AN: to oah ehm ghee: WHAT? There's another story called Rose Red? Now I have to change the title!

I came up with a super awesome simile but it's to long to use, so… here is the original sentence : Mustardseed tried to say, but his tongue was as thick and heavy as a loaded chocolate 3-layer pound cake, the one with ice cream, sprinkles, whipped cream, peanut butter, fudge and a whole pound of sugar, the one that after you eat one teeny piece you feel so full, you're sure you'll never eat again and you just lay there, feeling sick to your stomach, but it tastes so good and you just want "one small piece more", but end up eating a lot.

So the last book… I want to read it cauz it want to know what happens…. But I don't want the series to end…..hmmmm…. oh well, SG will forever live on in FanFiction

Hey please go check out my SG pictures on Deviantart. My username is lilyjeanne4ever.

It was dark when Mustardseed came to. Why was it dark? Was it night? Mustard tried to remember what had happened before he lost consciousness. He realized his eyes were closed. His eyelids were heavy and crusted with sleep. He opened them and then immediately shut them. He opened them slowly this time, giving his eyes time to adjust to the bright light. The edges of everything were blurry, like looking through hazy glass.

"Where am I?" Mustardseed tried to say, but his tongue was as thick and heavy as a loaded chocolate three-layer pound cake. He caught a glimpse of red hair fly past his face. He struggled to sit up and look around. He was in what looked to be a hospital room, with white walls and ceilings and uncomfortable cots. There was a red haired girl with her back towards him busy at the counter. Well, that explained the red hair. He tried to get up and winced at the sharp pain in his side. He pushed off the covers. Someone had replaced his ratty clothing with new clean ones. He pulled up the T-shirt to see a bandaged wound. There was still caked blood on the binding. He pressed his fingers against the cloth, testing the pain of the gash.

"Ah" he gasped, sucking in air loudly.

"AHH!" the girl whirled around, clearly startled. "oh, it's just you. You're awake….Wait, You're awake?"