A/N: all right, next chapter is up! Like I said, there's not as many as last time, but that was a special case. I really need to take it easy; if I keep going like this, I'll run out of stories before too long!
Anyway, enjoy!
Eleven: Oil and Curiosity
Will was cooking dinner in the kitchen with Halt. Opening the cupboard, he saw a bottle of thick-like liquid. The teen picked it up and studied the labeling.
"Halt?"
"Yes?"
"I don't understand olive oil."
Halt raised an eyebrow.
Will kept going. "No really, I mean, what does it mean 'virgin'? How can an olive be a virgin, it's an inanimate object? And how can anything be an 'extra virgin'? What makes it more special?"
On the other side of the kitchen, Halt facepalmed.
A/N: :) this is based on an actual experience I had at the grocery store...
Twelve: Dragon
Horace was in his quarters by himself. Halt had come to Castle Araluen to speak to the king about some official matters no one cared about, and was passing Horace's door when he heard an odd noise. He did a bit of a double take, and edged the door open.
"Horace?" he called softly into the room.
"Yeah, I'm in here." And the odd noises started up again.
Peering around a corner, Halt saw the young knight sitting on his bed, lips moving. Halt frowned and came closer, realizing that the weird sounds had been coming from Horace himself.
"Horace," he began, "what on earth are you doing?"
"Nothing." But in a quieter voice, Horace continued with, "Puff the magic dragon, lived by the sea. And frolicked in the autumn mist, in a land…"
And with these words, Halt deemed that it was time for him to leave the young knight to his song.
Thirteen: Peanut
"Found a peanut, found a peanut, found a peanut just now. Just now I found a peanut, found a peanut just now. Cracked it open, cracked it open, cracked it open just now. Just now I—"
Will was wide-eyed. "Halt, what the hell?"
Halt decided to let the language slip this time, and he held out his hand, palm up, so that his apprentice could see the reason for his singing. "I found a peanut."
A/N: I love that song!
Fourteen: New Advertisement
Will emerged from his room with his cloak on backwards. The opening was at the back, and his cowl was up over his head, covering his face to where he couldn't see. The apprentice shuffled into the living room, blinded, and collided with Halt.
His mentor stumbled slightly, then turned to face his apprentice. They would have been eye to eye if Will's face hadn't been covered. Halt grabbed the cowl and pulled it off his face to let it rest around Will's neck. "What in the blazes are you doing, boy? Why do you have your cloak on backwards?"
Will grinned dumbly, swinging his shoulders and arms. "It's a Snuggie! The blanket with sleeves!"
"But your cloak has no sleeves."
"…Shut up."
A/N: hey, who doesn't love a good Snuggie (other than Bralt, of course-don't worry, kid, I got your back)? Mine is zebra-striped
Fifteen: More New Advertisement
Will looked at his lifelong friend with a slight frown on his face. "Alyss, what are you doing?"
Alyss just grinned, and looked at the object in her hands. "Nothing," she said, "we're just going to have some fun!"
Together, they walked through the streets in the town. It was considerably deserted, as most people were at a magic stand. This is also where the two friends were going.
Will got a hunch, and spoke it aloud. "We're not coming for the magic show, are we?"
"Nope."
After a minute, they reached the stand, where everybody had gathered. The magician was just about to stop for an intermission, so Alyss grabbed Will's hand with her free hand, keeping the object in her other, and led him up to directly in front of the stage.
The magician announced the beginning of his break, and Alyss turned to Will. "Boost me up."
He did so, lifting her up onto the stage. Being a Ranger, he naturally felt a bit uncomfortable in the large crowd, but Alyss hauled him up with her nevertheless. She got the crowd's attention, and spoke.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this magic show was officially funded by a new product," she called out.
She held out the object in her hands, so that everyone could see. "It's a pillow, it's a pet! It's a Pillow Pet!"
A/N: ah, those aren't quite as funny as some of the others. Well, they're all right. Now, I've been getting quite a few views to my stories so far, but only a little bit of feedback. Come on, guys! Let's see some review action going on! :)
