Disclaimer: Nope. The Wheel of time series belongs to Robert Jordan, and although the songs aren't mine I have tinkered with them…slightly… but I seriously doubt Robert Jordan would ever subject his characters to the degrading embarrassment I do. Proud.

Dedication: Hmm… have dedicated this one to my charming reviewers below. Thanks for your lovely reviews and they really do cheer you up. So thanks.

Rabid Lawn Gnome : You truly do have the best name ever. Lol. And Thanks for your review! I really hope I can do every book! Would be great! Though I might run out of songs… oh well.

Otter Seastar: Thanks. And another thanks for you song request. As soon as I can get tinkers into the story it will be used! Probably next chapter or the one after that…

Mask 1: Hahha… Neither did I! I have no idea where this insanity is coming from!

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The boys had just put their feet down and were resting in the inn when it happened. Of all the people Lan had expected to come after the boys, Nynaeve wasn't among them. The wisdom should have stayed home. But my oh my she does have a lovely bum.

Nynaeve raised an eyebrow towards him as if he had spoken out loud before heading up to the microphone in the corner of the inn. Baelron being a city obsessed with song it a mics on very corner, in fact the travellers had got themselves involved into many different songs since they arrived. The dancing was just exhausting. Lan was beginning to wonder how Nynaeve had followed them when she burst into song…

"I made it through the wilderness
Somehow I made it through
Didn't know how lost I was
Until I found you!!!"

The locals were obviously used to this sort of behaviour and quickly cleared away the chairs and before the next verse had even begun the gleeman had been dragged up, harp in hand. The lads hearing the singing ran through from the private dining room Moiraine had booked the use of. Their jaws dropped to the floor when they saw the singer… The Wisdom.

"I was beat incomplete
I'd been had, I was sad and blue
But you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
Shiny and new."

As each verse ended th boys jaws appeared to drop closer and closer towards the red tile floor, and as the last resounding line was sang Perrin looked on the verge of fainting and even amt had gone pale. The Wisdom didn't sing. Never. Not even happy birthday, or Christmas carols.

"I MADE IT THROUGH THE WILDERNESS!"

As the wisdom curtsied and smile to her onlookers Moiraine ran out of the dining room. Daggers for eyes she gripped the wisdoms braid and pulled her kicking and screaming towards the dining room. Lan quickly decided form the feeling coming from the bond that he would not go in there for love nor money.

One of the boys let out a bloody curdling girly scream and Lan turned. Sword already in hand. Rand was standing on a stool waving his fathers sword around in front of his face. Seeing Lan watching, the Shepard's quickly vacated the stool. Putting on a gruff voice he quickly moved to deny th accusation in the warders eyes. "It wasn't just a mouse… there was a fade as well… I think… well… the mouse distracted me… AHH… don't hurt me!"

Lan rolled his eyes. He began an admonishing speech but out of the corner of his eye he say a fades cloak and turned. Before Lan could remove his sword again two things happened in quick succession. The first was the Rand began shaking on his stool and had covered his face with his hands but the other was much scarier. The fade only spoke five words, but hose five words were truly terrifying and incredibly tacky and commercialised. "Big Bother is watching you!"

As the Myradraal began to fade into the shadows Rand began to scream. "Big Bother!!! Nooo… He already lives in my dreams. The rat. I WANT MY MUMMY!" Lan backslapped Rand with the back of his hand, causing him to fall sharply from the chair, before he marched off to inform Moiraine and began repacking her stuff and generally acting as some sort of slave for her.

As the bunch of weary travellers marched ever closer towards the gate Perrin looked back, the inn is one fire! As Perrin stated such four white cloaks sauntered out from the shadows. "Well now. Dark friends have just been heard admitting to the fact the burnt down an inn. It looks like we shall have to take them in fro….questioning…" Perrin didn't like the shifty look in the white cloaks eyes when he mentioned questioning. He could guess the methods the men proposed to 'question' with.

Lan quickly started into song, without even allowing time for the gleeman to remove his harp. But the sound of exploding barrels made and interesting contrast to his voice as he proclaimed their innocence. They all started hand jiving whilst in on horseback behind him. Well, all except Thom who was still death glaring Lans back.

"We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
since the worlds been turning
we didn't start the fire.."

The white cloak leader nodded harshly at this. "To clarify then you didn't start the fire? Did you know how it started? Was it dark friends? Do you know who they are? Can we question them?" The white cloak sounded like an excited schoolboy as Lan sung back the answers. The leader frowned. "So your sure you didn't start it?" Lan response was finally accompanied by th harp, Thom had at last managed to remove it from his saddlebags.

"No we didn't light it! But we tried to fight it!

No, We didn't start the fire
but when we are gone
will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on..."

The white cloaks nodded and swiftly walked away towards the burning inn, satisfied that all methods had been used to get information out of that man and his companions.

Outside the gates Moiraine and her mare began trotting towards the open land to the left. The boys followed like sheep whereas the ladies hung back, well aware that there was a perfectly good road running all the way to White Bridge. But eventually with a lot of sniffing from hay fever infested noses the followed.

Moiraine was lost pretty quickly, before and of the men could interrupt she had her A to Z of Andor out of her bags. Dismounting she unfolded it across the floor. "We are searching for Aridhol." Lan and Thom gasped at started talking behind their hands to each other. The them being so secretive and hard to hear behind their hands the country folk were all left confused. But, nether the less they searched. In fact they searched so hard that at least seven fists of trollocs had surrounded them before any of them noticed.

"Perrin was that you! You don't just fart then say nothing!" Mat appeared to all intents an purposes to be choking which was lucky for Egwene who used the time while everyone was wafting their noses to calm her relieve covered face. Moiraine got up from the floor as the smell was overpowering. The trollocs just watched. Approaching the closest she waved the map in front of his face. "Is this the was to Aridhol?"

Thom seized his moment and quickly grasped his harp. Strumming a base line he threw the flute towards Rand…

"When the day is dawning,
On a Andor Early Morning
How I long to be there
With Mordeth who's waiting for me there
Every lonely city
Where I hang my hat
Aint as half as pretty,
As where my baby's at

Is this the way to Aridhol?
Every night I've been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Aridhol
And sweet Mordeth who waits for me
Show me the way to Aridhol
I've been weeping like a willow
Crying over Aridhol
And sweet Mordeth who waits for me

The trollocs took this extra moment to add their own echo to the tune, "Sha la la la la la la" Brilliant! Better than anything on top of the mops! If only it could be recorded without a fight breaking out….

"Sha la la la la la la

Sha la la la la la la

Sha la la la la la la
And Mordeth who waits for me"

"There's a church bell ringing
hear the song of joy that its singing
For the sweet Mordeth
And the girl who's coming to see him
Just beyond the highway
There's an open plane and it keeps me going
Through the wind and rain…

Is this the way to Aridhol?
Every night I've been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Aridhol
And sweet Mordeth who waits for me
Show me the way to Aridhol
I've been weeping like a willow
Crying over Aridhol and sweet Mordeth who waits for me…"

"Sha la la la la la la

Sha la la la la la la

Sha la la la la la la
And Mordeth who waits for me…"

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I am aware of the fact that this is probably one of my least sane chapters but you wait! Aridhol next… Got a lot of treats in store for you there. Muhaahaha…. OK. There will most likely be now random character deaths. But you never know. If I get edgy I might just kill someone off.

Well! You know the way to stop me killing your favourite! REVIEW! Lol. Please?

Small voice in your head: "press the purdy purple button, go on, you know you want to. Go on…"