Muahahahahaha! I am back with another pointless chapter! Before I get started, my sister insists that I inform you that most of (yes I said MOST of) the "I Spy" stuff was her idea. There now she is happy and we can start…Enjoy the fic!
Folken at the Fair!
About an hour later, the Dragon Slayers and a now depressed Strategeo were loaded into a van and on their way to the fair. *Why a van you ask? (1) This is my fic and I say so!, (2) Vans are traditional fair vehicles, and (3) Where would the Vione park?* Folken was at the wheel trying to stay in his "happy place", Dilandau was daydreaming about the things that he would burn at the fair, and the other Dragon Slayers were playing a rousing game of "I Spy". "I spy with my little eye something….umm….RED!" Chesta said with a giggle "Ohh!! Oh!!! I know!!, Dilandau's eyes!!" Dalet yelled sure that he had guessed correctly "No.." Chesta said "I know!! Lord Dilandau's armor!!" Gatti announced "You got it!" Chesta exclaimed happily.
Folken, who was growing tired of every Slayer picking the color red then yelling out all of Dilandau's clothes and accessories, volunteered to state the next clue. "I spy with my eye…" the Strategeo began "LITTLE eye" yelled the Dragon Slayers. Folken sighed "…with my little eye…something indigo" "Huh?" the Dragon Slayers asked thoroughly confused "Inde-what?" Folken sighed again at the Slayers' incompetence 'But then, Dilandau is their leader…' Folken thought to himself noticing that Dilandau was equally confused, "something blue" he said making it simple for the Slayers. "Oh!! I am blue!!" Chesta yelled "No.." Folken said. "How about me? I am blue! Am I it?" "No because neither of you are blue" Folken said wondering if the Slayers were even talking about their armor when they said they were blue.
"Fire…" Dilandau mumbled dreamily "Was that a guess? Or just one of your little fantasies?" Folken asked "Huh? Ohh, No, I mean the van? The van is blue…grrr stupid Van" "Yes that is it, the van, the van is blue" Folken said glad that the game was over "ohh…" Viole sighed "Hey! Who is up for a game of license plates?" the other Slayers cheered and went about their game. Folken shook his head wondering just where things had gone wrong when he saw a large Ferris Wheel in the distance. Seeing the large ride brought a rare smile to Folken's face 'Maybe things will turn out right' He thought, hoping for the best. That was, of course, before he saw the line leading into the fairgrounds parking lot 'Then again…'
About two hours later Folken and the Dragon Slayers were at the entrance to the fair. "What the hell was that?" Dilandau said angrily as he slapped Chesta (he was less than pleased at being stuck in parking lot traffic for the last few hours). Folken was standing to the side trying to keep his temper in check, Dilandau had threatened his ability to cope with unwelcome situations more times in the last few hours than he wanted to remember, but once again his "happy place" had saved him. Letting out yet another sigh, Folken rounded up the Dragon Slayers and prepared to enter the fair.
Upon entering the actual fairgrounds, Folken was bombarded with the Dragon Slayers' many questions, statements, and demands. "Ohh! I want to ride that!" Miguel announced "Where is the bathroom?" Chesta asked "I want something to drink" Dalet whined "Wow! Petting zoo! Sheep!" Guimel exclaimed. All the Slayers had something to say and a lesser man would have been overwhelmed…But not Folken, for he had a plan. "Silence!" he yelled and all the Dragon Slayers (as well as a few passerby) shut their mouths and looked his way.
Assured that he had their attention, Folken reached into his cloak and pulled out several rolls of tickets. Quickly, giving a roll to each of the Slayers, he stated "Thirty tickets each, they are good for refreshments, rides, etc. We meet here at closing time" and with that, Folken turned and stalked away from the Dragon Slayers who, after gaping at each other for a few moments, dispersed to do what they pleased. Folken, glad that his plan had been a success, strode away feeing as though a great weight had been lifted from him. Just as he was starting to relax a familiar voice caused him to tense yet again. "Very clever Folken, but I am sticking with you" Folken turned to see Dilandau smirking at him, slowly Folken spoke "Dilandau, why don't you do something on your own. Now is your chance to get away from me" he stated.
Dilandau, the smirk never leaving his face, walked up to Folken and said "No, I think I would rather follow you…for once" Folken couldn't hide the look of dismay on his face 'Why do the gods punish me?' he thought as he started to walk away only to have the Dragon Slayer follow him. *Now you may be thinking 'Folken stuck at the fair with Dilandau? It's the end for him…' But then you would be forgetting that Folken is a mighty Strategeo, that and the fact that he has had two hours to think of way of getting rid of the Pesky Dragon Slayers, especially Dilandau* Folken smiled as he led the unsuspecting Dilandau towards what would soon be his doom…The House of Mirrors.
I know this chapter turned out to be more stupid than funny…But I am biding my time before unleashing the terror that is The House of Mirrors. Send some reviews, eventually there will be close encounters with carnies, rigged fair games, the heroes (Van, Hitomi, etc.) and much more!
*Note: I do not own Escaflowne…I pretend that I do but everyone knows it is just BS…