"Man, Bitten, these are some flippin' good fries..."
"I know, Keanu. Fess up the change."
"What?"
"You don't think I'd pay for it, do you?!"
"Yes!"
"Pshh. Go eat your doughnuts."
(oh, yeah, guys, sorry. We had to wait at McDonalds for a while because Crevan got distracted and started building playground equipment, so I asked a nearby business dude if I could borrow his fax machine. (very handy them business dudes are...I wonder how they fit all that crap in their tuxes?) So yeah. Anyway, here's the rest of your (cough cough) DP spilled upon (cough cough) story.
End of Chapter 12:
Pickles Should Never Be Eaten On Forks
"Give us one night to think it over," she said, staring into Cupid's eyes with such intensity and speaking with such menace that everyone immediately knew that sensible Milandu had returned, and they were were gonna kick Cupid's butt with some incredibly organized pan (cough) plan. (Hamlet, you idiot, stop making so many typos!)
"You have one night to live," Cupid said, but it didn't sound HALF as menacing as Milandu sounded.
...dot dot dot...
...alright, I'll give you guys the thirteenth chapter since you've been waiting so long...
CHAPTER THIRTEEN!
Chapter 13:
More Woodland Creatures
Milandu, Behrooz, and Elrond sat in the dark, quietly discussing the perfect plan. Aidan, however, was listening in. "We need to think of an algorithm," he heard them whisper.
"We need to get rid of Cupid first," another one said. The he heard something crawling up behind him. He turned his head quietly, trying to not give himself away.
"Aidan," he heard someone say, so faintly he had to pay close attention to hear. "It's me." Aidan breathed a silent sigh of relief when he discovered that it was Mal.
"They're talking about their magical plan," Aidan whispered.
"Ahh..." Mal listened in, too.
"After that..."
"WE SHOULD CHALLENGE WILL TO A DUEL!" Bitten almost yelled, and then she composed herself. "Sorry, Bitten wouldn't shut up..."
"Actually, a duel might be our best bet right now," Elrond said, laying out possibilities in his brain.
"Why is that?" Behrooz asked.
"Two reasons. First, the Sues outnumber us approximately seven thousand to one. Second, Will isn't actually that strong. If someone stronger than he would duel him, he would surely fail."
"What about all of the Stues and Sues that will be there after his fall?"
"Well, we don't want THEM in our prisons, do we?" Milandu asked slyly, her point getting across.
"But then we fall back to where we began. There'd still be seven thousand to one."
"But we can't take that many prisoners. Besides, it would help the whole universe. Imagine it: more than one hundred million Sues and Stues just gone." Milandu snapped her fingers.
"But they wouldn't just be gone," Behrooz said. "We'd have to do it. And that would require each and every one of our group to kill more than seven thousand Sues. We only have a little over than fourteen thousand in our group!"
"But we are stronger than them. Aidan has already probably killed more than his share!"
"Aidan is different," Aidan said. Then he suddenly realized he had given himself away. Behrooz started laughing.
"You can come out now, Aidan and Mal," Milandu said. Mal turned a light shade of orange.
"How'd you-"
"I'm not an idiot. You guys whisper like crocodiles." Milandu smiled as Mal had no reply.
"Am I crazy, or did I just feel a drip of water?" Aidan asked.
"You're probably crazy." Elrond smiled, and then the three of intelligence laughed. "But you're right, you are different. You have a pretty cool gift." Mal squinted at Elrond.
"I DO TOO!" She formed a jelly belly sock and stuffed it in Elrond's mouth. Then they heard a great thud.
"That was either thunder, or..." Milandu began, and the other four added, "Tristan falling off the bunk." They all laughed.
"You guys can sit," Behrooz said, and the two Its did so. Then they felt a sudden splash of many rain drops. Then they saw a flash of lightening.
"I love the rain..." Milandu whispered, taking off her hood and turning her face to the now steady flow of rain.
"So, we challenge Will to a duel, and then just chase the rest of the dummies into a gianormous hole!" Aidan said.
"You know, that's not a bad idea..." Behrooz pondered the thought.
"What do you people call this strange food?" Elrond said through a full mouth. "It's kind of tasty..."
In the rain, Tayten and Landroval were running around in circles around a tree. "I'm gonna catch you!" Tayten squealed.
"You can try!" Landroval laughed, and kept running. Then, as she almost took hold of his tail feathers, he spread his wings and took flight.
"Cheater!"
next...
Will sat in his throne thing again, as he had forced his minions to remove it from a deep hole. Cupid floated on a magic carpet throne of his. "What do you think they are doing?" Will asked. Clove and Shae sat a few yards away, listening quietly.
"I think they're making plans." Cupid couldn't think of a better answer. Truly, that's all that they were doing.
c...
"BOXY!" Hamlet screeched.
"?" answered the pieces of cardboard.
"WHY IS THERE AN EGG UNDER YOUR BUTT!?"
"..."
"WHY!?"
"?"
"BECAUSE I MUST KNOW!"
"..."
"BOXY!" She picked him up and stared him in the face (?). "What?! You're just randomly pooping out eggs!? THAT'S NOT NATURAL!"
line...
Shae and Clove came back, dissapointed. Shae shook his head. Clove sighed. "C'mon, Clove, let's go dance." They walked towards their buddies, and noticed that there were disco lights and a dance floor and the Its were dancing. "Sweet!" Shae walked up behind a certain It (whose name was Terpsichore), and said, "Wanna dance?" As he said it, she spun around, but then he forgot that he was still invisible. Then he laughed, and grabbed her hand. Clove saw it and snapped his fingers and instantly both he and Shae were uninvisible.
"Shae!" said Terpsichore.
"Yeah, Terps, wanna dance?" She grinned.
"Sure, why not." And they danced together, and rocked the entire stage because Terpsichore was such an amazing dancer. (too bad Aidan wasn't there! He would have ROCKED the stage harder! Ahaha!) Hamlet, shut up...
Bum bum bum...
"Coo! Coo!" Pigeons flew about in an old stone courtyard. The air was dry, and cold. One lone woman stood, still as stone, covered in black. Her black dress cascaded to the ground, entirely covering her pale skin. Her black veil hung around her face, covered in tears. They woman crouched down, and lifted her hand to a pigeon. It flew away. She looked upon the ground, feeling tears coming to her eyes again, though her eyes were already so red it was hard to tell her real eye color.
Suddenly, a door opened, and the sun poured in, the clouds parted, the pigeons flew, the air warmed up, and the woman rose. Standing in the doorway was a man, in clothes bright like the sun. His eyes danced, and he rushed to the woman.
"What are you doing here?" she whispered.
"I came for you." He picked her up, and she did not resist. He began walking towards the door from which he had come, and then he suddenly stopped and grabbed her lips in his. He let her down, but then clutched her closer. She sunk under him, and massaged his back. Then, another door burst open, and a man dressed in deep red came in.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" he bellowed.
"Don't-" the woman screamed, but she was cut off. The man in bright colors wrapped himself around her, and leaped out of his door. They sailed down, down, down, and then he turned them so that he took the brunt of the fall. "Oh, darling," she began, but he quickly got up and pulled her with him, and she saw the red man up from where they had jumped, bellowing again.
"COME BACK HERE! I WILL SLAY YOU! YOUR CHILDREN WILL BE MY SLAVES! I WILL BURN YOUR HOUSE!" But they kept running. Then, unexpectedly, they hit a wall. Stranger still, a dark mist floated over them instantly.
"What is this?" she asked, holding on to her dear lover.
"I do not know." He looked unsure of himself, but then he kissed her again. He gasped. She realized a man standing behind him, smiling slyly. She heard a strange noise, and saw him pull out a knife from the middle of the bright man's back.
"Don't you remember me, my girl?"
choo choo...like a train...
"How doesth thou likest?" Hamlet asked, showing Landroval her script. "Boxy saith that mine writing needs some more salt, Crevan saith it needs names, Bitten saith that it needs a trash can, and Elrond telleth me to read, not write."
Landroval skimmed over the writing again. "Well, Hamlet, I think you are doing a lot better than before," he admitted. "Crevan might be right that you need names, just so it's less confusing. And Elrond is right, because you need to research things and read and allow your mind to be opened to new words that you can put in your own writing," Landroval said. (he said a lot of other nice things too, but...Tristan hasn't been onscreen for a while, so it's his turn)
TRISTAN! Said It was sitting, studying a Saxon math book. (joy) Orrick was sitting next to him, reading some random book about dolphins. You didn't know? Orrick likes dolphins. (they have mental powers) Tristan laughed.
"Wow."
"What?" Orrick asked, looking up from his book.
"I'm actually enjoying this!"
"That's scary!" Orrick shook his head and turned back to his book. "Bah, this is boring," he said, shutting the book. But as he did, he glanced upon a certain page that said "Do dolphins really have mind powers?" And he grabbed the book again and flung it open, trying to find the page again. But as he did, a sudden rain burst upon them, and they both got up and ran for cover-causing the dolphin book to become very wet and unreadable. Orrick rolled his eyes and threw the book out into the rain. "Frickin' books..."
...bum bum...
Landroval went back inside a tent and tucked the covers over Tayten. He smiled, seeing her in such serene calmness.
..."Tayten..." Tayten looked up to see a shining face. "Tayten..."
"Tsaari Queen?" Tayten asked.
The shining face smiled, and Tayten could see the beautiful figure of a woman. "You are clever, little one. Oh one of Happiness, you must do something for me..."
Tayten looked with wide eyes at the Queen. "What is it, Tsaari Queen?"
"Go to the midst of the Sues camp, and start a bonfire. There will be wood and oil there for you, and you must destroy everything else in the fire that you can. There are some matches in the warming tent. Go in two hours. Understand?"
"Yes, Miss Tsaari!" Tayten grinned. The Queen smiled.
"Good. Now sleep until you hear someone whisper, 'The lightening is wonderous,' and the thunder claps outside. Farewell, young one..."
"Good bye, Tsaari Queen!" Tayten waved as the face faded, and all went black.
Landroval sat down next to Tayten, watching over her like an older brother. Tristan came in. "She's so cute," he said.
"Yeah, she sleeps like a nestling," Landroval answered. He smiled. "I remember when my kids would squeak for food...and when I taught my daughter to fly..." Tears came to his eyes. "My wife cried so hard when one of our eggs didn't hatch..." Landroval was lost in his thoughts for a moment, and then he clicked back to reality and realized that he had said what he had been thinking. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said so much..."
Tristan looked him in the eye. "It's okay, we all have things that hurt us in our pasts," he said, and the Eagle melted down and cried.
...sniff...
Behrooz laughed as Elrond told some racist joke about dwarves.
"So, we gang up on Cupid, kill him, and then kill Will? Or possibly challenge him to a duel?" Milandu asked, and Elrond nodded. Mal and Aidan were cackling with laughter. (they didn't even get the joke)
"Yeah," Behrooz said, still chuckling.
...choo...
Landroval looked out of the tent, wiping away some tears. "I think we're going to have a thunderstorm," he commented.
"Yeah." Tristan nodded. He looked at Tayten, who was still sleeping like a little squirrel. (...)
"I love thunderstorms," Landroval said, "My little girl used to always run up to me and say, 'Daddy! Daddy! Look! Uncle Gwaihir is throwing lights again!' I don't think she understood that Gwaihir, my brother, couldn't do that...but it was still always cute when she said it." Tristan smiled. Suddenly a huge streak of lightening flashed across the sky.
Mizel strolled in. "The lightening is wondrous," he said, sitting down. Suddenly a clap of thunder boomed across the field. Tayten's eyes flashed open, and the fire in her eyes burned.
"Here I come, bonfire," she whispered, cracking her knuckles. "The end is near..."
Terpsichore means to Delight in Dance, so...yeah. Hee, Orrick having a temper...I love him...
(shudder) Tayten is lethal when she's on a mission...