A/N Have you ever done the thing where you have a paragraph, and you fill
in the gaps with nouns, verbs, or whatever is asked for? And then you read
it all together and it's really funny? Well, that's what we did. We took
it in turns to write paragraphs, asking the other person to fill in the
gaps with an inanimate object, or a Tamora Pierce character, or a smell, or
whatever. Anyway, please don't blame us for putting these up. We think
they're funny. We don't own any of the characters, but we do, however, own
the huge spoon. Anyway, R/R, and we will accept flames for this one, coz
it probably deserves it. Just be warned that if we think your flame is
pointless, we'll get revenge. We're good like that. Please don't let your
opinion of this affect our other fics. We were bored, and this seemed
funny when we wrote it. R/R
Veralidaine was singing loudly in an oversized spoon. Numair had converted it into a bath-tub. It was filled with rose and chocolate scented bubble- bath.
Daine stopped singing and sniffed the air. There was another smell, the smell of frying mushrooms. The memory brought a smile to her face. Her stepcousin Gin used to fry musrooms every autumn, and Daine would walk to her house to eat them. Well, until Gin had drowned in tomato sauce at the barn where she pounded them. Gin had fallen into the vat and drowned.
Daine laughed. This bathing in scented water in an over-sized spoon must be getting to her head. The scent had changed now. Numair must have enchanted it to do that. She should've asked him to make sure it only changed into nice smells. This one was of old fish. She bounced out of the spoon, and dried herself off with a handy book. She walked across the room (having abandonend the book) to get her clothes, when Numair walked in. He stopped delicately and a look of horror and delight at the same time as he saw her. Daine was joyful to see him, and she kissed Numair on the mouth.
Owen hummed happily.
"What you don't know can't eeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat yoooooooooooouuuuu…" he sang, "I love to siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!"
"Please don't," said Buri, coming out from under the bed. She handed him a glass egg., "Use it well, Owen," she said ominously
It was then that Kel emerged from the trees outside the window, and climbed into the room. She punched Buri in the cheekbone, and then grabbed Owen and fox-trotted him all the way into her bedroom. By that point, he seemed to be in a type of religious ecstasy. A look of pure anger was on his face, as he lay down on an ornate chair. Kel blinked idly, and then she she kicked up her feet, and lay down with Owen's stuffed cat.
Owen considered the position he was in and decided to blow a kiss to Buri, who fainted in longing. Owen stared at her manically, but decided it would be best to fall to the floor on top of the glass egg. The glass egg broke, and inside he noticed there was a chocolate egg inside. He ate it, and discovered that it was a pina colada chocolate egg. He sucked his thumb, remembering he was allergic to pina colada and also wasn't allowed to drink.
Before he twirled himself into drunken oblivion, he wrote down that this was the 13215462395172161st time he had broken the rules.
Veralidaine was singing loudly in an oversized spoon. Numair had converted it into a bath-tub. It was filled with rose and chocolate scented bubble- bath.
Daine stopped singing and sniffed the air. There was another smell, the smell of frying mushrooms. The memory brought a smile to her face. Her stepcousin Gin used to fry musrooms every autumn, and Daine would walk to her house to eat them. Well, until Gin had drowned in tomato sauce at the barn where she pounded them. Gin had fallen into the vat and drowned.
Daine laughed. This bathing in scented water in an over-sized spoon must be getting to her head. The scent had changed now. Numair must have enchanted it to do that. She should've asked him to make sure it only changed into nice smells. This one was of old fish. She bounced out of the spoon, and dried herself off with a handy book. She walked across the room (having abandonend the book) to get her clothes, when Numair walked in. He stopped delicately and a look of horror and delight at the same time as he saw her. Daine was joyful to see him, and she kissed Numair on the mouth.
Owen hummed happily.
"What you don't know can't eeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat yoooooooooooouuuuu…" he sang, "I love to siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!"
"Please don't," said Buri, coming out from under the bed. She handed him a glass egg., "Use it well, Owen," she said ominously
It was then that Kel emerged from the trees outside the window, and climbed into the room. She punched Buri in the cheekbone, and then grabbed Owen and fox-trotted him all the way into her bedroom. By that point, he seemed to be in a type of religious ecstasy. A look of pure anger was on his face, as he lay down on an ornate chair. Kel blinked idly, and then she she kicked up her feet, and lay down with Owen's stuffed cat.
Owen considered the position he was in and decided to blow a kiss to Buri, who fainted in longing. Owen stared at her manically, but decided it would be best to fall to the floor on top of the glass egg. The glass egg broke, and inside he noticed there was a chocolate egg inside. He ate it, and discovered that it was a pina colada chocolate egg. He sucked his thumb, remembering he was allergic to pina colada and also wasn't allowed to drink.
Before he twirled himself into drunken oblivion, he wrote down that this was the 13215462395172161st time he had broken the rules.