Okay guys, I finally updated it! It's kinda short, but the next chapter is already in the works I swear. So now that I have found writing time in school the updates will be quicker, and hopefully chapters will continue to grow longer. Thanks for all the kind reviews, and please keep nagging at me to write least I forget! Well, here it is, hope you like it!
Rincewind looked around. There was a man holding a buffalo on a string, a shack with a roof of gold, and…. "They left the statue up." He groaned.
"Oh, so that is one of the red army? I had been wondering." Said Susan.
They began to walk along, Rincewind muttering darkly as they did. After a few minutes they came upon the wall that guarded the city.
"Rincewind? Is that you?" Called a voice from above the wall.
Rincewind froze. "Oh no. It couldn't possibly be… oh no…"
"It's me! Twoflower!" Called Twoflower, for it was indeed him.
"Hello Twoflower." Yelled Rincewind. It wasn't that he hated the little man, they had developed an odd friendship over the shared adventures, it was just that the optimistic little ex-tourist always seemed to find trouble.
"What are you doing here? After our last adventure I thought you'd never come back!"
"Yes, well, I though why not come back to the place where a barbarian is leader and I almost got killd in several different awful ways." Rincewind snapped. As always, sarcasm flew right by Twoflower.
"I'm glad you did!"
In spite of himself, Rincewind smiled.
"Now then, where's the entrance?" Put in Susan.
Twoflower slapped his forehead. "Oh! Of course! We haven't had any visitors in a while, pardon my mistake." The little man disappeared for a moment, and then a portion of the wall swung back. And there was Twoflower, beaming behind huge round glasses. Rincewind glared.
"What's that you're wearing?"
Twoflower glanced down at his magnificent blue and gold robe. "What, this? Oh, it's just my work robe. Lord Cohen doesn't like me to look so traditional, but of course this is a special occasion!"
"It is?" asked Rincewind.
"Why of course! It's been one year since the red army defeated Lord Hong!"
Susan walked over, and said "Oh, I've heard of that! I taught my students about it just last week. And you say it happened a year ago today?"
"Yes, that's why we were so happy to see Rincewind, just on cue as usual!"
"Wait…" Said Rincewind. "We?" With growing horror he looked around Twoflower and there was what he had feared.
"Now what do you say lads?"
"Hello Rincewind." Chorused the five very old little men standing and sitting in a row.
"Oh no." Groaned Rincewind. "Not the silver hoarde!"
Okay, here it is. I know that Twoflower will actually be less optimistic in the upcoming chapters, since he did develope some in the book. So keep reading!
