::Bandit rolls her eyes:: Come on you guys. It's really not that hard to understand.
She killed the Queen. Yes. Obviously she disliked her. Or maybe she's insane. Usually, you wait for the author to write the next one before you point out your confusion. It works well with school also.
The teachers do something you do NOT understand. You wait for them to explain it instead of making yourself look….erm…(STUPID!!!) no that's not the word VOICE!!! That's mean!!! (Bitchy ya mean.) Well you are.
Fine. It's no intelligent. (Like I said, STUPID!!!) fine then. Stupid.
::frowns:: still not nice though. (Screw nice.)
Screw you!
::sticks tongue out at a person only she can see::
Blood Counts For Nothing: Part Six
At the Mansion:
"Bobby, have you seen my hairbrush?"
"Now Rogue, what in God's name would I be doing with your hairbrush." Bobby paused.
"Don't answer that. I'm goin' outside. Ask Remy. He spends enough time in your room as it is. Maybe he took it. He might need it."
Bobby ducked out of the room as a shoe hit the space he had occupied a second earlier.
"Touchyyyyy….Or not…" He called from safely down the hall.
"Dat was low mon ami." Said Remy from his doorway.
"Well, maybe I don't care!" Bobby snapped, wiping his forehead with a pale hand.
"Look, Bobby, we know it wasn' your fault. It may be her birthday, but dats no excuse for you to go aroun' bitchin' 'bout-"
"Shut up Remy! Just shut up." Bobby walked stiffly down the hall, feeling Remy's red eyes boring into his back.
()
Out in the Garden:
"I'm sorry Kid. I really am." Bobby whispered to the fountain.
The Japanese Gardens had always been a favorite hiding place of hers. And he could remember the playtime she had had here…
FlashBack
Titania nuzzled Bobby's chest with her head lovingly. It was about 7:34 and it was already dark outside. However, being summer, it was warm enough to be noon.
"Read it Bobby. Puleeze?" The six year old whined, pushing a dog-eared book into his hand.
"'Tania, I regret ever getting that fairy book for you."
"Jus' read it Bobby…Please?"
Bobby smiled. He would do anything for his little fairy, ands she knew it well. He flipped to her favorite page and started to read.
"Bells that ring from ancient towers-
Canterbury Bells-
Give their names to summer flowers-
Canterbury Bells!
Do the flower-fairies, playing,
Know what those great bells are saying?
Fairy in your purple hat,
Little Fairy, tell us that!"
Bobby cleared his throat, and Titania took over happily, reading the parts of the fairy with no pauses or hesitation, she knew this book by heart.
"Naughty I know of bells in towers-
Canterbury Bells!
Mine are pink or purple flowers-
Canterbury Bells!
When I set them all a-swaying,
Something ,too, my bells are saying;
Can't you hear them- ding dong ding-
Calling fairy folks to sing?"
Titania shouted out this last line with happiness and Bobby tickled her.
"Quiet! We don't want 'roro or Logan to give you a bath!" He said, looking at the filthy little child before him.
He and Titania had been playing make-believe fairies, and she had been, well, what Bobby would call the Dirt Fairy.
What she would call, 'the Earth Fairy'. Bobby had been deigned, 'The Periwinkle Fairy', to his dismay.
Consequently, she needed a bath.
She shook her little pink head.
"Nope."
Logan emerged from the bushes behind them quietly and said, "Li'l too late for that Darlin'."
She shrieked and ran into the plants behind them, Logan in hot pursuit.
End FlashBack
Bobby sighed unhappily and took the old fairy book out of his pocket.
'Flower Fairies of The Garden', it was called.
Ever since Hank had explained to her where her name was from, (When she was about…Lets see…old enough to talk!) she had been, well, a little obsessed with fairies.
She had even believed Rogue and Storm were fairies for quite a while, until they could convince her that 'the flyin' came from somethin' else Sugah…'
For her fourth birthday Bobby had found a little bookstore off in an alley of New York, with a little fairy book, that was just too perfect.
Even though it was about two months before her birthday he had bought it.
And she had loved it.
And where was she now, his little fairy.
*Probably on some slave ship out past Pluto 'cause IceMan just can't take care of a seven-year-old.* Bobby thought bitterly.
*And that's probably just the half of it.*
Little did he know, it was.
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Notes: Sorry that was so short again, but I typed one last night and I typed one now…That book is one of MY favorites.
It is called Flower Fairy's of the Garden and it's sooooo cute!!
Theres many poems in there so I might use more than that one over the course of time.
At some point, I'll find 'A Midsummer Nights Dream' and I'll quote from that.
One of the love scenes hopefully…::evil grin of anticipation::
And are any of you still hopelessly lost? Cuz I will explain the whole Echo thing the next time. Hopefully she'll escape. I don't really control them you know.
Really good writers out there: You know what I mean when I say I have no idea what's going to happen next, they do it on there own, I'm tellin' you!!
::smiles:: So stop saying your confused!! I'm just as confused as you seriously!!!
Thanks to:
PallaPlease: Soooo cool so cool!! ::sings::
The mean spleen: ::grin:: Because he counts for something and I can send him wacky letters!!!