E~ Hey. It's my turn again, so... yeah. Neither me nor Amanda own -
Jareth: Darling, you can't just say the disclaimer. We have to have banter first.
Snape: Ignore him! I for one am proud that at least ONE person around here is learning to be responsible and get straight to the point without any nonsense!
E~ I used to have socks that said "no nonsense" on them... la la laaaaa~
Jareth: It appears you've scared her out of whatever ailment was causing her to , Snape!
Snape: I hate you all *storms away*
E~ Is he gone yet?
Jareth: Yes. He ran like the very bog was at his heels.
E~ Fantastic. Are you satisfied with the pointless content of this disclaimer now?
Jareth: Indeed.
E~ Perfect. And I'll grant you a wish if you promise not to tell anyone I was almost mature.
Jareth: Deal. I want an appearance in this chapter.
E~ Fair enough. I own my OCs, Amanda owns her OCs and the plot, neither of us owns anything else.
"Alright, you maggots, listen up!" Ellie was back in military mode, and had even put on a black uniform with her symbol, a seven-sided triangle (Yes, it can happen!), stitched on the shoulder. Marie had gathered everyone for a meeting to discuss getting the list back.
"Your mission, should you choose to accept it - and you all do -" She glared at Fuji, who'd risen to leave. "Will be to retrieve the Infamy list which was sent to the internet by these two idiots here." She gestured to Alex and Jereomy, who both had on DUNCE caps and sat on a separate bench labeled "The Seat Of Shame".
"Our current plan is shown here." A projector screen that Hatter had found God-knows-where showed a cartoon depiction of the group, a computer, the list, and Incarnidine. Ellie pulled out a pointer and tapped the images in order.
"First, we go into the internet. Second, we get the book. Third, we bring it back, return it to Incarnidine, and pretend none of this ever happened."
"Oh! Can we pretend that nothing ever happened? Ever?" Hatter asked.
"Who put sugar in his tea? He'll be even more unbearable now!" Snape groused.
"Ahem! I realize that we don't stand a Sidhe's chance in the Under Dark of staying on task, so I'm appointing Jareth in charge of all digressions that can't be handled by myself or Marie." Ellie declared. A chorus of "No fair!" and "Why him?" rose up from the party.
"Not that I'm not flattered, but why me indeed?" Jareth asked while juggling his crystals.
"Heehee. Didn't you read the disclaimer? You were promised a part in this chapter." Marie pitched in. While everyone debated over Jareth's new position and the effectiveness of blackmail when everyone can read about it, Ellie and Alex drew the symbols for a group transport into the internet on the floor. Gandalf had offered to help, but was currently suspended from opening portals after YGF 2.
Finally, Snape shouted "Let's just go already!" and looked up to realize they were already in the internet. Ellie was going through her web history to find a page likely to help them on their mission. She tapped a button and the scenery suddenly blinked from the sterile whiteness of Google to a colorful map of the world.
"Where are we?" asked Legolas, who didn't know enough about what was going on the point out anything obvious.
"I know! I know! This is Scandinavia and the World, right?" Marie hopped up and down cheerfully.
Ellie nodded. "If we have to face rabid fangirls, I want Ă…land, Finland, and Svalbard with me." At that moment, a white-haired, athletic-looking dude walked by with a demon on a leash.
"Oh, hi El. What's up?" He asked.
"Hi Iceland. We're collecting the badasses for a quest. Do you - " She was interrupted by Dvergatal, who ran to play with the restrained demon.
"Heehee. Demon!" He giggled. Instead of being afraid for her son, Marie clapped her hands enthusiastically.
"Mister Iceland, would you mind watching Dvergatal for awhile. He likes your pet soul-muncher, and we really don't want him seeing certain parts of the internet, yet." Iceland got a far off look on his face.
"I don't babysit. Not after what happened with my kids..."
"One is just ashes, and the other is buried to deep to dig up, right? But what if he promises not to jump on your bed?" Ellie asked. After ten minutes of bickering and Hatter asking to see the penis museum, Iceland agreed to watch Dvergatal.
"Okay, now what were we here for again?" Asked Gandalf as the walked away.
"I can't remember... Jareth! You were supposed to keep us from getting sidetracked!" Ellie yelled. "Oh whatever! Let's just check my email."
