotten used to the dark and could make out a door up a head, with what looks like a sign. Maybe that will tell me something.
I took a few steps towards the door and stopped. Maybe there were some stairs I could walk up. For all I know, this door could lead further in to the catacombs that wine and beer breweries usually were. I turned around to look for a set of stairs.
"Holy Shit!"
tbc!
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Don't you just hate cliff hangers? Don't worry, I'm getting to the next chap as soon as I can. It's hard to find time to write these days, what with Jap class and my stupid comp breaking down.
Did anyone get the invocation of that god? Cookies to the people where it comes from!
.:Holds up sign that says "Will write for Reviews":.
Please?
Ps. I welcome all comments. Suggestions, criticizims (curse my horrible spelling!), anything. Flames I use to torture my best friend, Hidoku, so i can actually acept them, just be aware that you will be getting a nasty letter full of cuss words if it isn't an intelligent flame.
