Disclaimer: I do not own Tortall nor any of its characters, and I am not making any money off this. Sue me and all you get are the textbooks the bookstore would not buy back and a beat up Metro.
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Sir Gareth of Naxen woke up to the feel of something squishy next to him. Leaning over, he felt wetness. Frowning he opened his eyes. Jon and Raoul looked over him. grinning evily.
"Aww, we wake up the mighty knight?" Jon teased. Raoul laughed.
"If he could even haul himself off his bed," he guffawed and Gary glared.
"There has been a consensus," Jon continued, "You have gotten to big for your britches..."
"Literally," Raoul quipped. Jon glared.
"It has been decided that you need to lose weight."
"Oh, and who has decided?" Gary asked.
"The queen, Alanna, Geoffrey, Sacherell, Douglass, some of the Sahngs, us...."
"Ok, fine. A workout? I can still beat you any day Jon," Gary replied. He was about to get dressed when Raoul stopped him.
"Breeches only," Raoul said, and Gary noticed both men in only pants. "These will come off at the lake. You need a good swim."
"Fine, fine, whatever," Gary replied.
The three men made it for the lake, Gary in front. He did not notice the other two men leave, nor his horse and pants taken away. Before hopping in he looked around. "Guys, where are you?"
He ehard rustling behind a tree. "Ok you two, I am gonna whup you!" He ran behind and came face to face with someone screaming.
A woman
A NOBLE woman.
Lady Cythera!
Gary attempted to cover himself as the two men strode out laughing. Gary went between blushing and glaring.
"Don't be embarrased, Sir Gareth," Lady Cythera said loftily. "Nice sword, by the way," she added as she walked off.
Gary's grin grew wider at the other men's gasps......
~~The end (or beginning, your choice ;)~~
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Sir Gareth of Naxen woke up to the feel of something squishy next to him. Leaning over, he felt wetness. Frowning he opened his eyes. Jon and Raoul looked over him. grinning evily.
"Aww, we wake up the mighty knight?" Jon teased. Raoul laughed.
"If he could even haul himself off his bed," he guffawed and Gary glared.
"There has been a consensus," Jon continued, "You have gotten to big for your britches..."
"Literally," Raoul quipped. Jon glared.
"It has been decided that you need to lose weight."
"Oh, and who has decided?" Gary asked.
"The queen, Alanna, Geoffrey, Sacherell, Douglass, some of the Sahngs, us...."
"Ok, fine. A workout? I can still beat you any day Jon," Gary replied. He was about to get dressed when Raoul stopped him.
"Breeches only," Raoul said, and Gary noticed both men in only pants. "These will come off at the lake. You need a good swim."
"Fine, fine, whatever," Gary replied.
The three men made it for the lake, Gary in front. He did not notice the other two men leave, nor his horse and pants taken away. Before hopping in he looked around. "Guys, where are you?"
He ehard rustling behind a tree. "Ok you two, I am gonna whup you!" He ran behind and came face to face with someone screaming.
A woman
A NOBLE woman.
Lady Cythera!
Gary attempted to cover himself as the two men strode out laughing. Gary went between blushing and glaring.
"Don't be embarrased, Sir Gareth," Lady Cythera said loftily. "Nice sword, by the way," she added as she walked off.
Gary's grin grew wider at the other men's gasps......
~~The end (or beginning, your choice ;)~~
