yo. How are 'yall doing? I, (well actually my friend came up with this wonderus idea like 3 months ago). So I decided to put it up.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing that belongs to Tamora Pierce. (That would be like everything and I even think that someone else used this idea. I don't know.)
Alanna woke up in the infirmary of the Palace to meet the inquiring faces of two healers. One was older, in her fifties, and the other was young, about eighteen or so. "What happened?" Alanna mumbled.
"Well, you blacked out due to blood loss caused by a nasty wound on your left leg," the older healer replied.
"Oh splendid," Alanna muttered.
"And you are two months pregnant!" the young healer said brightly. The older healer shot the younger one a glare.
"I am two months pregnant." Alanna repeated.
"Actually. Almost three!" was the reply. Alanna's eyes went wide and she fainted and fell back on the bed with a thump. When Alanna came around, the older healer was hiding a smile behind her hand and the younger one was giggling.
"What happened" Alanna snapped. She did not like how the healers were gigling at her.
"You fainted" the youngest healer said in between fits of giggles.
"Yes, I already know that! Alanna growled. "But for Mithros sake, why!"
"Because you are two months pregnant." This time it was the older healer who answered.
Down went Alanna on to the bed. This time when she came around the older healer was snickering and the younger one was rolling on the floor in hysterical laughter.
"Out of my way!" Alanna demanded as she threw the blankets off of herself.
"B-but, you aren't fit to leave the infirmary yet, Sir Alanna!" The older healer stammered.
"I can do as I please!"Alanna retorted as she strode out of the room.
Alanna slammed into her palace quarters, startling George who, spilled the pot of ink he was using.
"George!" Alannashouted. "I am gonna KILL you!"
"Why?" George asked, horrified.
"BecauseI am bloodythree months pregnant!" Alanna screamed at him.
George just stared at her, wide eyed. After about five minutes of Geroge staring at Alanna who, was brathing heavily and looking like she was going ot explode.
"That's...that's WONDERFUL!" George exclaimed , breaking the silence. "I have been waitning for this to happen for forever!"
"No it is NOT wonderful!" Alanna replied, still screaming. "it is horrible! I won't be able to put up a decent defense or, or even be able to stay on my horse!"
"Well, it doesn't matter anyways, because you will be in bed the whole time." George said firmly.
"No I won't! I will be out there fighting for the realm!"
((((five months and two weekslater))))
Alanna sat in bed propped up against the headboard, when she got a huge craving for carrotts. "George!" She called. "George I need carrotts!"
"Yes darlin'" George called back as he was exiting thier suites to go to the kitchen.
George returned to Alanna with a handful of carrotts. "It's ok I don't want carrotts anymore." George turned around put the carrotts on the night table and trudged back into his workroom without saying a word.
The next day, when George was returning from the kitchens with three cookies, a bowl of porridge, and turnips, the alarm sounded. George raced to his rooms. Just as he suspected, Alanna was attempting to get out of bed. "Now Alanna do you want to kill the baby?" George asked calmly. "or worse, yourself?"
"I won't kill anyone except the enemy!" Alanna snapped.
"You are eight months and 2 weeks pregnant! You are NOT going to battle!" George said, raising his voice a little.
Alanna glared at him and slowly got back into bed. George got his sword, daggers,a bow and quiver, and raced out the door, slamming it shut behind him.
Alanna sat in bed and sulked, trying to think of ways to get revenge on George for keeping her confinedto herbed. Then a thoght struck her. She started yelling and calling for a maid. Two maids came rushing in, out of breath.
"Good, you heard me," Alanna told the maids. "Would one of you bring me my bow, and a quiver of arrows?" Alanna asked the two maids. One of them ran to do as she was told. "now, I want you to bring me two bails of hay and a really strong man who doesn't have anything to do." Theother maid alsoran to do as she was told.
When the maids returned with Alanna's requested items, Alanna shooed them out of the room and turned to the man. "could you set up a target for me with those?" Alanna asked the man, pointingt o the bails of hay. "then I need you to get the arrows out of the target when I run out." The mad did as he was told, trying to hide amusement.
Alanna shotarrows for three hours, working up a sweat, and exausting her arm. Just as she was about to loosen the string of the bow, the door slammed open to reveal a sweat-soaked George.
"What in Mithros name are you doing!" He yelled at her.
"I am shooting arrows, and you just broke my concentration." Alanna replied, losing her temper. George walked over to her and snatched the bow and quiver from her hands and marched out the door. "George Cooper you come back here right now!" Alanna screetched.
The other man started to edge out the door.
"Oh no you don't!"Alanna growled at the man. "You are staying right here."
He walked back over to her and sat on the floor. George returned and saw the man on the floor. He told him that he could go and had him take the hay.
"Alanna what were you thinking!" George asked, exasperated. "No, don't answer that, just don't do anthing like that again." George said as he walked into his workroom.
Alanna gave a screetch in frustration and fell back on to the bed, almost falling asleep instantly.
So. Did you like it? Should we continue with other people? Like Daine or Kel? Or mabye even Thayet? Or Buri? Or Aly? Or... The list goes on and on.
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