Squill was alone. He had a very young daughter, yes, but he still felt without contact. Everyone tried to keep away from him, even worrits. Because of a Global Panaceas defect, his appearance and age never seemed to change. Other japegrins spread rumors about him being accociated with shadow-beasts and brazzles. He felt very secluded for this reason.
"This can't continue. Goodbye Clorabelle!" he yelled to his daughter as he grabbed his royal-purple coat and ran out into the bustling streets of Andria. He was headed toward the Geddon forest to seek advice from Pewtermane. He reached the edge of the forestand called out "Pewtermane! Are you there? I need-" A sudden stab from behind unabled him to finish his sentence.
"You've come back, Snakeweed." Grimspite growled."What is it this time? Which city is it this time? Geddon? Tirattle? You've probably dreamed of this for that hundred years. Too late. I-" Grimspite flipped over the lifeless body and saw that it was not Snakeweed that he had gored with his claws. It was Squill; he was barely breathing.
"Tell Clorabelle this: I was seek-" As he sighed his body shuddered. He suddenly went silent. Frozen. Dead.
The sinistrom gaped at what he had done. Squill had been against Snakeweed(Grimspite could tell from Squill's fury after the trial.). But who was Clorabelle? His wife, perhaps. He toddled down to Andria in his Licket form. He approached(--sp?) the library to try to find a file on this Clorabelle girl. After a few hours of searching nothing came up. He asked other residents of Andria. They had heard the name before but they didn't quite know who she was. Grimspite reurned home, hoping that Squill had just been delirious and didn't know what he had been talking about.
14YearsLater
Snakeweed's eyes shot open. He let out a string of swears as he realised what had happened. His blood was still wet on the needle.
"Bites and stings! That traitor Grimspite must've tripped me!" He said to himself in rage(A.N.: Alright, if you havn't read the books this gonna sound REALLY strange and unusual) "After stabbing my hand on that infernal spindle I've been asleep for....." He then fainted on to the bed.
Clorabelle swung an axe down on a carrionwing brabble."Hurry it up, Fuzzy!" She called behind her.
"But we've been walkingfor ages! I'm build for flying, not walking!" The brazzle complained. She had agreed to help Clorabelle find her cap that she said "just blew away into the forest". "I know what you're really looking for. Your looking for that hotel!"
The japegrin turned around laughing. "Hahahaaa...OK I am. It sounds so wonderful! I have enough gold, too!" She smiled and the freckles across her nose seemed to shift. "I kinda deserve it, too. It's getting harder to meet the high demand for magic carpets these last few years."
The massive castle appeared soon after. Several lickets were running around the garden and a brittlehorn ran past them gaily. The 2 girls entered the massive building, admiring its elegancey, when a furious looking japegrin stormed past.
"Hey! Watch where....you're......going.." Clorabelle yelled but seemed to lose anger as she focused on who it was. "You're---you're---SNAKEWEED?!," she realised. "I thought my father told me you were....well, dead?"
"Well I'm apparently not! I've been, uh, sleeping." By now several people had started to stare. He whispered an illusion spell and soon everything was normal once again. Clorabelle grabbed his arm and dragged my favorite villain up stairs.
T'was short......deal with it! I don't usually write in standard and have NEVER written a romance fic, so please don't hurt me! TT