Skywise's Skirmish With The Un-Timmain.

Author: RrenWolf.

Disclaimer: Skywise, Timmain, Aroree and ElfQuest, have not and will never belong to me.

They belong to their esteemed majesties Wendy and Richard Pini.

And are used here solely for the purpose of fun.

So, sadly I'm not making any money from this at all (sigh.)

Dooby: Don't trust her! She's makin' money off this gig right now!!

Sylvan: I am not!!!! (quickly hides big bag labeled 'MONEY' behind back.)

Dooby: Riiighttt. Ssurrre you're not.

Sylvan: Look, just because you grew up in Chicago

with the mafia doesn't mean you should (cringes). . .uh. . .be so accusing?

Dooby: Oh! So you aren't, huh?

Sylvan: Yeah.

Dooby: Then what's in that bag stuck behind your back?

Sylvan: Uh. . .coupons? Yeah, that's it! Coupons!

Dooby: (quickly snatches bag and peeks inside) I knew it!!!! You ARE makin' money off this gig!

Sylvan: Hey!! Give that back!! I worked hard for that money!!!! I. .I mean. . .uh. . .

Enjoy the story, people, and be sure to review! . .HEY!!! Dooby! Come back with that bag!!!!

(Runs after Dooby with large hammer, Dooby is now running as fast as his little legs will carry

him and holding the bag as high up as he can.)

"You aren't in love with her, Skywise. You are completely obsessed with her!"

"I am not!" he turned, "Oh, hi Timmain!!!" and ran happily towards. . .a bedpost.

"That's not Timmain, you goofball, that's a bedpost!"

"Oh," he embarrassedly patted the post, ". . .eh. . .Hi bedpost. . !"

"See, I told you that you were obsessed with her."

"I. . .am not!!!" He turned around and ran smack in to a tall, hazel dresser.

"Hey, it's Timmain!!!"

"Good grief!!! Here we go again."

Sighed Aroree for the 5th time that day.

"Why me?"

Well, at least he's got the 'tall' part right this time. She thought.

The End.

Everyone's Thoughts During The War For The Palace Shards. . .

Sort of.

Cutter/A.K.A./the chief dude.

"Yo, man! I'm the chief dude!

So you, like, gotta do what I say man!

Peace, dude!

Like, no more black sending, ya gliders!

Why can't we all just live together in peace?"

The End.

Picknose, king of the dumb-dumbs.

"Me king! Duh. You, gimmie gold! Duh. Me like pretty troll lady! Duh."

(Discontinued due to sheer stupidity. Duh.)

The End.

Skywise The Unconscious.

"Wow! I keep seeing stars!

I must've got knocked out!"

The End.

Sylvan: This is really weird and I've got more on the way!! Meheheheh...

Dooby (my muse) : "Wow... She's so twisted that I'm actually impressed!